Chapter 32
Sister Winda was brought in and the door was closed tightly. Mama Mas Azzam hugged me tightly, from her lips she continued to chant prayers for the safety of Sister Winda and her baby.
"Sis, you must be strong!" I said to myself. Mas Azzam, who had just arrived, could only stand stunned at the door of the operating room. He glanced at me then smiled and approached me.
"You already know Winda's last request, right, Ra? I hope you can fulfill it," he said, glancing at Umami who was standing beside me.
I also turned to Umami because I wanted to know her reaction. Umami smiled and nodded, her eyes were so shady I felt at that time.
"Sorry, Mas. We don't have to fulfill all the last requests of people who are about to die. Besides, I never agreed to it when Sister Winda said that!" I replied curtly.
I don't want to be a slave to the game of life, how can we always comply with the last request like that. Except maybe the request from our parents, it also has to be seen what the request is like.
"But, Ra. This is Winda's request, she is dying and must really want her wish to be fulfilled in her last moments of life!" said Mas Azzam.
"By sacrificing my happiness? Sorry, Mas, it's enough for me to give in to you guys. I also have my own life, I'm sorry!" I said annoyed. I intend to leave the hospital, I have nothing to do with them anymore. Am I wrong if I choose my own opinion.
"Clara ... you don't love Mama anymore? You don't want to be Mama's daughter-in-law anymore?" Mas Azzam's mother asked while crying making my steps stop.
I approached the woman who looked increasingly old, I hugged her with great affection. The feeling of longing for my mother immediately seeped into the surface of my heart.
"Sorry, Ma. Clara really loves Mama, but to be Mama's daughter-in-law again ... Clara can't," I complained in a low voice.
The calm and quiet atmosphere suddenly changed when a baby's cry was heard, which was very loud and loud. Everyone present there smiled happily, that must have been the voice of Kak Winda's daughter. He has been born safely. However, what about the fate of his mother? I hope that Sis Winda is also safe and can recover as before, I pray in my heart.
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"Oh, my God, your baby is cute, Zam. It's so cute!" Mas Azzam's mother exclaimed.
We were huddled in front of the nursery, from the glass wall we could see inside. Mas Azzam's baby was fast asleep in his incubator. Mas Azzam had just finished calling his son Azani. A sudden emotion arose in my heart, sorry for Sister Winda. She can't see her child yet because she's still in a coma.
Her blood pressure suddenly rose, she was bleeding and coupled with her other illnesses made her body unable to survive. Sis Winda's consciousness dropped until she finally fell into a coma. Luckily he can still survive, it's a pity for his son if he's doing nothing.
"Hey, just daydreaming. You want to have a child like that? Let's get married, come on!" Umam whispered in my ear.
I reflexively elbowed her waist, she groaned in pain. Feel it, just interrupt my preoccupation with daydreaming. Mas Azzam turned to us, then looked back into the nursery. I looked at the watch on my hand, it's been a long time since I are here. Besides, Sis Winda is in a coma, there's nothing else to do here. I'd better go home.
"Mom, I'm going home, okay? God willing, tomorrow I will come again," I said goodbye to Mas Azzam's mother.
"Yes, Ra. Thank you for accompanying Mama here," he replied.
"Ah, Mama. Don't say thank you. Yes, then I'll say goodbye. Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam," said Mas Azzam's mother and then hugged me. Umami also did the same thing, she said goodbye to everyone who was there. Then followed behind me. Arriving at the car, Umami asked me to eat first. I was already hungry. , so immediately said yes without much protest. Umami invited me to eat at a fast food restaurant near the hospital.
"Ra," Umami called hesitantly. I, who was watching my surroundings, turned to her.
"What's wrong, Umam?" I asked.
"Me ...want to propose to you. Next week I will come with my family. Do you want to be my wife?" I was stunned to hear Umami's words just now. He proposed to me?
"I....." My tongue felt so numb.
"You don't need to answer now, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow doesn't matter either. The important thing is before Sunday night you have given an answer. Can you?" asked Umami again.
I nodded and then smiled at her. The food we ordered has arrived, we enjoyed it in silence. I still can't believe that Umam will propose to me.
I keep thinking, even when I get home I still keep thinking.
"Hey, what kind of devil did this beautiful sister of mine have? You've been blank all this time?" Cleo's shrill voice woke me up.
"What the heck. Stupid!" I said.
"Gosh, why the hell, Ma'am. Not as usual?" asked Cleo while dropping her weight next to me. I took a deep breath, then exhaled so that my chest felt comfortable.
"Umam said she wanted to come apply next Sunday," I replied.
"What! Is this for real? Then, Ma'am, do you agree?"
"Not yet Ma'am answer, still confused with my own heart."
"Halah, ladies and gentlemen. Accept it, you still like him, right? Or do you want to be Mas Azzam's wife again?"
"Recklessly! Ma'am I don't want to be his wife anymore even though it's a request from someone who almost died!"
"So, what are you waiting for, just accept Mas Umam's proposal. Obviously Mas Umam is better everywhere. He's a doctor, so handsome, he's even better." It's true what Cleo said, Umam is perfect and surely many girls want to be his wife. One of them is the Angel.
"What's going on, it looks like the conversation is really serious?" asked Papa, who had just returned from the mosque.
"Eh, Papa. Come here, Pa. There is great news!" Cleo pulled Papa to sit with us. Papa was sitting between me and Cleo. He turned to Cleo and then to me.
"What big news is that?" asked Papa then.
To be continue