Bakoh Shoulder

Chapter 4. Nur

Nur looked in the mirror, he saw his physique that was no longer the same as before. His weight dropped dramatically, making him look so thin. Especially lately he often nosebleeds and headaches are very torturous.

Not do not want to seek treatment, Nur knows the limits of her husband's ability. He does not want to be a burden to his family. To relieve the pain in her head, Nur only consumed headache medicine that she bought at the stall. Nur is also good at covering his condition while being with Teguh.

"Eat first the deck.. It's me making porridge." Firmly touching Nur's shoulder slowly. Teguh deliberately made porridge because Nur often vomited when eating rice.

"Mas.. If I go first to face Khalik, take good care of Ayu.. I know you can. I'm sure the mas is strong without me-" Nur's remarks were cut off by Teguh's embrace.

"Don't talk weird deck.. We'll both raise Ayu. He needs you, I need you more.." Stiffly rubbed Nur's hair. Hope to channel positive energy to his wife.

But, he was surprised by the amount of hair left on his palm. This is not right. Teguh felt stupid because he did not know anything about Nur's condition. Teguh who was pounding at work left dawn home in the afternoon, thinking Nur was just plain sick. But, the more here his wife's condition makes him more suspicious if there is something Nur hides from him. Moreover, lately Nur often talk as if he can not continue to be with Teguh and Ayu, his daughter.

After leaving Ayu to his parents, Teguh quickly took Nur to the hospital. It rained very hard.. Like dejavu, a long time ago when Ayu would be born also Teguh as strong as possible pedaling pedicab towards the village midwife's house. Meanwhile, Teguh now drove Nur to the hospital to get proper treatment.

Sometimes Teguh invites Nur to talk. But, Teguh's feelings were increasingly unreasonable when several times Nur spoke did not answer or respond to his words. Firmly pull over the rickshaw, checking Nur who was still sitting with his head tilted on the pillow brought from the house earlier.

"Sir.. Deck.." He slightly shook his wife's body. Those eyes blinked, a smile answered Teguh's call.

"Oh Allah deck.. You why? Azaghfirullah."

How surprised Teguh to see the condition of Nur. Nur nosebleed with fresh blood was still flowing from his nose. Nur did not answer her husband's call. He could only slightly pull his lips making a single smile as a gesture if he was okay. Wants to talk but can't. Nur's lips felt stifled.

"Strong on deck... Strong, dear, God, astaghfirullah.." Many times Teguh beristighfar. Her chest feels tight. Rickshaw back, Teguh want to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

Once he arrived at the hospital, Teguh parked the origin of his rickshaw. He only thought about Nur's condition. Carrying the weaker Nur, Teguh ran into the hospital shouting for his wife to get help.

Some nurse nurses came to bring a special bed patient told Teguh to lay Nur there. Again Teguh had to be in this place, his heart ached to see the pale face of Nur. He continued to pray that Nur be given health. Can go back with him and Ayu.

But reality says something else. After conducting various examinations and laboratory tests, doctors said that Nur was exposed to leukemia. Leukemia is a blood cancer caused by the body producing too many abnormal white blood cells. Crashing Strong to hear it.

The tears fell to see the condition of his wife, in his heart he said 'Oh Allah.. I beg you to heal my wife, lift the disease she suffered, return Nur's smile.. Servant lay down this hand only on You, O Lord, my Lord...'

Entering the treatment room, Teguh immediately grasped the pale and thin hands of Nur. Nur opened his eyes slowly, he found Teguh was nearby.

"Yes deck.. I'm here, what do you want? Drink?" Tanya Firmly with a trembling voice.

"We go home, yes" Almost like a whisper, just saying a few words feels very difficult Nur did.

"No deck. Wait for you to heal, and then we go home.." Teguh's eyes were already red from crying and exposed to rain grains.

Nur's hand moved to rub the eye fertilizer Teguh. Said without a sound but, Teguh could understand what Nur said. It even made Teguh hurt. It hurts to see the people he loves suffer like this. "Don't cry.. I'm fine.."

That night I went without a second of sleep. He continued to pray to the Almighty, hoping for a miracle for his wife. After finishing his tahajud prayer, Teguh returned to standing in front of the ICU room. Staring with a sorrowful deep gaze toward the patient lying inside there.

'Why it wasn't just me who was there, at least Nur wouldn't feel such pain..'

"Wait for who? Her sodas?" Ask someone who is standing next to Teguh. He did not look at the person who questioned him.

"My wife.." Speech weak.

"Why wife?" Ask that guy again.

"sick." Just short. Teguh's eyes did not turn the slightest head towards the person who asked him to speak still focused on Nur.

"If being healthy is not the place to be, what pain is it? The severe? How did you get into the ICU?"

"Leukemia."

"Oowh same dong kayak me." Answer the man casually. "I suggest mending the mother be invited home aja mas. Leukemia is not like a cold cough that can heal one or two days if treated here. It takes a long time and a long time, draining energy is also a cost. Anyway exhausting.. I'm just sick, I'm not sick anymore hihihihii."

Deg. Steadfastly staring to the side, for whatever sake there was no one there. Firmly comb through the entire hallway looking for the source of the sound earlier. The voice that invites him to talk. Slender. He stood out repeatedly.

"Mas.. Take her home.."

The voice was heard again, far away but very clearly. He rubbed his face rough. Not wanting to take a headache, Teguh again looked at Nur's bed from behind the door in the ICU room.