The Temptation of the Actor
Helping Someone

Zayyan is selling as usual, he already has a place to buy. Precisely in front of the mosque that stands majestically in the middle of the complex. At eleven o'clock in the morning Zayyan pushed his wagon towards the courtyard of the magnificent mosque. But his steps must stop when passing a small house. The man saw a shabby woman holding her baby while crying in the yard.

"Please!" He shouted with sobbing.

Zayyan kept his wagon under a tree. He ran over to the woman who was holding the baby. Zayyan tried to remember the familiar face of the woman he had seen. Apparently she is a woman who the other day bought her meatball for half a portion.

"Why his son, Tea?" Ask Zayyan. His eyes examined the still red baby.

"My son is hot. Heat up to 41 degrees. Please help my son! I beg!" Shouted the woman with a heart-wrenching cry.

Finally Zayyan ran towards the ojek base. He ordered two bikes. One for the woman and one for her who will take the mother and baby to the hospital. Zayyan thought the baby should get a doctor's action as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Zayyan left his wagon to the locals. Luckily there was an ustadz who had just returned home teaching. It was with great pleasure that the ustadz was willing to guard Zayyan's cart. Zayyan was grateful that there were still good people who made it easy.

Finally Zayyan and the woman carrying the baby immediately went to the hospital with a motorcycle taxi that Zayyan had ordered. The nurses swiftly pushed the cage when they saw the woman crying while holding her baby tightly. The little baby seemed to understand that his mother was sad. The baby cried, making Zayyan's heart shake.

One nurse laid the baby still red. Then the nurse pushes the cage and inserts it into the IGD room. Incidentally that day there was a general practitioner on the IGD. The doctor quickly examined the red baby. He checked his temperature with a thermometer. The doctor also immediately gave the medicine to reduce heat through an*s the baby so that the fever quickly dropped. Zayyan and the baby's mother were outside the room. The doctor forbade them to enter. The mother of the baby cried sobbing, Zayyan felt sorry to see her.

"Thank you, A? Thank you for helping my baby" she sobbed. He looked at Zayyan who was also looking at him with a look of pity.

"Either. You have to pray a lot! Your child must be fine," Zayyan comforted with a smile.

"Oh, what's your name? You were the woman the other day who bought my meatballs, right?" Zayyan again. He was very sure that the woman in front of him was the woman who bought his meatballs the other day.

The woman wiped her tears. Trying to smile, even though it is very visible smile is a very forced smile.

"My name is Nadia, My baby name is Rengganis. Whose name is Aa? Yes, I bought Aa meatballs at that time," replied the woman who Zayyan knew was named Nadya.

"My name is Zayyan. Oh yeah, where's your husband going? ?is he working?" Zayyan asked the curiosity that was dancing in his head.

Because when he first saw Nadya, Zayyan only saw Nadya alone crying in the yard without anyone who wanted to help her. Nadya was pensive for a while. His look was empty. He refused to answer. But it doesn't feel good for Zayyan. "My husband left me with another woman. He's already my mentality!" Lirih Nadya with a wistful.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it, Nad!" Zayyan felt bad.

"It's okay. His father left Rengganis. He loved to gamble and beat me. My baby was only forty days old. At first I hoped that after having children he would change. But his nature is becoming. I was forced to work so that he would always have money to gamble. Even he forced me to hand over my parents' home certificate. I don't want to sell my parents' house because they're gone! It's just their relics and memories" without asking Nadya to tell her dark household. Sometimes he wipes his tears and soaks his cheeks.

Zayyan was confused as to what to answer. He felt sorry for the woman in front of him. Actually, the woman's face was looking ayu, Zayyan also realized it. But because of its appearance that is messy and unkempt, it makes its appearance less attractive.

"Highly, that day he took a woman and brought her to our room. That day I went to Posyandu. When I got home, it was a shock to see him for adultery with a woman I didn't know his name. I don't recognize him. I grabbed the woman, but my husband turned to attack me. He beat and kicked my body mercilessly. Lucky Rengganis I put it on the swing. If not, maybe my son is also a victim of the brutality of the savage man," he continued.

Nadya spilled all her heart. With sobbing Isaac he told Zayyan everything. All this time he felt lonely. When there are people who invite him to talk, Nadya continues to tell stories no matter that it is the disgrace of her family. He was no longer strong enough to carry everything himself.

"That means God always loves you. He's letting you off that bad guy. Be thankful!" Zayyan comforts Nadya, she feels the same as Nadya's ex-husband.

Zayyan used to play girls behind Keysha. But Zayyan still provided Keysha properly. He did not even reduce his monthly allowance every month. Unlike the ex-husband Nadya who does not want to work and likes to gamble. It turns out that there is a man who is more br*hg in this world than himself.

"Yes, God loves me and the Rengganis. That is why God separated me and my husband so that me and the Rengganis would not be hurt any deeper. Let the Rengganis live without a father figure. I will be a mother and father to her" Nadya smiled, wiping her tears.

The swiveled doorknob handle diverts both. Zayyan and Nadya immediately stood up from her seat as the doctor exited the IGD room.

"This is the parent of the baby?" The doctor asked as he looked at Nadya and Zayyan alternately.

"Yes, we are parents of the Rengganis," Zayyan replied lyingly. He just wanted the doctor to let them see Rengganis immediately.

"Let's go in!" Tell the Navy's hijab-wearing female doctor. He then widened the door allowing Zayyan and Nadya to enter.

Rengganis was seen lying down in the company of a young female nurse. Every now and then the cute baby squirms attracting Zayyan's attention to pay attention to her more deeply.

"Baby mom has a fever huh. But the fever had gone down after I had given the heat-lowering drug a*us. If later the fever temperature rises again, the mother compresses on the forehead of the baby yes. Then, compress in the folds of the armpits and also the thighs. Do not give blankets or thick clothing! Give your baby sweat-absorbing clothes, and give them breast milk more often, Mom? So that the fluid in his body is maintained, so that the baby also avoids dehydration. For the liquid in his body is still safe huh, ma'am. So, today can be brought home. No need to be hospitalized!" Clearly the beautiful doctor explained what made Nadya and Zayyan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Doc!" Nadya smiled haru. He kissed the sleeping baby.

Zayyan felt overwhelmed by the sight. He wiped the corner of his eyes that were suddenly wet.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask, sir?" The doctor's question made Nadya shake her head.

"Enough, Doc. Thank you!"

"I'll excuse you then" said the woman's doctor, smiling.

"Please, Doc!" Zayyan smiled politely.

"Mom, the baby can be brought home. For her administration, I can finish in kassa dua huh?" The nurse's instructions that made Nadya confused for a moment. Because he doesn't have a penny.

Nadya looked at the baby. The woman was confused as to what she was carrying out the baby from the hospital. Zayyan who read Nadya gelagat can guess that the woman who has one child does not have money.

"alright. I'll finish it. Thank you, Sus!" Zayyan's reply left Nadya stunned.

Zayyan then walked towards kassa dua. Luckily he had money in his pocket. He always saved the money for change. Zayyan prayed hopefully the payment was more than enough.

"157,000 grand huh, sir?" The voice of the cashier broke his reverie. In Zayyan's heart cheered. He was grateful that the money in his pocket was enough to pay for the treatment of Rengganis.

"A, thank you? I promise to replace it!" Nadya's promise with the wet corner of her eyes, she is grateful to meet God with Zayyan today.

"It's okay. Don't think about it. No need to replace it, I'm sincere. Think of it as Rengganis."

"Thank you very much!" Nadya was no longer able to speak.

Zayyan nodded. After completing the administration, Zayyan took Nadya home. Zayyan saw Nadya exhausted, he took the initiative to hold the baby who was still red. Nadya initially forbade, but Zayyan insisted until Nadya allowed and held Rengganis in the tall body of Zayyan. Zayyan carried Rengganis with a rag. Again his heart trembled to see the baby in his lap wriggling.

They then took an online taxi. Zayyan deliberately took an online taxi so that the red baby was protected from the hot sun. Again Zayyan felt very concerned for the baby. They entered the car and Zayyan did not stop hugging Rengganis. His heart was comfortable as he hugged the little baby. Zayyan's eyes glazed over. Is this what it feels like to have a baby?