CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

FOR MOMMY

Three months at home finally Isel was able to come out, no one worried because his three children are guarded by his grandmother and baby sitter.

"Have not seen a lunatic in a long time, time to work." Isel walked into the hospital.

Isel's shout was heard, his arrival was welcomed by a young man who was depressed left married.

"Doctor Isel is back."

"Whispering, when are you healing?" Isel kicked the ass to leave immediately.

Laughter was heard waving her hands to Isel who was walking towards the meeting room.

Several doctors, nurses welcomed Isel's arrival who finally returned after a long leave of absence.

"How are you doing Doctor Isel?"

"Okay, we'll just start the meeting." Isel sat down among the other doctors.

Isel's breath was heard seeing one patient who looked increasingly tormented, with no one to care.

"We just rushed him to the hospital, after all he deserves treatment" Isel said.

"Already, but he revolted to make a mess, the specialist also asked to be sent home."

Isel's head laughed down, already knowing what happened. One of the patients could not be treated anymore, let alone there was a reduced deadly disease in his body.

"Let me see him before he ends." Isel requested a medical report.

Along the way to the patient's room, Isel was still focusing on the medical report. His steps stopped to see a tall man staring into the room of one of the patients.

"Bian, what are you doing here?"

Bian turned his head towards Isel, shocked to see him coming to a place he was not supposed to visit.

Isel's gaze toward a woman who looked pitiful, the infusion was forced to be repeatedly injected so as not to run amok.

"I'm from visiting someone, accidentally passed by here. I go first Sel," said Bian without waiting for Isel's answer.

"He will not live long, the doctors have been humbled if this patient to end his life," said Isel who is still focused on looking ahead.

"Why, he's still healthy. Why would he be killed?"

"This is not Bian's murder, but an end to the pain. This woman has been here for thirty-five years, ten years ago she was sentenced to a terminal illness." Isel took a breath because he felt very sorry, but there was no choice. Also treated did not cure it because it was the final stage.

Both of Bian's hands were clenched, his eyes were sharp with anger, but there was nowhere to vent them.

Isel looked towards Bian who looked very hit, could understand with the look in his eyes. No one knows how Bian's life story, what the truth may be he also does not know.

"Who is he?"

"No idea, I can't remember it." Bian's tears dripped touching the iron trellis that was the barrier.

Bian knelt down, if he could ask who gave birth to him, wondering why he was born until his life was destroyed.

"It's not that your parents are dead, it's not you ...." Isel undoes his intentions because everyone has a personal secret.

"As long as one knows I'm looking for her, but my steps are brought here. Why is Mama there, why isn't Bian waiting?" the crying sounded heartbreaking, the mentally broken man, trying to improve himself but being hit back with reality.

The sharp eye gaze of an old woman hugged a baby doll for safekeeping. No one would touch his son.

"Which part of it hurts?" isel asked to see a thin body.

There is no answer, just a movement to weigh the baby so as not to be afraid of anyone coming.

"Ma, am I too late to come? Look at me Ma," Bian's pinta touched the remaining hand of skin.

Wailing cries rang out, Isel turned his head the other way dripping with tears as he first saw Bian crying.

Several guards were running around, but Isel's head shook allowing Bian to let go of his longing.

"Why do I always have to end this way?" a strong hand hit the floor.

"It hurts, be patient, son." The sound of sound made Bian even more sliced to see the woman who gave birth to him put the baby doll, then held his stomach that hurt.

"Sick Ma, we go to the hospital and treat the pain. It's okay not to recognize Bian, enough we can live as a family." Bian's hand touched his leg until he prostrated, begging his mother to hold on.

Isel injections make it calm to slowly sleep, pain medication has also been injected.

Isel's hand slowly on Bian's back encouraged him, asking Bian to be even stronger.

"Cell, help me get Mama out of here. I beg Sel." Bian knelt before Isel while crying.

No matter how much karma lives because of the many sins, Bian is ready to bear it, but wants to be devoted to his parents once.

"Don't tell me there's no chance, I beg Sel. I will kneel to your entire family to treat it, even if you want my life to be given, at least let me treat it once." Both of Bian's hands folded in pleading.

Isel's head nodded, no matter how much of a mistake Bian did not despise Isel, he had forgiven.

"Wait here, I'll get a license to take her to the hospital. We fight one more time, but if fate doesn't approve then never change." Isel's small smile was seen asking Bian to stand up.

Bian's head nodded, looking at his mother. Clutching hands tightly pleads for health.

"Ma, Bian come out first. Later Bian accompany to seek treatment, Mama do not give up first." Bian's heart was broken from having to get out.

Isel locked back the door, stepping back to get permission. Rare Isel stopped staring back at Bian who was still waiting at the door.

"Any evil at least he has a heart, not devoted to others, but he glorifies his mother so much." Isel's tears trickled down could not imagine how broken Bian's heart was.

Isel's request for permission was not accepted, there was a debate because Isel risked his status.

Whatever happens becomes his responsibility, no matter how much loss Isel will still bring to the hospital.

"Cell, don't be rash. Your career could be destroyed, he will rampage to damage the good name of this hospital," explained the Doctor asked Isel not to do harm.

"I will still take him away, and risk a status that is only written on a piece of paper. My parents alone were unable to restrain, threaten and stop me, and then what I feared in front of others." Isel stepped away to take the license and put down his signature to be in charge.

Isel's smile can be seen staring at Bian still standing staring at the woman he just found, a woman who suffered from mental disorders because she was separated from her child since infancy.

"Which parent is able to be separated from his baby, and which child can see his mother feel pain."

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