MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 61 BEGINS TO UNFOLD

After breakfast and taking care of Arka's mas, Yola and I went to my mother-in-law's house. Because whatsapp bi Yati number is not active. Even his cell phone number can't be reached.

"Mas, Yola and I went to Mom's house for a bit...Arka just wait at home." Pamitku on the Arka mas.

No matter what the circumstances, Mas Arka was my husband. So far I have kept my mother's teachings. That wherever the wife goes must be permission on the husband.

We are indeed not able to invite Arka mas, because the conditions are not possible.

We were worried that something might happen to Arka's mas on the road. Our energy will not be strong enough to lift it.

We took off in an online taxi Yola had booked through her mobile app. And Yola also said she wanted to buy me a new cell phone for my communications.

That's why we can't bring Arka's mas with us. We'll stop by a shopping mall.

Arriving at the mother's house, we found a quiet mother's house. The door of the house was tightly closed. We looked around, and both shrugged.

I knocked on the door and said hello. Many times Yola and I took turns doing it, but the door of the house was not open.

I asked the next door neighbor. Maybe there'll be information about my mother-in-law.

"Assynoltom..." I said hello to the house next door. Before long an old woman came out. I recognized him because he often helped bi Sumi in the kitchen.

"Waalaikumsalam.." replied Mrs Tuti. Then we asked where my mother-in-law was.

Yola and I were shocked to hear Tuti's words. If it turns out my mother-in-law has been treated in the hospital for almost a week.

I'm asking at the hospital where my mother-in-law is being treated. After getting an answer, Yola and I rushed towards there.

Along the way, Yola and I just kept quiet. I felt my own guilt. Regret yourself why at a time like this, I do not even know at all about the condition of my mother-in-law.

Unaware I sobbed. And my sobbing was apparently heard by Yola. He grabbed my shoulder and hugged me tightly.

"Already, Ar. Don't blame yourself. Nobody wants this situation. Patience..ikhlas, yes?" yola said as her hand patted my shoulder softly.

Yola seemed to understand how I felt. Yola can understand my feelings. It was one of the things that made me feel very comfortable being friends with Yola.

I nodded slowly. I rubbed my tears slowly on my cheeks. As hard as I can, I try to face everything.

Soon we arrived at the hospital where my mother-in-law was treated. And we immediately searched for information on where my mother-in-law's room was being treated, according to information from Tuti's mother earlier.

Arriving at my mother's ward, I was really surprised to see her condition. So did Yola who was just silently peeking at the entrance.

My mother-in-law was lying weakly in a small bed. The condition is very similar to Arka mas at the beginning of treatment and also my father-in-law when treated first before exhaling his last breath.

Throughout his body many medical devices were installed. And some hoses are connected with the monitor screen.

The sound of the monitor screen made my hair bristling. I stared at the screen. My heart rate still sounds stable.

On a small sofa chair, bi Yati fell asleep curled up. He seems to be very tired.

Yola and I went to the bed where my mother-in-law lay. I grabbed the old hand that had started to wrinkle.

Yola approached me and hugged me tightly. I just kept crying. Tears I can no longer hold.

The sound of my crying made bi Yati wake up from her sleep. He hurriedly moved away from the small sofa.

"Mom Aryani.when did you come? Mommy all right? How's Mr Arka doing, ma'am?" tanya bi Yati.

Then bi Yati's eyes looked at Yola. Although the bi Yati I was assigned to clean Yola's house, and Yola paid for it, but they've never met.

They communicate only through phone. That's because Yola I gave her bi Yati's number. So that Yola can give the task directly to bi Yati.

"This is Miss Yola. He just came home yesterday afternoon" I replied trying to tell bi Yati.

Bi Yati directly approached Yola and gave her greetings. I did not expect that Yola would immediately grab onto bi Yati's body and hold her tightly.

I never thought about their closeness to such an extent. Yola is a good person. He never distinguished anyone in his company.

Then Yola took bi Yati sitting back to the sofa. I'm still standing on the side of my mother-in-law's bed.

"Bi, please explain to us how the mother is. And why did you get to the treatment and why no one told Aryani" asked Yola.

Instead of answering, bi Yati even cried as she pleased. I approached them. Yola relented, giving her a seat to me.

"Tell me, Bi. We won't blame or scold Auntie" I said, patting bi Yati on the shoulder.

Bi Yati wiped away her tears, and started to stop her crying. Then bi Yati started telling me everything in detail.

A few days ago, I fell in the bathroom and fainted. Bi Yati with the help of some neighbors, moved the mother to the room, and tried to wake the mother from her stupor.

After the mother woke up, before long the mother felt very weak. Then bi Yati and the neighbors took the initiative to bring the mother to the Hospital.

Bi Yati can't reach me because her phone is missing. According to bi Yati, his phone he put in his room that night, but tomorrow morning is no longer there, when in bi Yati stay cooking in the kitchen.

Bi Yati used to come to my house, but she said my house was locked. And it looks lonely. Maybe I'm just being sane.

Because ever since the accident, I've always locked the door even if I'm just away for a little while.

"At that time, I also went to my mother's house. But said the neighbor, mother to the hospital. I searched this hospital, but I didn't see you. Then when I got home again, there was a paper bag containing bread on the terrace table. Is that the mother who put it down?" my many.

Bi Yati nodded in agreement. That day bi Yati drove my mother-in-law to the Hospital for check-up.

At home, I wanted to stop by my house. But my house is locked. Because it had waited long enough, and it had begun to afternoon, finally mother left the bread that was deliberately purchased for me on the terrace table.

My mother-in-law and bi Yati have called me many times, but my number cannot be reached. The number is also inactive.

I was stunned to hear about Bima. Why can't Bima's number be dialed? Or maybe after that event, Bima deactivated her phone?

Yola and I looked back. For a moment we kept quiet, trying to figure out what we thought about Bima was right.

"Fix! He must have done it all!" yola's words surprised me and bi Yati.