Don't Take My Son

Positive Thinking

After observation in the emergency room Rakha was transferred to the VVIP inpatient room. The condition is not stable right, from the results of re-examination of blood, platelets even more decreased, hematocritnya also still high, and platelet levels, hematocrit will be checked per six hours, he said, so Rakha will have her blood drawn in six hours.

Seeing a patient with a condition like Rakha is certainly no stranger to Rafael, it has become commonplace, but seeing the weak lying in the patient's bed is his own child, feelings of anxiety, fear, fear, not heart, until guilt mixed in his chest. How could he fail, not paying close attention to Rakha's condition, how could he assume Rakha only had a normal fever, not even the slightest thought that the dengue virus would attack his son.

Never for a second did he leave Rakha except to go to the bathroom, even praying he did beside his son's bed. Mami and her brother Richan accompany Rafael to look after Rakha.

"El you and Richan eat first there let mami take care of Rakha." Now it is past the dinner hour, the time has shown at nine o'clock at night, but Rafael has not wanted to fill his stomach which since noon has not been filled properly, he only drinks mineral water and isotonic fluids.

"I'm not hungry." Said Rafael, he sat leaning on the patient's bed beside his son, he really did not want to move from his son's side.

"You must eat El, from noon you have not eaten, while Dika sleeps, there, the cafeteria will be closed."

"Well, just eat there, I take away." Rafael did not want to leave Rakha.

"Yes, I've already bought a meal, mami wants a nitip what?" Richan asked before leaving the room.

"Nothing, mommy just want to rest, let's change Rakha's guard." Mami went to the waiting room, there was one bed, a set of sofas, like a hotel room. Richan went out of the room to the cafeteria. Stay Rafael who accompanies Rakha.

He looked at his HP screen, opened his chat with Kharisa, no more reply messages from Kharisa for him. At five in the afternoon Rafael had just faced Kharisa telling Rakha's condition, obviously making Kharisa surprised.

"El where have you been? I'm calling you not to be picked up, where's Rakha? I want to talk to him." Kharisa immediately attacked Rafael, because since the morning Rafael ignored his call.

"Sory Sa, it seems that my HP was silent, I also did not pay attention to where Hpku ." he replied lying.

"At tomorrow Rakha and I won't go home, can you come here?" rafael said at the time.

"I told you El, I can't go there, so why not go home? Don't tell me that's an excuse for me to come there. Don't be weird, El, tomorrow take Rakha home, promise you take Rakha only until tomorrow."

"Sa.....Rakha." Rafael sounded hesitant to say it.

"Don't lie to El." Somehow Kharisa's tone of voice was raised, he did not seem to believe Rafael, probably because of his mother's treatment of Kharisa.

"Rakha is hospitalized, you come here well, Rakha nanyain you continue."

"I'm not kidding Sa, since this morning I took her to the hospital. Replace vidio call ya Sa." At that time Rafael immediately changed the vidio call mode. Kharisa also immediately received a call vidio call Rafael, seen the face of the man he really still loves. Kharisa widened his eyes when he saw his favorite son lying on the bed with an infusion hose in his hand, while Rakha was fast asleep.

"Rakha.." call him in a quivering voice. Of course he would not have thought that his son who was on vacation was lying in the hospital, in the country of people far away from him.

"Rakha is sleeping Sa, let him rest ya."

"What happened to Rakha? Why should he be treated, how is he? Why do you know now?" Kharisa leaned in with questions, and Rafael felt even more guilty as he looked at the face on his HP screen filled with anxiety with a puddle of water that slowly fell on his cheek.

"I'm sorry Sa, I didn't notice where my HP was." Of course Rafael's answer lies, since leaving for the hospital, his HP he brought continues but confused to tell Kharisa how? Until finally after four hours Rakha was in hospital he only dared to tell Kharisa.

There was no reply to a message from Kharisa after he sent a message asking to be sent a photo of Kharisa ID card, Rafael planned to buy a plane ticket for Kharisa tomorrow on the first flight. He knew Kharisa was angry at him, angry at not telling Kharisa from the beginning when Rakha was taken to the hospital, if told from the beginning maybe Kharisa had flown to Singapore, if leaving now of course mepet, plane tickets have not been obtained because the last two flights are full of passengers.

While in his room Kharisa had just finished preparing the equipment to be brought tomorrow morning to Singapore, he was leaving with his mother taking a flight at six in the morning. Tickets have been prepared by his papa assistant, his own papa can not come because there are business matters that can not be left, later will follow, he said, all of you meet mama Lisna and Rendi who are already in Singapore.

He had read Rafael's message that Rafael would prepare a ticket, but Kharisa refused to reply. Yes, he was angry at Rafael, angry that Rafael had just told him while Rakha was taken to the hospital earlier this morning. Plus his worry about Rakha made his heart and mind jumbled. Is Rakha fussy? Usually if Rakha's pain likes to be fussy, want to be hugged, carried, sometimes not want to be far from his momy. Now that Rakha was sick, being hospitalized was her first experience, and surely Rakha had to be infused, blood drawn, maybe until many times being pierced with a needle, surely Rakha was in pain when she was put on an infusion, she said, when blood was drawn, while he was not beside him. Imagining it made his heart ache, his chest felt tight, his tears could not be contained. He could only hug the bolts imagining he was hugging Rakha, while dispelling his fear of something terrible happening to Rakha. Mama reminded me not to imagine the various, always think positive, Rakha's pain is not severe, he will be back healthy, that's what I reminded you of. Kharisa also tried to think positively Raka will be fine, earlier when the vidio call he could see Rakha was asleep, hopefully when he woke up not as fussy as he imagined.

He opened the incoming WA message from Rafael.

"Sa, how about, what time you leave tomorrow, let me buy you a ticket."

"I've got a ticket, leaving tomorrow at six with my mom. Rakha's treated on what floor, what room?" Kharisa immediately replied to Rafael's message.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up at the airport." Rafael sent another message.

"No, I can take a taxi." Kharisa immediately replied to Rafael's message, inexplicably he was still irritated with Rafael.

"I'll pick you up, I'll wait at the exit." Reply Rafael. Kharisa also did not reply to Rafael's message again, if this is how Rafael will not be denied, surely he will still pick him up.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Kharisa tried to close his eyes even though it was difficult. But he had to rest so that tomorrow he could meet his son in a fresh state. He kept his eyes closed as he continued to pray for Rakha's healing, thinking positively of Allah's Most Eloquent Prayer, Rakha must be healthy again. He also slept in his sleep.

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