Devotion (A Devotion)
The Stone of Mirah Pomegranate
Later that night, I was admitted to a hospital located in the Kalibanteng area. The nearest hospital that serves Mas Hadi office insurance.
Mas Hadi followed to the treatment room in the afternoon with the children. Incidentally, their school was not far from the hospital. They stayed at the hospital because no one was watching. You can go to school from here in the morning.
Since it's not a contagious disease, I let them sleep in this room. Izal the very spoiled youngest certainly cannot be left behind. Ivan was more mature actually, but he chose to go to the hospital. Better to come here. Adi chose to stay home. To eat already prepared instant noodles and some bread.
My body temperature is not normal. The pain in the lower abdomen is still felt even though it was not as painful as the previous day. The nausea no longer appears. The pelvis is still throbbing painfully. I tried to close my eyes after the nurse checked and injected painkillers. The kids are already sounding up with his dad in extra-bed.
The hospital room I was treated in was very dark. Probably because the lights were off. I tried to get up from my position asleep in bed. Can't do. My hands flailing. There's nothing I can grab as a grip.
*****
In a field, a faceless man wearing a bamboo cone hood carried a sack. From a distance, I saw him take off a burlap sack rope containing a blackish-green animal. The little animal jumped at me enthusiastically. The mucus from the skin of the beast's breath sticks to this body. The smell of fishy and wet mud jumped every animal moved closer. Disgusting.
I shook my hand to drive the beast away. Instantly his sharp canine teeth bit this fingers. I flicked my legs to get them out of my body. The more I flick, the more their bites grip. The beast shrouded my stomach which was enduring the pain. Bite every inch of the stomach. Tearing his skin to pieces came out three small black sparkling stones.
“Go home, I want to go home!” I shouted in the ablution.
Sweat is getting worse on the body. Unrestrained pain in the lower abdominal area. The beasts were gripping strong and sharp. Like a catut that forcibly plucks something in my body. Yeah, they took it. Taking what's stored in my uterine ducts.
There was a feeling of airiness in this abdominal cavity after the slimy beast moved away carrying all three stones from my body. Cold sweat drenched the head.
“Back, Mas. Home!” I shake my head at the sign of not wanting to be in this hospital. “I want to go home!” my tears were stunned considering the bite of the green beast. Animals that incarnate getting bigger, slimy, and rancid. They licked this whole body mercilessly.
My neck feathers goosebumps as the faceless man heads towards me. The closer, the man stepped towards me, the more nervous my heart rhythm became. Visible look green eyes staring straight and sharp.
“I'm from the south coast,” the message so I can remember who he is. His voice echoed in his hearing. He received three stones brought by his pet green frog, then stepped away.
*****
“Sst! You're having nightmares again?” Mas Hadi was by my side with the guard nurse who was about to replace the infusion.
My body almost jumped when I realized, it turned out that the faceless figure earlier, was a nurse who was standing in the dim light of the room. The hooded woman, bent over to inject the medicine into the infusion attached to the back of my hand.
Nightmares again in the middle of the night. I spit to the left three times. As Allah's Apostle taught when dreaming is bad and frightening while thinking. Still in tears, I embraced Mas Hadi who came with the children this afternoon to take care of me. “I want to go home.”
“What do you see?” I asked Mas Hadi when the nurse closed the door.
“Green frog. A great deal. They took my stomach. There is a faceless man with a scary eye highlight.”
“It looks like someone is trying to send you magic to harm you. It's okay, I told the man to go.”
“Kok, Mas know. Indeed who sent so to me?”
“Ya don't know. May not like you.”
“Am I a bad person, until someone doesn't like it? Who doesn't like me?”
“Jawab alone, you are evil or not. Maybe someone doesn't like you getting pregnant.”
Am I a bad guy? Why would anyone want to hurt? Why does anyone not like me? What doesn't he like? Wouldn't you like it if I was pregnant? Or with my attitude?
Mas Hadi was weird. Kok, know-knows anyone wants to harm and bewitch so I don't get pregnant. I remember, since the return from Jogja some time ago, there was another with Mas Hadi. He likes to talk about things that don't make sense, supernatural.
“The gold ring is not good for men. Illegal men wear gold jewelry.” Mas Hadi released a mating cicin that had been fifteen years coiled on his ring finger.
It is true that the reason given by Mas Hadi. According to some of the references I read, atoms in gold are able to penetrate into the skin through pores and into human blood. If a man wears a certain amount of gold and for a long period of time, then the impact is caused: in the blood and urine will contain gold atoms in levels that exceed the limit. If it happens for a long time, it will lead to Alzheimer's disease.
However, taking off the wedding ring without any sign that he was married made me a little uneasy. Especially after some time he said that many think he is still single.
“Si Nisa can't believe you know, if I already have three children,” he said with a serious face.
“Lho, do the other friends know, your son three. Nisa new huh?”
“Iya, even she volunteered herself to be a wife.”
I smiled amusedly. “You want to be your wife?”
“Lho, how, anyway. Many people want to be my wife,” she said proud.
Pride is out of place. As a married man, it should show a new person, that he has a family. Not even happy there is a woman who wants to be his wife, while he has a wife and children at home. I can only smile wryly. Really sucks.
“You don't believe it? Here I was given the famous agate ring when I served in Jogja, Batu Mirah Pomegranate. Good stone he said. It could affect for the women to fall in love with me the word that gives.”
The man I called Mas Hadi showed me a bright red rock. I glared in disbelief. Wearing agate rings after removing the wedding ring, just to lure women? Is that true? “Who gave?” manya curious. Not usually my husband likes trinkets accessories.
“Ancusers. When I flinched due to a sprain in Jogja.”
I saw that he kept pecking himself with the ring on his ring finger. A proud smile for the ring of the Mirah Pomegranate, as if she was transformed into someone else for me.
“What did you buy? Can't be in love?”
“Ga buy, just thanks dowry.”
“Same aja. How much?”
“Five hundred fifty thousand.”
Subhanallah! “Sampeyan, remove the wedding ring, only to be able to wear cheap agate in order to tempt women?” I pat the top of my head with my palm. It's ridiculous!
“Eh, make no mistake. This Mirah Pomegranate is a rare stone. The incandescent said, This belongs to the kings of old. This stone is called Ratnaraj, king of precious stones.”
Duh, I was even more horrified to see the influence of the stone on Mas Hadi
“This Stone of Mirah Pomegranate, can keep from danger or threat from bad people.” He stopped for a moment. “This stone of Mirah Pomegranate is also a symbol of love, passion, strength, power and wisdom. Anyway, this stone is useful for those who use. Moreover, it can affect women when they see the men who wear this. Easy to fall in love.”
“Shirk believes the same agate, Mas! Sampeyan has a wife and children. Still think of another woman!” It feels good to listen to his explanation of the reasons for using Mirah Pomegranate agate.
His smile made me not believe. As a result of removing the wedding ring so it is like that. Now, believe someone sent disease into my body because someone didn't like, or maybe didn't like me getting pregnant with a girl.
That night, I went to sleep thinking, who wants to harm me?
Pain in the stomach, cramps, and other pain is not felt until the morning before. Has that little green and slimy animal herder taken away my sickness?
