
One month Humaira did not come home. The task demands her to part with the woman she loves, Ummi. If he is not on duty, he is more locked in the room. In addition to having to isolate yourself if not on duty, it's time to rest. No friends to confide in. Santi and the two took turns in their duties. So rarely do I get a chance to joke.
Today he took the vicall with Ummi. The shinders have spilled. Every chance he always does. Also with Sandy.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ummi" the voice on the other side answered softly. Humaira. Worriedly.
"Ummi's sick?" Ummi did not answer. There seemed to be a heavy breath heard even though it was slow.
"It's just a normal fever, Mai. Ummi yesterday after the rain came home from the house of Ustadzah Zubaidah" looks pale ummi face. Ummi's hardship. By ourselves. Sick anyway. If it's like this, two want to go home quickly.
"You're healthy, aren't you, nduk?" Ummi asked back.
"Ummi healthy. Who's in the house besides ummi?" Humaira could not hide her anxiety.
"So ummi was accompanied by Handi and her sister, Fatma. Thank God, they stopped almost every day. Just looking at ummi. Sometimes Handi is with her mother" Ummi encourages Humaira. He couldn't hold his tears. There was regret in his heart. He is willing to take care of others. But umminya is sick alone, she is not able to take care of him.
"Have you eaten, Mai?" Ummi asked back. Humaira instead of answering, her stuffing grew louder. He could not suppress his feelings.
"May .... Ummi is okay. Many people care about Ummi. You don't have to worry. Now you have to pay attention to your health. Don't eat hard, yeah!" Ummi knew very well that Humaira had the hardest time eating. A little like that. No wonder his body can never be fat.
"Mai .. none of them are coincidences. The fallen leaf in the wind is arranged by God. So don't worry Ummi"
"Ummi, .. forgive Mai, yes. Mai can't be a good boy. Mai can't take care of Ummi while sick like this" Her tears keep flowing. Ummi looks smiling. That smile she missed besides the embrace of love.
"Mai ... what you are doing right now could be your way to Ummi. Don't be sad, yes dear" Ah ummi always was. Very clever lying. Covering sadness. Even if you are sick.
"Mai .. is yes. Ummi prayers for you. May Allah protect you, yes nduk" ummi touch the mobile phone screen, kiss dear. Humaira. The crying has stopped. But the air is still brebesmili.
Just now Mai closed her phone. Ringing call beeping.
" Hello, Miss Tuti, yes. Yes ma'am is there anything I can do?" Humaira understands that Tuti's mom is calling there will be a new assignment.
"You better hurry here huh" the voice across seemed heavy. Something's going on, Humaira guess.
"A pick-up is heading to the hotel. You get ready yeah. When you get to my room, Mai!"
"Good, mom. I went straight down to the lobby" Humaira immediately cleared up. Then to the lobby. It just so happened to be afternoon. Should be the day he's off. He arrived at the hotel this morning.
Like a confused person. He's looking for Humaira here and there. Asked the nurses but no one knew. There is important news to be delivered. Humaira is like lost in the earth. Is it possible that he drowned in the Corona Ocean?
Bu Tuti greeted Santi. It just so happened that he saw Santi like a dazed person. A caring mother to the nurses.
"Why are you like a man of confusion?" He patted Santi on the back. Santi was surprised and looked back. Mrs Tuti smiled. Santi explained who he was looking for. He forgot that Humaira is on holiday.
"I want him to know this info right away, ma'am" Santi put on a disappointed face for not finding what he was looking for. Ms. Tuti calmed down and kept smiling. His smile reconciled the heart.
"Swimming, San. Better come with me, yuk" Bu Tuti took Santi to a room. Santi was not calm, it was astonished and curious. Where am I going to take you? Santi wondered in his heart.
When the door opened, someone was sitting crying. The woman covered her face with both palms. Yes, that woman Humaira.
"Humaira, you ?"
"Yes, Santi. I already know" Humaira got up from her seat. He hugged Santi.
Doctor Fahri today collapsed while on duty. Yesterday, he and Humaira had a long chat in the cafeteria. Rarely meet because of different shif. No wonder they talked for a long time. It was time for rest. Humaira had just finished her job when she saw Fahri's doctor. No sign of pain.
Humaira and Santi look at Fahri's doctor lying down. He hasn't made it out of his stupor. They could only look at him from behind the glass.