After the surgery, Kania is still unconscious. During that time, Mr. Ali, doctor Kahfa, Farhan, and Ummi always prayed for his recovery. For the last three days, Maira's heart, already in Kania, has been weakening. Actually, Doctor Kahfa has resigned herself to everything that will happen. He had also said that Kania would not survive. However, no one believed his words.
Farhan's condition has started to improve again, after Maira's funeral a few days ago, he had slumped and did not want to accept the harsh reality this time. He had also thought that Kania was the cause of all sorts of trouble this past month. However, with the passage of time, he has accepted sincerely that this is all destiny. He should be grateful that Kania is still breathing in there.
Ummi continued to recite the holy verses of the Qur'an, hoping that her only daughter would open her eyes, pray to Him for her daughter's recovery she was willing to do anything for her recovery.
"Ummi will be angry, Rania, if you don't open your eyes," he thought, continuing to say that with great prayer and hope. He still couldn't accept that the one who was lying weak was Kania. For him Kania had died ten years ago.
On the other hand, Pak Ali keeps blaming himself for everything that happened. Remembering his little friend is gone, remembering the person he loves is fighting his illness, remembering the sin he gave to Farhan for Maira's departure, remembering how sad Ummi felt, remembering Kahfa's heart which she had hurt for the last days that she always scolded. And lastly, right tomorrow is Kania's birthday and it also coincides with Kania's last day in the hospital, which means that according to Kania's medics, she can no longer be saved. He was still the same, still hoping things would get better.
As for Kania? He seemed still at home with his eyes closed. Doesn't he know? So many people are waiting for his eyes to open?! Hah?! Ah, Kania quickly realized.
Farhan said goodbye to going home because there was a problem at home, his parents wanted to separate. He has been in the hospital with Pak Ali and doctor Kahfa for the last three days. Meanwhile, Ummi was forced and forced to go home by Mr. Ali. He didn't want Ummi to get sick later.
Kahfa took Ummi home, then now? Only Kania is left who is still comfortable with her eyes and Pak Ali with his guilt. Slowly he went to the place of ablution, then began to read the Qur'an Surah Ar Rahman. How melodious are the holy verses of Allah, Glory be to Allah with all His words. After reading the Koran, Mr. Ali kissed Kania's forehead, hoping that his beloved would soon open his eyes. Remembering when he read the letter of agreement about a month ago.
One month ago.
"Li, you see. An arranged marriage agreement?!" said Kahfa happily while somersaulting happily.
"What?! Don't play around please! I'm dizzy," said Mr. Ali as he sat carrying various types of documents.
Kahfa could only shake her head as she started to open the letter of agreement.
"With this letter, I intend to match my daughter on behalf of Kania Putri Ramadhani, with my best friend's son named Muhammad Ali Safar Alexis. Wow?! Kahfa said while continuing to force Ali to read the agreement.
Ali lazily took the letter from Kahfa's hand. After reading through his eyes already reacted by glaring as a sign that he was surprised.
"What is this letter?!"
"Can't read? Haha, it's an arranged marriage agreement. Muhammad Ali Safar Alexis," Kahfa teased, laughing.
"Heh! I read it, it's just that this letter must have been made up."
"What? You know, just look at your father's signature and Kania's father's thumbprint."
"Kania Putri Ramadhani? How come I've heard that name?" said Mr. Ali remembering where he had heard the name.
"Did you forget? That's Kania Putri Ramadhani, a student at Gunadarma University, then it's included in the top 10, what's the point," said Kahfa while eating peanuts, afraid that she would be peanuts.
"Oh, yes, you're right. How could I forget," Ali whispered, but Kahfa could still hear him.
"You're already old, so hurry up and get married."
"What are you saying?! I wouldn't want to marry someone I never knew I didn't even love."
"That's why all acquaintances after acquaintance, there is a possibility to fall in love," said Kahfa but this time she was further away from Ali.
"Nonsense!"
…
Ah, that day, Mr. Ali smiled when he remembered those good memories and Kahfa? He had to apologize to her. Just as Mr. Ali's feet were about to take a step, Kania accidentally grabbed his hand. Slowly he turned around. He saw clearly Kania smiled at him. Very sweet.
"Y-ni-a?"
"Miss Ali."
Mr. Ali's mouth is wide open. He was surprised or very, very surprised.
"You? Me? Ah! I'm not dreaming, am I?" asked Pak Ali, banging his head against the hospital wall.
"Pain, sir?"
Pak Ali nodded, but he still couldn't believe Kania who was aware.
Suddenly Kania and Pak Ali were surprised by the appearance of Farhan running and accidentally bumping into Pak Ali so that Pak Ali's position was replaced with his own.
"Kana? How are you? Are you still sick?"
"Alhamdulillah, it's gone, Farhan. It's weird, when I'm near you my heart beats faster," said Kania with a smile.
"Pak Ali, can you leave us? The two of you," said Farhan. Mr. Ali could only nod and then slowly left.
"You want to know? Who is the heart donor who has been willing to give his heart to you?" Farhan asked quietly, very slowly afraid that later Pak Ali would hear their conversation.
"Who?" Kania asked excitedly.
"Maira Almira."
Jelbbbb, like a glass that fell from a height and broke.
"What?!"
"Don't believe it? It's okay," said Farhan and then left Kania. The world just wants Kania to feel guilty, even very guilty.
"Is that all true?"
"What is right?" asked Mr. Ali who was suddenly near Kania.
"Mas Ali? Kania is scared."
Actually, Mr. Ali feels a little uncomfortable with Kania's new nickname for him, not without reason, it's just that they are not halal.
"No need to be afraid, I'm here. Okay?" said Mr. Ali making sure that Kania wasn't scared anymore, even though he didn't know what scared Kania.
"Can Nia ask something?"
"Sure, anything for you."
"Who is willing to give their heart to Kania?"
"You don't need to know, the most important thing right now is your health-"
"Nia has the right to know. Nia just wants to say thank you, even if it's only at the funeral," Kania whispered, which made Mr. Ali have to tell the truth.
"Maira Almira."
"Why? Maira? Why?!" Kania shouted while crying.
"Because he really loves Farhan, just like I love you," said Mr. Ali as he hugged Kania's body.
"Nia is going to her funeral."
"Fine, but tomorrow yes."
Kania nodded and started to close her eyes again.
…
"Kahfa!" shouted Mr. Ali from afar. The owner of the name could only stop and then continue on his way.
"Kahfa, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry," said Mr. Ali as he continued to pursue Kahfa's wide steps.
"Ana has forgiven you, even before you apologized to me," said Kahfa and entered her room.
"Thank you, you are indeed my best friend among the best," said Mr. Ali while hugging Kahfa's body which Kahfa could only hug back from his best friend.
"Can you help me or not?"
"What kind of help?" Kahfa asked as she started playing with her laptop.
"Tomorrow is Nia's birthday, help me make a surprise in the form of a marriage proposal," said Pak Ali excitedly.
"Ring ready?"
"Already."
"Umm Kania has been notified?" Kahfa asked again but while checking some of the letters addressed to her.
"Yes, and Ummi Kania has agreed. It's just-"
"It's just that Ummi Kania can't accept the fact that it's Rania who died, right?" said Kahfa as if she knew what Mr. Ali wanted to say.
Mr. Ali could only nod.
"Tomorrow we will make sure," said Kahfa and smiled.
"Are you sure it will work?" asked Mr. Ali.
"God willing."
Actually, Mr. Ali is a little doubtful about this, but what can you do. He didn't know what Kahfa was going to do tomorrow and he didn't even know there were any more beautiful plans that the Almighty had prepared for him and for all.
Actually, there's no such thing as a bad or unlucky day. It's just about us understanding him, if we can't understand what is happening we will always think badly of Him.
We'll see what will happen later, waiting is boring but by waiting we also know what boring means.