
Two weeks in the hospital is enough to make Gara's condition improve. Even now, the man has been allowed to go home on condition of having control next week.
"Welcome home, Ga" said Mama Reni who started from the hospital was holding Gara.
"Yes ma" said Gara Short. His eyes were staring at the entire side of the room, but the person he was carrying did not appear either.
"Who are you looking for?" Gilang who came from behind them while carrying Gara's goods during the hospital, asked to see Gara who was frowning.
"mmm...Where's Nadia, Ma?"
Mama Reni did not immediately answer, because she herself was also confused to say what. Every day Nadia came to the hospital, but only brought the needs of Mama Reni or even deliver food for Gilang and Gala who took turns accompanying Mama Reni. Not once from his arrival, Nadia intends to enter the room Gara.
"Come in, Nad. Maybe he wants to see you. Mama sure, she still wants to be with you. That's what you caught when you discussed your desire to divorce. He disagrees," explained Mama Reni.
"You have to, Ma. I got here. I just want to see how Mom is doing" she told me a little lie. Actually not everything Nadia said was a lie because in addition to wanting to see Mama Reni, she also wanted to know the state of Gara.
"Mama won't stand in the way of your decision, because all this time you know you've been tormented by this marriage"
Mama Reni could only stroke Nadia's back without saying anything more. Since then, Nadia came, but only the door of the room Gara. If the accuracy of Mama Reni is inside, then she will patiently wait until the woman comes out.
"Ma.." call Gara for an answer. She felt strange, usually the girl would have immediately welcomed her once she knew she was coming home today.
"Nadia's gone home to her parents"
"meaning? um Irfan is sick again or what, Ma? why did Nadia go home to ask?" the feeling of not feeling well.
"Mama said the other day that Nadia asked to separate from you. So he decided to go home to his parents"
"But I told you ma, I don't want to split with him"
"You must not be selfish, all this time you never understand him, always do not appreciate even being rude to him, then on what basis do you ask him to survive?" The eldest brother contributed to the argument.
Silence of a thousand languages. Being slapped by reality being parsed by her brother. Right, his behavior all this time towards Nadia is very inappropriate. He should be happy, knowing that the girl was finally willing to part with him, but why did his heart say something else?
"I went to the room first, Ma" Because he refused his mother who volunteered to help him clean it up.
Long time thinking. His mind and mind are at war. She felt offended that Nadia left while she was still in the hospital. As a wife, she should be waiting for Gara.
But deep down, the existence of Nadia who was far from his side at this time actually disturbed his calm. Despite the fact that Nadia is his little best friend, now the woman turns out to have her own place in his heart.
***
Because he missed his dinner, even though Reni's mother had forced to go down, or his dinner was delivered to the room, but Gara still refused. With a reason to want to rest, Gara locked himself in the room.
At eight o'clock in the evening, while all family members were enjoying a comedy show on tv, a sitcom about the police station that the artists were visiting as guests reported, Gara was down preparing to leave.
"Where are you going?" mana Reni asked straighten up, looking at Gara who was neatly preparing to come out.
"Get out a minute"
"But you've just recovered, Ga. Mama doesn't let you go" hold Reni's mama up.
"A minute, Ma. I don't ride a bike anyway, anyway"
"Same aja. Mom's tree ain't clearance!"
"But, Lang..."
"Biarin, Ma" Gilang detained Reni's mother who was intent on chasing after Gara who had come out.
"What the hell are you? if your sister gets into an accident again how about it?"
"He's not going to the bar, Ma. He's going to Nadia's house"
Hearing Gilang's words, Mama Reni was silent. The frown on his forehead was an unhappy sign earlier, turning bright.
***
Fifteen minutes was still not enough for Gara to solidify his heart to enter to see Nadia. It shouldn't be too hard to get things back. Just take Nadia home, Gara sure the girl will not refuse.
"Daughter, there's a thief standing in front of the house. Right in front of our fence" said Irfan, who was standing on the doorstep of Nadia's room who had told her to enter.
"Buri, Pa? in seriously? how come papa is calm? call the police, Pa" Nadia's been rushing down from her bed. His face looked pale, frightened that the thief had ambushed in.
There were only three of them in the house, Nadia, her father and a middle-aged servant who had long served in their family.
After all, Nadia was surprised the thieves of today are too reckless. It's still nine o'clock at night, but it's already brave enough to act.
"Fear daddy, ah. Just you, throw him out. Like a bego man standing in front of a fence" there was a veiled smile on Irfan's lips, which made Nadia suspicious. Well, if it's true the thief should be panicking, right? why is his father relaxed?
With forced courage as well as great curiosity, Nadia peeked out from the curtains. There was someone who was just standing there quietly observing their home.
But the figure of the thief that his father said was like a man he knew. Once again Nadia looked more closely, and it was Gara, her husband.
The deg!
His heart is beating very fast. Why did the man come to his house these nights?
"Will he poke me, huh? because he had gone to papa's house without his permission" his great-grandson was still stubborn.
As if it had been supported by nature, Gara had to go to meet Nadia. Drizzle down and not long turned into a heavy rain.
There was an urge in Nadia's heart to immediately open the door and tell the man to come in.
"Remain over there? you just healed, it rained. Come on, get in"
I just looked into Nadia's eyes. As if it was enough as a stick for him to walk.
"You're gonna get in the thief?" Irfan was already in the middle of the living room, observing the already soaked Gara, then towards his daughter.
"Papa, what the hell. Why is Gara called a thief?" Nadia approached and whispered softly to her papa.
"And he is the thief, the thief of your heart." Irfan's laughter echoes, then goes inside. Irfan knows, they need time alone, heart to heart. He would not interfere in the household affairs of his son. Later if they ask for opinions, then as parents, Irfan will be in their midst, giving advice and advice.
"Change clothes first, then catch a cold," said Nadia thrust her hand in front of Gara. Like a child, Gara said, without speaking received the girl's helping hand and held her tightly.
The hand he wanted to hold forever. But is there still time? or is he too late?