Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
The Healty World Hospital
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🌻HEALTY WORLD HOSPITAL'S
🌻Still POV Dimass ...
At 11:00 when the TAXI that took us from the hotel to the Hospital pulled over. The big signboard says, HEALTY WORLD HOSPITAL. Signifies that we have reached the place where we are going.
Aldo deftly took a wheelchair on the edge and sat me there. Shortly father and Aldo headed to the Information Room to inquire about the registration room and question how the referral patient handling system at this Hospital.
Mother continued to be beside me until at once her stomach felt heartburn, she whispered that she was going to the toilet and asked me to stay in front of the hospital until she returned, I nodded in agreement.
Some time passed, father, Aldo and mother have not yet been seen. My eyes looked around, not the faces of the people closest to me I met. Instead my gaze was immediately stunned at a woman who was also sitting in a wheelchair like me, it seemed that some little boy was joking around him. And the wheel of the chair that the woman was sitting on was already in the corner but the woman did not notice. When my worries happened, the boy around who was joking accidentally nudged the woman's wheelchair until the wheelchair slid freely down the patient-only paved road and ambulance that could not climb the steps in front of the house building be ill.
My social soul rumbled, I immediately got up from my seat and ran with the little energy I had. I kept holding down the wheelchair that was in front of me now so as not to slide down further, while one of my hands touched my chest, enduring my pain and tightness.
I curse myself at this moment, even to help others my body is very weak. What man am I? Even I have 3 children, also a wife that of course I must take care of and must always be ready to protect. I have to endure, I have to heal and I have to go back to the people I love. My brain kept spinning with my mind until I was unconscious for quite a long time I had been holding a wheelchair with a woman who still looked terrified emanated on her face.
Before long a pair of men and women with distended stomachs seemed to be running towards where we were, it seemed like they were relatives of this wheelchair-bound woman, I thought.
"Sonia's sister, Sonia's sister! Is sister okay?" ask the woman with great concern.
The wheelchair-bound woman seemed to nod despite the obvious fear on her face.
"Yola, slow down! Not bad running around like that," the man's scolding approached the two women in front of me.
It looks like the man is the husband of the woman who is mingling the two, he grumbled because he panicked to see the wife he called Yola continued to run in a state of great pregnancy.
The woman suddenly looked at me, looking at me,
"Abang, look!" abugn.
"Astaghfirulloh!" the man screeched at me who was touching my chest while struggling to regulate my breath.
The man immediately helped me up and grabbed me.
"Come, Bang! Here saye please!" abugn.
"Yola please take care of Sonia, as long as the aunt has not come! Brother bring this brother up first." And the couple seemed to be talking in Malay which I could still understand because we were indeed cognate with differences that were not so much in my opinion.
With the help of a father who previously also saw me sitting in a wheelchair, the man continued to push me back to my wheelchair.
"Angt ... Brother patient juge to here?" ask Ilham to panic. "Wait, wait a second. Saye find a nurse first!" The man named Ilham immediately pushed my wheelchair to the IGD, which in Malaysia is called the Department of Anxiety and Trauma after a while earlier caught me nodding in assent to my patient status.
The 2-bodied woman soon entered the IGD looking for her husband who was helping me. Along with him, his father, mother and Aldo seemed to enter after hearing the riots that occurred outside and related to the man in a wheelchair that they immediately thought it was me.
"Dimasss ..," called my mother now to me who was lying in the Emergency Department room and was being treated by a doctor and two nurses.
"Sorry mom left you earlier, what happened to you son?" I said I look panicked at the moment.
"Oh, sorry Uncle, this is all because of our negligent mistake in caring for our brother. Our sister's wheelchair fell down and walked downstairs by herself, auntie help her. But we don't think that even this brother will be sick like this," said the man felt guilty to mother.
Mother seemed silent, she seemed to hold back her anger because the carelessness of the couple caring for her brother almost worsened my condition. But after thinking for a while, the mother chose to forgive and did not want to extend. Because my condition is more important, especially seeing the woman is also a 2-body.
"Indonesian mother?" the woman seemed to be talking to her mother. I was immediately surprised by the exact woman's guess.
"I'm also a native of Indonesia, Mom!" said the woman back.
"My name is Yolanda, this is my husband, Bang Ilham. Sorry thousands sorry, we really didn't expect something like this today. We're also here to bring brother medicine."
Mother welcomed the hand of the woman named Yola as a greeting introduction from him. Mother looks happy to meet fellow Indonesians in the country of the person, they also appear to exchange business cards afterwards.
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"Are you really Mr Arya? family patient on Mr Dimas's side?" (Are you really Aryan? family of patient on behalf of father Dimas ) A man about 45 years old in a doctor uniform appeared to approach Father and Mother.
"Yes right. You're Dr. Is Abraham Joseph?" father replied in Indonesian.
Moments earlier, she told Aldo to call Dr. Joseph and announced their arrival. After the registration process is completed.
"Rubber. Where is Mr Dimas now?"
Mom brought along my doctor who was lying on the IGD.
Dr. Joseph immediately checked my condition, asking for complaints/symptoms and history of heart disease in our family. Seen Dr. Joseph then made an introductory form for me to do blood tests, X-Ray Tests, Electrocardiogram Tests (ECGs), Coronary angiography tests, CT Scan Tests, and MRI Scans.
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Carefully Dr. Yusuf seemed to look through sheet by sheet my checking results. Ensuring diagnosis in the previous RS is the purpose of this check back. And it turns out, after a moment of silence Dr. Joseph looked to nod his head.
"How's Doc?" I can't wait to hear the doctor's response.
"OK right it turns out there is damage to one of the heart beds Mr Dimas, so that it can not drain blood perfectly, there is also a narrowing of the blood vessels due to plaque deposits, he said, so we have to do the installation of the ring also channeled blood,"
"When will the operation be performed Doc?"
"As soon as possible. Tomorrow at 8am the operation will be carried out. Make sure 6 hours before surgery, Dimas must fast first. Do you have any questions?" the doctor said again, looking into our eyes one by one.
"Enough Doc. We've been clear, " said Dad.
Instantly a nurse pushed my wheelchair and took us to the room. Because my condition will begin to be monitored at this time. An infusion hose was fitted through my wrist, as a nutrient liquid for me. I also invite to talk Aldo who later tonight has returned to Bandung. I told him a variety of things, from my business to my family. I entrust Aldo as my eyes and hands at this time. I asked Aldo to be in the middle of my family too, keeping my family members watching over my sister Shifa.
Until the moment my phone rang, Aldopun immediately picked up my phone in the nacash and passed out because he saw that the one who called me was my wife, not wanting to enter our conversation.
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"Assalamu'alaikum ..." Lyraku's voice was heard behind the phone.
"Muleta'alaikumussalamm,"
"Mass, have you been to the hospital?" ask Lyra-ku shimmied.
"Already, in Syaa Alloh tomorrow morning Mas will be operated on," I said.
"May all lancaar Maasss,"
"Yes Dear ... Aamiins. What's lyra doing?" ask slowly.
"I was playing with the twins, Paa ... Pa ... Paa ... Ta ... Ta ... Taa ... Did you just hear the voice of your sons Mass?"
"Yes,"
"They're praying for you, Mass, too,"
"Yes, thank you dear Daddyhh, Mayra's voice is inaudible?"
"Mayra just fell asleep. Since morning he kept asking you, Are you seeing Doctor, he said. Your daughter is adorable. He just kept talking,"
"It's a pity that Mas wanted to hear Mayra's voice. Oya Ly - r ...."
"Yes Mass,"
"As long as Mas isn't around, what's the problem for you if Aldo stays in our house? It's like family. And Mas will be calm there's a figure in the house."
"Actually I'm a little uncomfortable that there's someone else in our house. But if it calms you, fine. The guest room is downstairs, and my room and Shifaa are upstairs."
"That's my thinking too. Sayangg .. if tomorrow you have difficulty contacting Mas means Mas has been handled, just include Mas in the do'a Lyra."
"Of course. The best do'a for you and our whole family. Oh yeah, where are Mom and Dad??"
"They're going to the hotel to pick up some of my needs."
"Dear, my dear, I seem to be very sleepy."
"Good Mas. Maasss, I love you so much, so much ... I'll always be waiting for you,"
"Pass loves Lyra very much, Assalamu'alaikumm."
"Mass ... wait Mass ... Mass ....
Tut ... Tutt ... Tutt ....
Ahhhh is closed, wa'alaikumsalam Mass, answer in my mind.
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🌻This chapter contains Colab with Fellow Thor in Noveltoon Writing Academy which is super cool with his work, the story of a girl named Yola who was betrothed early by both her parents, who are, set in the neighboring country of Malaysia, it contains many conflicts and mysteries that must always stir the taste of its readers. Monggo snooped, there was a meeting with Mas Dimas at the Hospital in Malaysia also lhoo ....
