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And a few moments later, 3 nurses dressed in all-white covered seemed to push the bed containing our little daughter, a very heart-wrenching condition was plastered in front of us at this time ....
"Mass, Diyara we Mass ... Diyaraa ...," I see.
We followed the nurse towards the current closed ICU room, a nurse was holding us back to enter at this time. "If you can get in, I'll let you know" a nurse told me.
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At 23:00 a nurse called me, and I followed her. The quiet room had only the sound of a monitor I heard. I saw inside 3 babies with various hoses and monitors nearby, whether their illness but their condition is not much different from my Diyara which I saw a while ago. And I was still following the nurse until we got to my daughter's bed in the corner.
My diyara seems to still close his eyes, he looks slumbering once asleep, maybe the influence of the drug has not gone. A couple of monitors lined up on the side of my daughter's bed, no matter what but a lot.
"Mom can accompany the mother's daughter for 15 minutes, for nutrition is still using the hose because we are still monitoring her breathing" said the nurse.
"Can I take turns with my husband to enter Doc?" my many.
"Can, one by one please but don't make a noise." Not long after the nurse left me and my Diyara.
Gently rubbed his face and arms, and on his chest seemed to be covered in adhesive about 10-12cm extending from the nape of his neck down making my tears instantly sagging.
"This is the incision they made to restore your condition, Nakk? Is it really that sick, son?? Diyara, dear mother of Diyara, Diyara must be strong, later we play together with Dirga, sister Mayra and Dad. Babe ... You must endure Nakk, mustss..!!!" whispered in my little daughter's ear.
I read tilawah through the mobile phone application near his ear now, the words of our Love Rob, who promised to always help HIS servant I cantunakan now, until a few verses I read and 10 minutes passed. I show you a kiss on my little princess's face right now. There are still 5 minutes, Mas Dimas also has the right to see his daughter, and I am out of the room at this time.
5 minutes passed by and Mas Dimas came out of the ICU room where Diyara was, Mas Dimas did not meet me, he pulled over at the corner of the window. I who was sitting at the side of the Father immediately stood closer to the Dimasku mas. Yes, Arini's father and mother are indeed coming home at this time, they must rest well because we will take turns for tomorrow.
And Mas Dimas has been by my side at this time, the hand that is being landed on his chest. I grasped it, his hands were sweating a lot, I also turned to the face of my Dimas. His face looked pale with sadness there.
"Mas, you're not well .. "I'm sorry.
With a small smile on my face, Mas Dimas took me to the edge where there were 2 empty seats.
"Diyara sleeps very soundly, even though he really wants to joke with her," said mas Dimas as if forcing his speech.
"Mas, answer me..!! Are you well??"
"Hey what is this question? it's obviously very healthy."
"Why does it look pale?"
"Then anyway?? it must be because the air inside was very cold, and again mas did not use lipstick like you," said mas Dimas replied to my question with a teacher who again forced him.
"Darling ...."
"Well, with your wife you'll also cover up your grief, Mas, can't I read your eyes?"
"Darling," and Mas Dimas returned my embrace, he buried his face in my shoulder which made my shoulder instantly wet.
"Sorry, seeing Diyara with various hoses on her body has weakened Mas,"
I also felt the same.
Suddenly Dimas's hand slipped from my body. "Darling, I'm going to go to the toilet for a while" Dimas quickly moved away from me, I stared one hand at his chest, but I thought it was normal.
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🌻2 Months have passed, after doctors and ICU cardiac nurses who always carefully monitor the condition of Diyara with a series of routine blood tests, echocardiography, chest X-ray photos, and, infusion drugs and using breathing aids are often done to ensure the health of our daughter. Finally today came, the day that the doctor had steadily allowed Diyara to come home and gather in our midst again.
Diyara is not 100% cured%. Because we still have to keep checking his condition in the next 3 months, if all is okay, further checks will be carried out in the next 6 months, 1 year ahead and so on until it can be ascertained Diyara can last a long time without symptoms that arise that will affect his life in the future to grow up.
Thanksgiving was held at home for Diyara's return. Various do'a from relatives, friends, neighbors, business partners, Mayra school colleagues continue to be promoted. Happiness emanated from the faces of those closest to us, after a long struggle Diyara had gone through.
Our lives began to normalize afterwards.
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🌻3 MONTHS LATER
Dirga and Diyara are now 6 months old. Their bodies are becoming more and more adorable. Not inferior to Dirga, Diyara also grew up to be an active child.
For people who did not know us before, no one thought that behind the smile of our little girl there was a story that left a mark on her body. The long incision was a testament to Diyara's struggle at that time, the pain we went through every second when we saw our little girl helplessly lying with various hoses attached to her body.
But everything has become a story, I hope so because from the results of Diyara checkup a few days ago, Diyara's heart seems to have worked perfectly, heart rate and breathing are regular, digestion is no problem, too, active and cheerful movement. Diyara even started MP ASI with ravenous appeal Dirga the older brother who still depends on my ASI, because the portion of the meal is a little.
We have a new worker at home. Dinar's brother as soon as he was called, he was 35 years old, he helped me take care of Dirga at home. He we found from a baby sister dealer in Bandung area, he looked kind and polite. Since his presence 2 months ago, my work has been very helpful. Even for Diyara, I still hold, because Diyara is more special to me and is always there to special concerns if she is in the hands of others.
Tangerang family and Cikarang family also often stay at our house. Because we can't travel far. As is the case today, Shifa's sister Mas Dimas is staying at our house, again on vacation and bored at home. And we're happy because Mayra loves to play with her tantric.
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