บท 16: Destiny full of surprises
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"Mom and Dad never taught you to be a lowly woman like this, Rara. Since childhood we have tried our best to provide you with religious provisions, so
that when you grow up, even until you die, those provisions can take care of you. wrong servant? Forgive me, O Allah. Forgive me. You are negligent in educating our daughter, O Allah."
Mother's hoarse voice mixed with tears made me prostrate for forgiveness.
"Don't apologize to us. Apologize to the man who just divorced you, apologize to Allah!"
"Yasmin made a mistake, ma'am. Sorry...."
"Don't hide behind the word blunder if you just enjoy it. The mistake immediately remembers the sin once you do it. But the truth is... you did that despicable act for three months. It's not a short time, Rara Yasmin Nafia!"
Mother vented everything that day, while Dad was mostly silent, but not defensive either. It's true that all this time, Mom has been more dominating when it comes to giving verbal and direct advice, in contrast to Dad, who prefers to tell me when we're alone.
After that night, the beginning of the real loss was just created. When I started to get up and accept my fate, my mother had to be rushed to the hospital because of a stroke. Father is loyal to accompany and look after Mother day and night, even though he still has to work as an employee at the regional office.
Sometimes I think, why is Reno not like Father who is so patient and accepts all of Mother's shortcomings? However, if asked to look in the mirror, it turns out that I was the cause of all this. In the past, I often compared life and felt lacking in everything I had, and it turned out to be the beginning of the entry of the devil's whispers.
At first it was just a trial and error, after a while it became used to it, until finally it fell into a tomb that was so humiliating. And if it's like that, there really isn't anything else that can be done, other than just being able to wallow in prolonged regret.
I was even more frustrated, when the doctor told me there was a large volume of blood clots that would later be fatal to my mother's brain. He had to be operated on immediately. The test did not end there, the day after my mother's surgery, my father had an accident. He had an accident while going to buy dinner. Father's two legs were broken, along with some of his ribs. There was a miracle that stunned me, Dad was still conscious even though he couldn't move his body. His lips are not tired of chanting remembrance and prayer.
At one time, I was running around taking care of two people I really loved. Never mind sleeping, I can't even remember eating.
"Please take care of your mother, son."
I remember very well, Dad said those words before going into the operating room until finally he was declared dead from a massive hemorrhage in the brain that was just discovered. Mother was diagnosed with serious illness, but Father died first. Fate is full of surprises.
Dad's tomb was still wet when Mom woke up after the operation and asked where her husband was. Not wanting to make his health worse, I had to lie.
"I'm resting, Mom. I think you're tired."
Mom nodded, then closed her eyes again and fell asleep. After making sure Mom was asleep, I was able to cry with satisfaction in the hospital prayer room.
"Is this the punishment for what I did? This is very heavy, O Allah. Very, very, very heavy...." Whether this is a complaint or an outpouring of the heart. I just wanted to vent.
"But, if this is my destiny, please strengthen me..." I prostrated for a long time on the prayer rug my father gave me during Eid last year.
When I went for Umrah yesterday, why did Dad suddenly want to buy this prayer rug for you," said the shady-faced man as he unfolded the dark blue prayer rug.
I crumpled the prayer rug which was partially wet with tears. If I could ask, please return my father, Lord....
"Yasmin's mother, Yasmin's mother, Yasmin's mother."
I flinched when I heard my name being called over and over again. After fully regaining consciousness, it turned out that I had fallen asleep in the hospital waiting chair. Ah, I forgot that I was waiting in line for the doctor's call earlier.
"Please come in, ma'am."
I apologized and rushed inside, not forgetting to wipe the corners of my wet eyes. Apparently, the shadow of the loss felt real until the tears were still there.
Seeing the doctor has become a regular for me. Vertigo and stomach acid that have been recurring since two years ago made me sometimes have to limit my range of motion. Even though this body is required to always be alert and agile because of the snaking deadlines.
After doing some examinations, I sat in front of the beautiful doctor.
"Still often stay up late and eat late, huh?" asked the woman in the white coat. His name is Hanum, Aidan's classmate in high school and recently we've become quite close, because of the frequent checks back and forth.
I nodded. "That's how it is."
Hanum just shook his head. "Don't because of the demands of work, so ignore your health, Mrs. Yasmin. If it gets worse, don't even hold both of them."
I chuckled. "Okay, Mrs. Doctor. So ... can you just give me the prescription, please?"
"Have you tried the advice I gave yesterday?" he asked, scribbling something on the paper.
I frown a little. "You mean vacation?"
Hanum nodded.
"Not yet, I still have to—"
"Come on, you promised you would apologize to your own body by not continuing like this, Yasmin. Remember, a promise is a promise, even if it's to yourself!" cut Hanum by putting on a fierce look.
I was annoyed. "It's nice to have a vacation alone anyway. You know, right, I don't have any friends."
"Ibra?"
"He has to go to school. We only meet on weekends, that's if there's no sudden event."
"Tell Aidan to ask Ibra's school permission, for 2 or 3 days."
I even laughed a little. "That's like asking him to take the moon. It's not going to happen. Never mind, I'll think about it later. Quick, here's the recipe."
As usual, Hanum did not move and immediately handed over a piece of prescription paper. After that, I said goodbye and had to wait a while longer to redeem the medicine at the hospital pharmacy.
While waiting for the call, I usually keep myself busy with recording orders for this month. I've touched on social media since that incident. I'm still using the green app, and that's with a new number and only the closest people and customers know.
Not long after my name was called, after taking and making payments I immediately went out. However, just arriving at the main exit which happened to be adjacent to the emergency room, I seemed to see someone with a familiar face.
The figure had just been unloaded from the ambulance and was lying weakly on the gurney. Even though it's covered in blood, I can still recognize it.
"Aidan?"
I looked around, wondering if there might be another family there. No, no one I know. Out of curiosity, I went to one of the officers and asked about the patient who had just been brought in.
It turned out that Aidan was one of five victims of a series of accidents that caused serious injuries. I said right away that we knew each other and luckily I still have pictures of us before the divorce as proof.
"Sorry, may I know what is your relationship with the victim? For data entry purposes."
I swallowed heavily. "Man...sister, I am his sister."
"Okay. Please sign here, for approval for surgery because the patient has a fracture in the leg. After that, please register at the front."
I read for a moment the writing on the paper the officer handed me, then put my signature on it. Then immediately went to the registration desk and returned to the emergency room, to coincide with Aidan who was about to be brought by several men and women in white uniforms.
I wanted to follow them, but I was stopped when one of the nurses said, "Sorry ma'am. Here are the patient's clothes and belongings."
I received the blood-stained clothes, there was also a jacket, wallet, and ... ring box, which made me immediately pensive. Is he going to propose to someone?
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