Tasya sobbed while hitting her husband's chest as if trying to channel the pain in his heart with that small punch. The atmosphere in this room looks very stuffy because they are all silent so that Tasya's crying sound is shrill and pitiful.
"Sifana, you must do everything according to our plan," whispered Elsa in the poor woman's ear.
I looked at the middle-aged woman's face with a confused feeling, my tears were reminiscing to make my vision blurry. "You also have to keep your promise and give the money as compensation for what what I have done," I said with trembling lips, very sad to see the tears, Tasya, and it was because of me, I am the actor who slipped into their happy life.
The guilt got bigger when I saw a little girl who was about 4 years old standing still looking at her parents with a confused look. She is Liora, son of Sadam and also Tasya.
"Daddy, Mommy why?" I heard the little girl's voice spoke shakily, as if to share what was felt by the woman who had given birth to him.
"Honey, come here," I said as I approached Liora-Liora very close to me and the little boy stepped on his feet.
Came up to me with his arms outstretched, ready to get a hug from me.
"Don't you dare touch my son! A bitch like you doesn't deserve to touch my daughter's body with those dirty hands of yours." Tasya looked at me with hatred as if I was a very disgusting creature, I could only be silent with my head bowed in shame.
"Tasya, watch your words! Sifana is now the legal wife, Sadam did you forget." Damar looked at Tasya with disapproval.
"I suspect, if this is all a plan, Mama and Papa because you guys have been wanting to separate me from, Tasya." Saddam stares towards his parents with sharp irises. "Your plans will never succeed because I will never leave Tasya and her," the man pointed at Sifana. "Only servants in this house."
I looked at Sadam's back, starting to move away carrying the child
and also his wife, I deserve all the insults and all these insults, yes for the sake of money and for the sake of the people I love very much, I am willing to sacrifice my life.
"Mr. Damar, Mrs. Elsa," I played with my fingers which were already wet from the cold sweat that made them moist.
"You are our son-in-law, so you can call us by name, Mama and Papa." Elsa confirmed that Sifana was
daughter-in-law from now on. To be honest, Elsa would prefer Sifana to be Sadam's wife rather than Tasya.
"Okay, Ma, Pa," I still stutter when I speak because I'm still not used to calling them by that name. "Can I ask for the money you have promised now because I have to go to the hospital," I continued by taking a deep breath as if to strengthen my heart so that these tears would not fall.
Pathetic.
I saw Mr. Damar reach into his cell phone he typed something
there and after finishing, the man showed the screen of his cellphone in front of me while saying. "I have sent 50 million to your account." The man put his phone away again when he saw I had nodded my head in understanding.
"Go now, we'll be here for a few days to protect you from Sadam and Tasya's tantrums," I nodded my head.
Forced smile.
Soewandhie Hospital, Surabaya-one of the big hospitals in this city and can be said to be middle to lower class.
I got off the online motorcycle taxi, I didn't forget to give one 100 thousand rupiah, and then I returned the motorcycle taxi driver's helmet which had been
stuck to my head all the way to the hospital earlier. I immediately ran into the hospital, but my steps suddenly stopped when the online motorcycle taxi driver called me.
"Sis… sis… sis! The return
not yet."
"Sir, just take the change," after speaking I resumed my steps into this hospital. I hear faintly
The online motorcycle taxi driver thanked him several times.
I just entered the hospital, the smell of medicine immediately bursting into my sense of smell, I saw the lobby of this hospital was full of people passing by and there was also a doctor pushing his patient who was sitting in a wheelchair, there was also a family who sobbing because one of their family members had died, I could tell very easily from the two doctors who were carrying a patient whose whole body is covered by a bone-white cloth.
I got into the elevator which happened to be open, I pressed the button where the people I love the most are and are waiting for me with pain gnawing at his body.
"Yes, God, please let the person I love recover because I have done everything I can to get this money, to pay for his medical expenses," I stepped out of the elevator after the door opened again.
Several times I took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled from my mouth, with trembling hands and also my heart
steady, steady so as not to show the sadness and destruction that I have
feel in front of him. Only then did I turn the doorknob.
"Sis Sifa, it's here, I've been waiting for this, Sis Sifa came because Anggun really misses her," the voice that I really miss as if to warm the whole of my chest, her sweet smile makes the spirit of my life back again, I was down, but I realized now he needs me to accompany him in this world.
Anggun Kirana, a 10-year-old child she is my sister who I love very much, after our parents left she is the only family I have now, only Anggun I have at first our lives were fine, but after I found out there was cancer who secretly gnawed at his small body made me shattered to the point that he ended up becoming a second wife whom he didn't consider-Mr Sadam.
I hug that small and fragile body, then I rub the top his head and landed a few kisses on it. Now I turn to cup her face gently with my hands, I stare at the pale lips and also a white face like cloth, it hurts my heart to see my sister who I love so much like this, but Anggun never wants to look sick in front of me, she even always smiles in front of me as if to say that everything will be fine. But if I'm not in front of her, Anggun will cry feeling the pain that gnaws at her body who knows how many times I see the pain silently behind her.
'I may think of you as a bitch, but a brother's love for his sister makes me crazy, crazy for having justified
all kinds of ways, isn't it like that, Mas Sadam'