Aisha World

Weepy

"Thank you, Tin. I go down first" said Aisyah.

Tini nodded, and Aisyah got out of the car, then stepped her foot inside.

He was immediately greeted by the doctor. "Miss, I've been calling you since, but your number is always out of reach."

Aisyah frowned, she took out a flat object from inside her bag. The girl turned on her phone screen, but the screen on Aisyah's phone remained dark.

"Kok hapeku is dead, huh?" mumbles Aisyah.

Instantly he remembered, that from yesterday, he had forgotten to charge his phone.

"Geez I'm sorry, Doc, hape I died forget I cas," Aisyah told the doctor.

The doctor exhaled his rough breath.

"Oh yes, Doc. How is my mother's condition? Is he conscious?" ask Aisyah later.

The doctor nodded slowly. "With a heavy heart, I say that the condition of your mother is getting dropped. And I'm not sure if your mother can ...."

"What can you do, Doc?" aisha asked as the doctor stopped her speech.

'Geez, why am I released, but it is also not good if I keep the condition of Mother Sri to her child, ' the inner doctor.

"Doc?" Aisyah disperse doctor's daydreams.

"Em, sorry, Miss .. I was forced to say this. Your mother had depression with high severity. Let's just hope there's a miracle, and your mother can get well soon." The doctor also corrected the previous speech.

At that instant, Aisyah's body trembled, her knees feeling limp. "OK, can I see my mother?"

"Please, Miss." The doctor also escorted Aisyah into the room, where Bu Sri was treated.

"I'll stay, Miss. A lot of patients are waiting in line" the doctor said.

Aisyah nodded, and the doctor immediately left the room.

Aisyah's still trembling hand, slowly moved to open the door of the room. He moved his feet closer to his mother who, until now, was still lying helpless.

"Mom, get well soon, we gather together again like yesterday. I'm sorry, Mom. It has made Mother so this way," said Aisyah and immediately the net was wet.

Slowly, Aisyah's hand rubbed her mother's forehead. A clear thread dripped softly on his cheek. She wanted the girl to cry, but she could stand it.

Unintentionally, Aisyah's netra leads to Bu Sri's fingers that are reflexively moving. "Mother ...."

Aisyah immediately ran out to the doctor's room. The girl shouted to the doctor. In a hurry, the doctor came out of the room.

What's up, Miss?"

"Doctor, I saw my mother's hand move earlier," said Aisyah enthusiastically.

The doctor was stunned, he rushed to Bu Sri's hospital room followed by Aisyah.

Arriving inside the room, the doctor and Aisyah both saw Bu Sri open her eyes.

"Sorry, Miss, please come out first. I'll check on your mother" the doctor told Aisyah.

"Well, Doc ...." Aisyah also obeyed the doctor's order, the girl stepped out and waited at the door of the room with anxious hope.

'O Lord, heal the mother, ' Inner Aisha was hopeful.

Before long the door opened, the doctor came out. And Aisyah immediately approached the doctor.

"Dok, how?"

The doctor smiled kindly. "It turns out there's a miracle for your mother, miss. He was already conscious, but still had to be treated here for an indefinite time limit."

"So, my mom can't go home yet, Doc?" lirih Aisyah felt disappointed.

"Could go home, but he can't move much, even if you insist on bringing home, your mother must use a wheelchair" said the doctor.

Aisyah seemed to think for a moment ....

'It's okay to use a wheelchair, the important thing is that I can gather with my mother, ' Inner Aisyah.

Then Aisha looked at the doctor. "So, it looks like I'm still going to bring my mom home. Let's take care of the walk."

"I will take care of my mother as best I can, Doc," said Aisyah feeling so confident.

The doctor seemed to be considering Aisyah's words. She was not sure that the girl could take good care of her mother.

"Yes already, but once a week, your mother should control, and the drug is taken regularly after eating. And if you can eat it, do not be rude first. So you can give food in the form of porridge, papaya fruit, and plain bread only," resigned the doctor.

"Good, Doc. Oh yeah, for the cost, how?" said Aisyah.

"You don't have to think about cost. All the costs of handling your mother have been paid by Mr. Hassan," said the doctor.

The deg!

Aisyah's heart suddenly beat fast. Somehow hearing Hassan's name made his heart flower instantly.

'Mas Hassan, ' Inner Ayesha.

"Miss?"

The doctor's call made Aisyah gasp.

"Eh, i-yes, Doc?"

"So, you're still gonna bring your mom home?" ask the doctor again.

"Yes, Doc, I will take care of my mother at home only" Aisyah said in her nod.

"Alright, but maybe tomorrow you can bring your mother home" said the doctor.

"Well, Doc, tomorrow I'll be here again, but ... can I see my mother again now?" please Aisyah.

"Please, Miss, I'll excuse you first." The doctor soon passed from Aisha's presence.

Aisha entered the room. He approached his mother who was staring at the ceiling.

"Mother?" call Aisyah lirih.

Feeling called his name, Bu Sri also looked over. "Dad?"

Aisyah smiled warmly towards the mother. "Mom's better?"

"Yes, son," nodded Bu Sri.

"Mom, I'm sorry, because of me, I'm like this" Aisyah said regretfully.

"There is nothing to forgive, Shah," said Bu Sri.

"Mom, tomorrow I can go home, we'll get together again, Mom. I promise to take care of Mom as best I can" Aisyah said with a smile.

Bu Sri sighed. "Dad, it seems like mom is more comfortable living in this place. So, I'm gonna stay here all the time."

Both of Aisyah's brows were clutched, she felt strange by her mother's words, who rejected her invitation.

"What does Mom mean? You're still mad, aren't you the same as me? Why don't you want me to take you home?"

"Father, please answer honestly who is the father of the child you bear?" Madam Sri asked Aisyah without answering Aisyah's question first.

The deg!

Aisyah's heart pounded again, she hesitated to tell her mother about the child in question.

Lama Aisyah pensive ....

"Yah .. answer the mother's question," said Ms. Sri again.

Aisyah also scratched the nape of her neck, which did not itch it.

"Mom, you calm down, okay? Don't think of anything. Tomorrow, when you get home, I'll tell you who the father of this baby is, " said Aisyah trying to melt the atmosphere.

Silence, no answer ....

"Mr ....?"