
In Hanin's treatment room, Bu Kusno was done. He was seen sitting next to Hanin's box when Maira walked in.
"Have it been done, Mai?"
"Living waiting for the cure, Mom."
"Yes, already, now you go to the pharmacy to take the medicine!"
I doubt Maira answered. "Em, captain Rian has been taken" he said slowly.
Bu Kusno frowned. "Cock?"
"Yes, I just happened to meet him in front of the cashier. He offered to help take the cure."
The heavy breathing of Bu Kusno made Maira a little careless.
"Kok, can it continue to be that coincidence, huh?"
Maira did not respond to her mother's words. He walked over to Hanin who was fast asleep.
"So fussy isn't it, Mom?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.
"Ndak fussy. From you left earlier he had not woken up, really. Maybe his body feels good, so sleep good."
Maira smiles. Chubby cheek touch Hanin.
"Assynnya!" Someone came into the room. Captain Rian.
"Waalaikumsalam, sir." Ms. Kusno stood up to greet the man.
After shaking hands with Bu Kusno, Captain Rian held out a plastic filled with medicine to Maira. "This is the cure, Ms. Janu."
"Sorry, someone has to pay, right, sir?" maira asked while receiving the medicine.
"Nothing. All free with BPJS."
"Thank you, sir." Maira lowered her head.
Captain Rian then turns to baby Hanin. "Where's Hanin, it's good, right?"
"Thank God, sir."
"Alhamdulillah. Keep the administration all in order?"
"Already, Sir. Just go home with this."
Captain Rian circulated a glance throughout the room. "Who's picking you up?"
Maira and Bu Kusno looked at each other. I don't want to answer that they will take an online taxi. Because most likely, Captain Rian would offer to escort.
"Well, why, confused to be asked?" Captain Rian smiled at Maira and Bu Kusno looking at each other with confused eyes. "Yes, I'm going to take you!"
"Eh, no need, sir. There will be someone, who will pick you up!" Maira hurriedly refused.
"Taxi driver, huh?" A cheeky smile re-expressed on the lips of captain Rian.
Uugh ..., is he paranormal or what? You know if I want to order a taxi online!
"Yuk, ah, my mum is also free. Where's the stuff let me take it to the car?"
"But ...!"
As hard as Maira refused, Captain Rian still firmly wanted to deliver. Miss Kusno can't do much either. Rejecting that kindness is hard. Especially if you are afraid it will disappoint you.
Finally they came home from the hospital escorted by Captain Rian. Maira chose to sit in the back seat, while Bu Kusno was welcome to sit next to Captain Rian. It's because of the officer's joke.
"Yes, cook me in front yourself. I'm an online taxi driver!" he said with a laugh, when Bu Kusno and Maira want to sit in the back seat.
Not much was said along the way. Captain Rian chatted with Bu Kusno more often than with Maira. The man always had a conversation material that made Bu Kusno not awkward anymore.
Arriving at home, after dropping off Maira's belongings and helping to bring her in, Captain Rian said goodbye. Maira who had just finished putting Hanin to bed in the room immediately came out, escorting captain Rian up to the car.
"Thank you very much for your help today, sir," he said, bowing politely.
"Together, don't think too much." Captain Rian opened the car door. But then the man stopped going up and turned to face Maira. "Well, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me. Think of me as your old friend. I'd be so happy if I could ease your burden."
The deg!
What the fuck, he? And why did the greeting suddenly change when we were both? Play 'me' and 'you' only!
No matter Maira could only nod. He did not dare to raise his face when once again captain Rian said goodbye.
That night Ms. Kusno met Maira in her room. The eldest son was sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book.
"Already, Mom. Why?"
Ms. Kusno sat down next to Maira. "May, can I ask you a question?"
Maira frowned looking at her mother. "What, Mom?"
After sighing, Bu Kusno continued. "About captain Rian ..., is he really just your Junior High School friend?"
"What does mom mean?" The frown on Maira's forehead deepened.
"Ee. .., I see she's very attentive to you."
Maira turned her eyes forward. The woman was stunned for a moment.
"Is it possible that she has a similar taste to you, Mai?" ask Bu Kusno carefully.
Maira jerks. His mother looked at him with sharp eyes. "Mom don't be weird!"
Spontaneous Bu Kusno shut his mouth. "Pardon, Mai. Not mother's intent ...."
"I'm sleepy, Mom!" cut Maira fast. The woman tried to divert her mother's conversation.
"Oh, yes, yes. Then mom won't come out first. Go to sleep if you are already sleepy!" Feeling bad, Bu Kusno hurriedly got up and went out. At the doorway he turned. "Eh, but, Mai, if you become the same captain Rian, I totally agree, you know!"
Maira snorted in annoyance.
Rush Bu Kusno out of the room and close the door. The woman fears Maira's offended level turns to anger.
Outside the room, Mr. Kusno waited while crossing. His face looks unfriendly. His eyes were staring at his wife.
"I shouldn't talk to Maira like that!" said cold.
Ms. Kusno swallowed. Didn't expect her husband to eavesdrop on her conversation with Maira. "Yes, right, just kidding, sir," she said as she walked toward the kitchen, trying to avoid her husband.
"You're not funny!" said Mr. Kusno gusar. He followed his wife into the kitchen. "The certainty about Janu we have not yet obtained. Talking about another man with Maira will only make his wound open again!"
Ms. Kusno stopped at the kitchen doorstep. She turned to face her husband. The woman's face implied a sense of despair. "According to the father, is Janu still to be found safely?" tanyanya.
Mr. Kusno breathed heavily. "We cannot precede the will of destiny. If Allah willed, however long Janu disappeared, he could have been found safely. It's not wise to try to make your child think of another man!"
"But, sir, it's been six months. Janu's disappearance in a conflict area. Even if there is no conflict, the forest in Papua is dangerous ...."
"Mom!" hardik Pak Kusno's. "I don't think I should talk like that. I'd better wish you all the best for our ghost!"
Ms. Kusno turned her face away. The woman tried to hide the tears. But no matter how hard he tried, his sobs sounded as well. The rush of Bu Kusno passed, accompanied by the disappointed look of her husband.
While in the room, Maira slumped her face on the pillow. His shoulders snorted, his sobbing softly heard.
***
In a rural Papuan tribal village, a missionary was astonished when a native Papuan tribal girl tugged at his hand. The girl is mute. Occasionally his hand rubbed his stomach, then pointed towards the forest.
Reverend Andreas frowned. "What's up, what do you mean, Bertha?" ask the girl.
Then the girl named Bertha gave gestures. His hands swung to and fro, then walked, then returned to the priestess Andreas.
"What are you hiding in the woods, Bertha?"
"Agh ... Agb ... Ughb ... Agh ...!" racau Bertha while again pulling the hand of the priest Andreas..
The middle-aged priest finally followed the girl's footsteps. In his heart he was very curious what Bertha would show him. The mute girl who lived like a child to him. When the pastor first arrived at the village, he found Bertha as a child who was only cared for by her pace. Mace Bertha died giving birth to the child. Pastor Andreas was the one who helped Bertha to take care of her son.
A few years ago when the priest Andreas returned to Java, Bertha lost her pace. Pace Bertha died of an illness. Be then when pastor Andreas returned to Papua, he met Bertha in a state of kara.
The two of them rushed towards the forest. Reverend Andreas is a bit overwhelmed following the agile steps of Bertha and looks to have mastered the terrain. Several times the pastor stopped to take a breath.
After nearly two hours of walking, Bertha stopped in front of the bush. His hand then brushed the thicket, which turned out to be a mouth of a cave on the contrary.
"A-what's d-in goa i-this, Bertha?" asked the priest Andreas with a gasp of breath.
Bertha did not answer. The priest's hand went into the cave. After going through the winding cave lane, they arrived on the inside. And how surprised Father Andrew was when he found a body lying on a stone plate next to a bonfire.
"W-who's d-he, Bertha?!"
(connect)
// Sorry I just got up. Thank you for your loyalty to reading this story. Don't forget to like, comment and vote.
A little bit of a word. Yesterday I had a speechless look at the news on tv about the separatist attack on a pioneer airport in Papua. Oh God, why is it like the one in this novel?
Thankfully, there were no TNI/Polri casualties. Although sad, from the separatist side fell one victim. Back one life was lost for nothing. May peace be soon there //