The Decapitation of Wounds
Chapter 21

A few days after the incident, I got a call from Mas Boby. My sister-in-law brought me some bad news. He told Mas Dudy that he had an accident.

"A car at high speed hits him, An. Dudy's in a coma right now" Mas Boby said, surprising me.

"Oh, god!" pekiku. My body was like a dreg. I felt like I could not stand up.

"What's up, An?" tanya Wak Ipah rushed over.

"Mas Dudy was in an accident, Wak," I said in a panic. "He's in a coma!"

"What?!" yang Wak Ipah was surprised.

"We have to go to the hospital now, wak. I want to see how Mas Dudy is."

"Yes, yes, we're going to the hospital now" Wak Ipah said immediately.

Oh, my God, why is the endless trials coming at me? I haven't had time to breathe with relief, a new ordeal came upon me, making my breath become congested.

"What's this about? Where are you going, An?" ask Faisal who just came in.

"We're going to the hospital" Wak Ipah answered quickly. "Dudy's accident."

Faisal looked surprised for a moment. "Well, what if he had an accident? Isn't there Ika, his wife?" What a sinister attitude Faisal. So great was he harboring hatred for Mas Dudy.

"Don't do it, Sal! Don't get carried away with revenge. Dudy's getting a disaster right now. It's only appropriate that Ani visit her."

"What's he going to be?" faisal asked again, still with a cynical attitude.

"He's in a coma" I said.

"Maybe karma has come to her by now."

"Ah, this is you," said Wak Ipah. "You want to come along? We're leaving now."

"Yes, I'm coming."

All the way to the hospital my mind floated somewhere. All sorts of bad shadows flashed. What will happen next, God? I hope it's not a bad thing anymore. I'm weary...

The faces of my children and Mas Dudy were playing in plain sight. The beautiful shadows of the past and the painful events of yesterday came to pass. Swirling around in memory. It's like watching a movie in every corner of my life. A story that ended up. Leave wounds.

My tears are slowly dripping. I realize I still love him very much. Hearing him hurt, my heart ached. But he doesn't know that. In her eyes I was an unfaithful wife. He never knew about my heart. He never knew about my loyalty.

"Why crying?" cetus Faisal with ketus.

"It's okay" I said slowly.

"Stupid! I know you're crying over him."

"Can't I cry for my husband?"

"You still think of him as a husband?"

"We're not divorced yet."

Faisal snorted in annoyance. "I think in this day and age there is no more such foolish woman. But it turns out I was wrong. That stupid woman is my own sister."

"Enough, Sal!" bentak Wak Ipah's.

But I'm lazy to talk. Let Faisal talk what he likes. I just kept quiet while looking at the rows of cars that crowded the highway. Everyone moves slowly in traffic. You can just leave without being able to do anything.

Arriving at the hospital I was immediately greeted by the embrace and sobs of Bu Iskandar. My mother-in-law looked pale and sad. This must have been a heavy blow to him.

"Dudy comma, An. She's dying," she cried.

I looked at Mas Dudy with pity. The beloved man now lay weakly unconscious. My husband is between life and death. I have to help her with the do'a. Even if he recovers later, he will re-incorporate the wound in my heart.

After that, I immediately took Ms. Iskandar out of the room where Mas Dudy was treated. Because I saw my mother-in-law look even sadder. I'm afraid if it lingers in this room he'll fall unconscious later.

In the waiting room that is quite spacious, there are already Mr. Iskandar and Mas Boby and Wak Ipah are seriously talking. While Faisal was sitting quietly not far from them.

I immediately brought Bu Iskandar to sit near Faisal. I was approaching my Father-in-law who was standing against the wall with a tired face.

"What's the doctor saying, sir?" I asked Mr. Iskandar.

"We pray only for the best for Dudy, Ani," replied my father-in-law as if resigned to what would happen later.

"But there's still a chance of recovery, right, sir?" askaku expectantly.

I looked at Mas Boby who was standing next to me. "How's it going, Mas?" my many.

"I don't know, either, An. He was having a conversation with Ika when it happened."

"Oh. Then how's Ika doing?"

"He's all right. Just scuffed and sprained his ankle. Now he's being treated."

"Why is he not critical, all of you" Faisal said sharply.

"Sal, don't do it," I said softly. Faisal pouting.

"Is this all a reproach from God, An?" lamented Mas Boby as if to regret the sins that have been done by Mas Judy yesterday.

"This is a trial from God, mas. Not just for Mas Dudy, but for all of us" I said.

Boby looked at me with a serious face. "You still love her, An?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, mas, I still love her," I nod.

"Dudy's a really stupid man. He shouldn't have traded you for that woman. You're the perfect wife, "sorry Boby.

After that it was all quiet. We sit in silence. No one among us opened our voices. Perhaps in sadness it is better to be silent. In order to be solemn this heart is to pray and ask, to lean life on the love and love of God.

Suddenly Ika came over. A nurse pushed him slowly in a wheelchair. With a sour face Ika looked at me. I saw his left leg was wrapped in a cast and there were some blisters on his body.

How you doing, Ika?" tanyaku.

Ika pouting. "It's all your fault!" its spray.

"What do you mean, Ika?" my many.

Ika's face grew increasingly unfriendly looking at me. "You are so crafty! You sent Faisal to mess with Mas Judy's mind. You made a scenario in such a way that Mas Judy felt sorry for you and changed her decision to bring Ayala!"

I looked at Ika confused. Ika's rant I really don't understand. "I don't understand what you're saying" I said.

"Your revenge is now avenged. You're satisfied, right? You can laugh now!" said fiery.

"Why are you talking like that, Ika? Do you think I'd be happy to see that Mas Dudy?" I was surprised by his accusation.

"You've all planned, right? That's why you sent Faisal to tell me about your suffering and brutally beat up Mas Dudy like a market thug!"

"But I never sent Faisal to talk to Mas Dudy."

"Purely! Then why did Faisal come that afternoon and talk to Mas Judy if it wasn't for your orders? And when Mas Dudy refused to undo his intention, he beat up Mas Dudy brutally!" say Ika sharp.

"So that afternoon Faisal had a fight with Mas Judy?" my many.

"not fighting. But Mas Dudy was beaten without humanity by Faisal! At first he came to talk well. He persuaded Mas Dudy to change his decision. He told me about your sadness if you had to separate from your children. After that, Mas Dudy punched until Mas Dudy lying helpless."

Oh" I'm calling slowly.

"You know? Since then Mas Dudy so often daydream. Even she started thinking of canceling her plans to babysit Ayala. He said pity Ani. Huh, crazy! You managed to mess with his mind!"

"But I don't know about any of that, Ika."

"Omong empty! Since then, Mas and I have fought a lot because I did not agree that he canceled his plans. And until this morning we had a big fight. That's why this accident happened. Because Mas Dudy has you screwed up his mind!"

"adequate, Ika. It's too much for you to accuse me of that" I said quickly.

"Yes, it's your fault. Why don't you let go Ayala was taken care of by me and Mas Dudy? If you let everything go, this accident won't happen."

"You're the one who messed up Mas Dudy's mind while riding a motorcycle. You're fighting him until he loses concentration. Don't you blame me."

"It's all your fault!" Ika was full of emotion.

"We should pray for the cure for Mas Judy right now. Not even fighting like this, Ika."

"Yes, Mas Dudy must be healed to hate you," Ika said not wearing.

"Already! Enough's enough!" mr. Iskandar's voice suddenly sounded full of emotion. "it is outrageous this attitude of yours, Ika. It's inappropriate for you to have Ani fight in front of us and in this situation. And just so you know, no mother in the world can let her child be snatched from her arms. And it's childish that you blame Ani for the accident that happened to you and Dudy. If you can't be polite, you better stay away from us."

Reddened Ika's face hearing Mr. Iskandar's sharp words. She cried. Then without excuse he left us. I really feel sorry for Ika. But there's nothing I can do to cheer him up. I could only look at the departure with pity.