Don't Cry Mother
JMJ 18. The Dream that Happened

It seems like the effect of the medicine Brisia was given started to work. At this moment Yasa felt his head hurt a lot. The man wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Hasna and Radi were shocked to see her son in so much pain. Nataya directly advanced to Yasa with Radi, to bring her to the hospital bed.

" Sister, how do you feel now?"

" Sick Nat, this hurts a lot. My head almost broke."

Nataya took her phone from her doctor's pocket and contacted one of the nurses. He asked the nurse to bring analgesics to give to Yasa. The nurse called Nataya seemed to run into the ward occupied by Yasa.

" Thank you, sus."

Nataya directly injects the drug into Yasa's body. Slowly yasa began to calm down. Not long after the man fell asleep. Hasna who was really panicking can now breathe a sigh of relief.

" Nate, what's going on with Yasa?"

" Nataya also doesn't know uncle. Uncle and aunt should go home first. Bring clothes for Yasa. I'll wait for Yasa's sister here."

Hasna had been reluctant to leave Yasa but what her nephew said was certainly true. He should go home soon and come back again. Hasna wants to see her son and grandchild okay. Although the DNA test has not yet come out the results but through the test that Yasa undergoes it can be ascertained 90% of Tara is Yasa's child.

Nataya does not return to her room, she chooses to sleep in the ward where Yasa is currently in. One message he sent to one of the resident doctors to update him if there is something emergency. The young doctor took off his doctor coat and laid his body on the sofa in the ward. He looked for a moment at his cousin.

" Haish, I didn't expect your life to be so complicated like this, brother. What if Ciara finds out. But actually the sooner Ciara finds out, the better. That girl's a good girl. But maybe not yet a match with you. You wouldn't leave Tara and her mother either, would you? Although there is no love in your heart, Tara really needs you both. Isn't witing tresno jalaran seko kulino?"

Nataya closed her eyes, at least she could sleep for a moment in the ward while waiting for her cousin. But earlier Nataya made sure that Yasa had completely rested.

Moments later Nataya begins to wade through her dreams. The man slept well. In contrast to Yasa, he looked restless in his sleep. Like something was troubling his subconscious.

Yasa tightly gripped the blanket that covered his body. Cold sweat keeps pouring out.

" Malurin!"

The name was shouted by Yasa who woke up in the middle of the night. He sat down and ruffled his hair.

" Yes Allaah, what have I done."

Yasa was stunned, he saw pieces of past events. Not all of it but the shadow is clear. How he made a mistake at that time. Instantly guilt filled Yasa's heart. Moreover, he remembered the story of Typhoon that Kaluna lived in the city of S for 6 years.

" So she chose to run away and leave her family and her education to raise Tara herself? He didn't look for me for that reason. Yes Allaah Kal, why are you this naive anyway?"

Yasa was certainly not a coward who would run away from responsibility. If at that time Kaluna told about her condition that she was pregnant, of course Yasa would be responsible even if it was done because of a mistake. And why must it make Yasa lose his memory.

" I'm not gonna let you go Kal. Tara is my son, and you're my son's mother. Of course I'll keep you by my side."

Yasa certainly did not think much about the relationship he would establish with Kaluna later. But one thing is clear that he must take responsibility for his mistakes. His family always taught him that.

After fulfilling the obligatory Yasa also run the sunah. At least 2 rakaat he always run every night. Her tears begged for forgiveness for all the wrongs she had done. He also prayed for his son to recover.

Yasa again folded his alphabet after finishing mengunagat. He walked out. Yasa wants to see Taraka. Seen in front of the ICU room two middle-aged people were asleep. Yasa slightly squinted his eyes when he saw them.

" How can I know this father and mother."

Yasa muttered softly. His eyes were turned to Kaluna. The woman apparently did not sleep. It was seen that he was reading the holy verse quietly beside Taraka. Yasa walked and approached Kaluna.

" Kal," call Yasa.

" Uh sir. What is it," replied Kaluna while closing her holy book.

" Rest in Tara's ward. Let me wait for him."

Kaluna. He did not want to leave Tara coals for a moment. He wanted to stay beside his son.

" Kal, you need to rest too."

" I'm here, sir. Tara wakes up and cries for me."

Yasa resigned, it seems that his persuasion did not work. Yasa could not force Kaluna either. If Kaluna wants to continue beside Tara it is the woman's right.

But one thing that makes Kaluna surprised, apparently Yasa took a chair and sat next to Kaluna. Kaluna thought Yasa would come out of the room.

" I remember everything Kal. Although still a piece, but I remember that time. I'm really sorry."

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Kaluna's heart seemed to stop when Yasa whispered this right in her ear. He linked his palms together and brushed each other. Kaluna was nervous, she looked down deeply especially when Yasa again said an apology for letting Kaluna have trouble raising Tara alone.

" You don't have to apologize, it's all a result of my carelessness. I should apologize because my father was already a betting material at that time. And it all ends in acts that violate norms and religion."

Kaluna understood. Until now he felt that he was sinful. Sometimes he doubted whether all the worship he did was accepted or not. But one thing is certain he always asks forgiveness from his Lord. He believed that his Lord forgave every servant who wanted to repent.

Wouldn't He prefer the repentance of a sinner to that of an arrogant worshiper? And now that is what Kaluna is doing, always begging for forgiveness for every sin she has ever committed.

" Mother ... ."

Taraka opened his eyes. Kaluna and Yasa immediately got up from their seats and brought their bodies closer to Tara. The 5-year-old boy smiled to see the two people standing in front of him were his mother and father. The man who had been in his dream now could see clearly.

" Alhamdulillaah Tara's dream came true as well."

TB