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The bike stopped in front of the Cahya Medika hospital, Salman also Anton directly down from the motorbike with his hands moving to remove the helmet they were wearing.
"Yuk," Anton asked and stepped in front of Salman. Anton is his biological son so he's entitled to his mother.
But it doesn't really matter, Anton or anyone doesn't bother about it. They or Salman are the same because for Bu Yun they are both his children.
"Hem," Salman nodded as he quickly stepped in pursuit of Anton.
The two of them were not very fast, but sure. Heading to Bu Yun's room in the care.
There were different things that Salman experienced when he was in front of the entrance of the room. His aura was already very different from yesterday leaving Salman confused but he kept coming in to make sure.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Salman's greeting, he also smiled but could not after usual. It was as if someone was holding back his lips that wanted to get wider.
Koh Fei also turned his head immediately, they welcomed the arrival of Salman even they also moved from sitting to approach Salman who was getting closer.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered koh Fei also Deri's equation.
Not to forget Salman greeted koh Fei with great respect, he respected koh Fei as much as he respected his own parents.
"How's mom doing, sir?" asked Salman who had not turned his head towards Bu Yun.
"You see for yourself," koh Fei's hand swung towards Bu Yun, wanting Salman himself to see Bu Yun's extremely severe state. It was as if there was no hope of living.
Salman turned his head, stepping slowly towards Bu Yun.
Iba, sad, longed to cry to see Bu Yun's current state. He was so thin dry, his face was so pale that even his lips had turned blue.
Wanting to get closer but Salman was very hesitant, he was very unbearable to see the current state of Bu Yun. Why could it be what it is today, instead of getting better but Bu Yun is getting worse.
"Mom" his small hand was unable to be raised to welcome the outpouring of Salman's hand, making Salman himself take the initiative to approach and reach his hand to give a reverent greeting.
"Hem," his lips also felt faint to speak even just a word he was in great distress.
It's really sad that Bu Yun is in now. His illness so quickly gnawed at him even his hands as if only the bones were covered in wrinkled skin.
His veins were even clearly visible so protruding out of the skin made Salman even less willing to look at him.
There is a sense of regret for not being able to do much, but what could Salman do? he had tried to ask for help from Mr. Kyai but nature did not allow it.
"Patient mother yes, Salman is sure everything will be fine," Salman bowed slightly beside Bu Yun, raising his heart that may have already resigned to the circumstances.
Bu Yun could not do anything either, he could only regret everything he had done. It was his stupidity that had made him what he was now. If he wasn't too obsessed with treasures for sure he would be healthy until now, but how else, the rice had already become porridge.
Maybe Bu Yun wanted to tell me everything but things were not possible until finally he could just shut up and give a smile to Salman.
A smile that is so sweet, a smile that is clearly visible there is a tinge of hope and gratitude.
His hand was not willing to let go of Salman's hand, grasped so firmly and did not want to let go.
Bu Yun wants Salman to stay by his side making Salman feel bad because there are also his biological children and her husband. But Bu Yun seemed to prefer himself to accompany.
So great was Bu Yun's regret that the corner of his eyes managed to let out tears that were so clear. Could it be that Bu Yun wanted to repent? but what should Salman do?
The tears were wiped from Bu Yun's eyes, Salman also shook his head not to allow Bu Yun to cry.
"Mother be patient, do not weep and beware of Allah. Ask Him to be lifted all maternal diseases" said Salman so softly.
Bu Yun just returned smiling, maybe he was happy because he could know Salman, could think of him like his own son and always give an abundance of affection to him.
Salman replied to her similarly, smiling as sweetly as possible to make Bu Yun even happier.
Long enough Salman also Bu Yun faced each other, Bu Yun could only continue to say with a gesture and could not reveal everything clearly.
Salman knew, there was something Bu Yun wanted to tell him. But Salman is not willing to force it because Bu Yun can no longer do that.
Once again Bu Yun smiled so sweetly to Salman that he made Salman himself pull the tip of the lip by himself.
Slowly Bu Yun's eyes closed tightly, the smile also began to fade until it finally disappeared and could not be seen again.
Salman did not think strangely, he just thought maybe Bu Yun was tired and wanted to rest, maybe this time Bu Yun was asleep because his breathing was also regular.
Salman has been there for a long time. Even now it has signaled eight o'clock at night, not bad because it bothers Salman to say goodbye to go home. Bu Yun was also asleep.
Salman also the others never know, they do not think far that the smile of Bu Yun that is very sweet was the last smile, a smile that will always be a memory for all of them.
"Sir, I say goodbye first. It's been very night" Salman said.
"Hem, be careful on the road, and thank you for visiting your mother" Koh Fei replied.
"Hem. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."
"Wa'alaikumsalam.."
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