Devotion (A Devotion)
Trichomoniasis-2
The afternoon sky with the sun is reddish yellow, cheerful. I saw a shade of trees falling on the block paving road as it was about to enter the house. Dip the spoiled leaves in black on top of the paving.
Coming home from the hospital I'm putting my body in bed. The pain and pain made it hard for me to move. Grinding in the area of the pelvis throbbing. Hot burning**************** is very torturous. It felt like embers were burning every part of it, sick.
“Bu, Sister has not finished her task. But want to play ball first on the field.”
“Solve first dong, Dek,” I replied grimacing in pain.
The sound of children playing ball sounds cheerful on the field. Every afternoon they gather in the field without an appointment. Whatever happens, playing ball is a bond of heart among the boys in the complex. After Azar when the weather is clear, without any command they form a team and fight each other to seize plastic balls.
The harvest is over when one of the mothers calls the impromptu footballer, I see Azan Magrib, the plastic ball is broken or thrown outside the complex fence and can not be taken again. When that happened, the sweaty faces would return to their homes.
“Later at night,” screams already running.
I continue to enjoy the tambourine. My body is getting weaker. The waist begins to feel pain and pain like when experiencing a late period. My body temperature is not stable. Appetite no longer greets themselves.
Every time you want to eat or drink, this memory goes back to the disgusting photos of Mas and Nofi's intimacy. When I was about to stand up, I was jolted by Mas Hadi's clasping when I advised. My body is empty again. There is no spirit to live. What am I living for?
What if I'm sick with contagious? Aids? HIV? Gonorrhea? Where can I get sick from? Who is infecting?
Waiting for lab results is still a week away. Hearts are uncertain. Still fresh memories of the functional cyst verdict some time ago, now have to deal with a disease that I do not know because of what.
“That's why don't be a saint. Saying other people are not good, in fact yourself hurt genitals.”
I did not expect Mas Hadi's reaction to be like that when I explained about the possibilities mentioned by Doctor Melisa about venereal diseases caused by **** free, alternating couples with unknown background.
Heartache, of course. How not to be hurt, I am a woman of self-preservation and honor. It is precisely he who can not take care of himself and his honor for me, instead accused me of being a holy pretender. I just want to open the eyes of his heart and mind, that changing partners is a danger of risk. Moreover, do not know who has ever been in contact with Nofi and her ex-husband. Her husband cheated on her with a bad woman.
I don't know what they've done. Do I have to endure this unfavorable condition? Enduring a tormented heart, not surviving is the same as letting a demon clap. Apalgi Mas Hadi is still with his charms. It is worthy and can be abandoned.
“Can be left out, does not mean to be left out, Cint,” advises Sherly as we chatted at Meatball Geger yesterday.
“Love is what the hell? Love is to lead one to goodness, to the divine riddho. Do you think your husband and Nofi are love? Wasn't it! That's not love. That's satanic lust, Cint.”
“Do you have to survive?”
“Hust!” said Sherly spirit.
Iri saw the spirit of the woman who was wrapped gracefully in the pink flowering dress. Her face without make up looks natural. Since he embraced Islam, the hijab has never escaped his head.
“Do not let the devil destroy your household.”
Hearing the word of the devil, my heart was about to defeat him. However, I also have to take a self-assert. What kind of husband should I keep? Musical and adulterous husband?
“But, Sher. I am a woman who keeps honor. Do I have to survive with adulteress men?”
“If you are patient, your husband repents and gets guidance because of you, then a great field of reward for you makes a musician come back to faith.”
“Is there a time?”
“Why aren't you sure? Allah is the All-Turning. The supreme power against that demon, when you were decriminalized, you’ed a favor for him. Allah is Forgiving. Forgive your husband, but no need to forgive Nofi.”
“Sick, Sher,” I whispered slowly.
I listened to Sherly's advice in silence and looked at her. Is Mas Hadi good for me?
“Not necessarily your husband who is not good now, is something bad. He may be sent by God to you, to be good in that way. Huge reward, if he repents because of you.”
‘A big thing, if Mas Hadi repents because of me’, that sentence makes my eyes condense. God, am I not grateful?
*****
“Trichomonas.” Dr. Melisa read the lab paper I passed.
“What is it, Doc?”
I had read the lab results sheet when it was handed over by the officer. Curiosity about what happened led me to forcefully open the envelope. However, it is not clear to me what is the ‘Trichomonas’ bacteria detected in my body.
“Tricomoniasis is a sexually transmitted disease, Mom. It is caused by the parasite Trichomonas vaginalis. Trichomoniasis can actually be prevented by safe sexual behavior, which is not changing sexual partners and using ****.”
“Kok I can get hit, Doc?”
“Tricomoniasis is transmitted through sexual intercourse, Mom. In addition to sexual intercourse, sharing the use of tools**** with trichomoniasis sufferers can also transmit this disease. Trichomoniasis often causes no symptoms. Even without symptoms, someone suffering from trichomoniasis can still transmit it to others.
Trichomoniasis is caused by the parasite Trichomonas vaginalis, which is spread through sexual intercourse. This parasite can also be transmitted through sharing using tools*** that are not cleaned first.
The risk of trichomoniasis occurs in people who often change sexual partners, do not use ****** during sexual intercourse, have suffered from trichomoniasis, have suffered from sexually transmitted diseases.
“What are the symptoms, Doc?” I want to match what I'm experiencing.
“Most, anyway, trichomoniasis sufferers do not feel any symptoms, Mom. But the patient can transmit trichomoniasis. If there are symptoms, usually complaints will appear 5-28 days after being infected," explained the oriental-faced woman looking at me.
Trying to count down since I felt this symptom, until I found evidence Mas Hadi went with Nofi. I can't count and track time.
“This is some sign, Mom. Can be characterized by a lot of vaginal discharge and fishy smell, greenish-yellow discharge, can be thick or diluted, and foaming, itching accompanied by burning and redness in the area ******, pain during sexual intercourse or while urinating.”
Pain down there as soon as you hear the words of Doctor Melisa. The pain is unstoppable when urinating. Whiz!
“Should, Mom's husband also need to see a doctor. Must be treated also so as not to cause back and forth effects.”
I'm nodding. How to take it, if I'm sick still to blame?
“This I prescribed metronidazole. Consumed 2 times a day, for 5-7 days, yes, ma'am. During the treatment period, you should not have sex until you recover. You should avoid consuming alcoholic beverages 24 hours after taking metronidazole, as it can cause nausea and vomiting.”
The woman wrote me a recipe for a few days.
“If Mom complies well , usually recover in seven days. But, you need to check back within 3 weeks to 3 months after treatment, to make sure you are reinfected or not. Trichomoniasis in women can make sufferers more susceptible to HIV infection, Mom."
Doctor Melisa's closing line makes me nervous. HIV? The disease I have been afraid of.
Fretful and shaky, I left Doctor Melisa's office. The nurse offered me a wheelchair, but I refused.
[Do I have to stay, Sher?] my message to Sherly is in disarray.
The twilight sky of Semarang City is moving into the night. I walked home with an increasingly troubled heart.
