Beloved My Ana's

Mutually Strengthen

Even two weeks, Ana still does not respond to any drugs that are put into her body through intravenous fluids. Rick looked very thin, several times Rick almost fainted because the man was severely dehydrated.

Rick, who is handsome and handsome, now looks very different. Now Rick uses more wheelchairs to get in and out of the ICU room where his wife is in care. The man was also undergoing outpatient treatment by inserting intravenous fluids into his body. That's all they can do, the stubborn Rick gets harder to manage and often dazed.

When conversed with, Rick daydreams more and his words often do not connect. Joi feels very sad, even Rick often forgets to talk about his children. The man often asked the baby who they were talking about. The heart of which parent does not feel pain, seeing the psychiatric condition of his child begins to be problematic.

"Rick.today Ana will do a series of health tests. So Ana will be moved briefly to the Radiology room to do a thorough scan using the MRI machine." Alsy said softly, the woman crouched down in front of the wheelchair that Rick was using. (Alsy part_ Same Blood Type).

Rick, who was staring blankly at the box object displaying the graphics inside, gasped slowly. Then he looked over for a moment, the faint smile he gave to his cousin.

"What did my brother say? sorry, Ana's asking me to count her heart rate on that little monitor." Alsy squeezed the armrest on Rick's left side firmly. The woman tried not to cry at that moment.

"Then, how many minutes have you counted?" Alsy chimed in with a serious face.

"Many.there are many! meaning Ana will wake up soon. Isn't it?" Alsy nodded faintly, what else should he say. Ana is dying, the young woman is in critical condition. There was no way he would tell his sister. Or Rick will choose to end his life first because he can't afford to lose.

"Let's help out, let the nurses do their job. Mama Jesy(Jeslyn) wouldn't pay them if their job wasn't good." Alsy pushes Rick's wheelchair out of the ICU. Without Rick knowing, the brother was crying behind him.

Arriving in the waiting room, the families are ready to take Ana to the radiology room. All faces displayed bright smiles as Rick walked out. As if I had no secrets. While Elsye, management can highlight his eyes on the child. Alsy quickly wiped her tears and then went back to the ICU room.

Here they are, some sitting in waiting chairs others standing. Rick stared at the door where his wife was in the room.

"Want? it's aunty for yourself, a little too sweet but not bad enough than bland." Seloroh Elsye leads the bowl with her homemade cake. Rick looked at the sandwich cake with an inexplicable look. It was the wife's favorite cake, Rick had not seen the woman eat for a long time. Had the woman not starved, her brain suddenly could not think clearly.

"You want a bribe aunt? want yes.just a little, keep reviewing how it feels. What is less.." Rick just nodded slowly, then opened his mouth. The sight was like something so expensive to them. Rick barely three days did not fill his stomach at all. That's why the man had to be infused.

"First, when your mimi was a child.beuuhhhh..! the pimple asks for it in the tabok every day. If your late grandmother used to make this cake, I should be in the umpetin mulu partly. Because if not, the other address will not be part." Elsye's story recalls the behavior of her younger cousin as a child.

Rick smiled a little wider, as if the story of the aunt was able to disturb his heart. While others try to display a face full of smiles, so that Elsye's story goes according to the plot.

"Continue..?"

"Continue ni yaa.mimi you like to say from home, go fishing with her friends to the river. Take a small sampan eyang Kakung (ujang). Your grandmother used to get migraines every day." The story continues, without feeling. Layers made by Elsye, ludes not left. Actually Rick is indeed feeling hungry, just considering the condition of the wife that no change at all. That's what makes Rick forget the pain in his stomach.

An hour has passed and Ana has returned to the ICU. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the results that were still two days away.

"Mom sure you want to go to the hospital again today? mending mama at home, today let me be the same Nura who went there. Mama rest, papa too. The two of you enjoyed your time together while reminiscing about youth. I must miss the same moments where papa again bucin-bucin her same mama." Luke comforted both of his parents.

She knows her mother rarely eats properly these days given Ana's weakened condition.

"Iyyuuuh.aware of age pa.." reprimand the youngest remembered right. Sidharta does not like.

"Papa is still young, still fit gini rich new age 35an. It's good." Sidharta's protest didn't take it.

Nura thaws, Lukas sneers. The two sisters were very suitable, always bullying the father with great pleasure.

"Spaadda..! Any body home?!.." the sound of the bell made Nura and Lukas Saling look at each other then let out a long sigh. One more riotous prick has come.

"Wow! on what? what is the discussion of family economic actualization?" Luke rolled his lazy eyeball. His cousin was very thick. Too bad he loved her, otherwise he drowned her into a dipper.

"Auntie kok moody gini anyway, even though I just want to nyampein news wuarbiasahh..!" Said Lisa with a glowing face.

"At least I want to say, today I managed to boil water and did not burn anymore. Aren't you? guess what!" Sahut Nura tau. Lisa squinted her eyes sharply.

"Sokay know!" the woman was upset.

"Tarraa..!!" Lisa opened a rectangular jar containing some donut seeds. With a variety of toppings that tempt taste.

"Aunt tryin. It's a recipe from lo's aunt, so I'm optimistic her taste will be muantaaffff.." Showing off Lisa proudly, Sahira took one and then took a small bite. There are concerns the nephew is still mistaken in distinguishing which salt is where the sugar is.

After chewing for a while, Sahira momentarily fell silent. Her eyes stared at the bead expectantly of the praise on Lisa's face.

"God.cum..."

"Well I guess, it must be salty again right ma.or bantet continue to be hard rich in rock chewy times." Sambar Nura is getting more confident about his brother. Lisa was no longer excited.

"Ishhhh! you are this.this is delicious, it just feels that must be adjusted to our age that is not young anymore. Too sweet as it makes." Tempta Sahira glanced at the nephew who looked timid but thirsty for praise. "Other times the dose is reduced again yes, this is very fitting. Padded, studded the rich cheeks of Nura. Yes no, baby?" Now it's Lisa's turn to be the widest, Nura hates it the most when people say her cheeks are round or something.

Nura pursed her lips all the way up the highway.

"Mama nyebelin ih.." annoyed the girl then wrestled spoiled in the arms of the father, Sidharta chuckled while stroking the dear long hair of the child.

Behind their laughter, everyone each tried to cover up the unrest. There are lives that are limping in betting against death. And all they could do was pray for the poor woman at all times, comforting and strengthening each other without exposing their fragile sides.

Family is the best place to lean, as they will not count attention and affection with a certain amount of rewards.