Don't Take My Son

Syok

Half an hour before the scheduled flight Kharisa landing at Changi airport, Rafael was already there to pick up Kharisa, he did not want Kharisa first take a taxi because he was late to pick up. Time and time again he looked at the clock on his HP screen, feeling that time was running so slowly. In fact, he did not calm down to leave Rakha even though there was his mother and brother Richan who took care of his son. Rakha had vomited even though only a little liquid came out brownish, and it disturbed Rafael's mind, he suspected Rakha had stomach bleeding. He immediately told the nurse there and was immediately followed up by the doctor who treated Rakha. The treatment at the hospital included fast, the officer was quick to respond, it was fitting that the hospital was famous to other countries, to many patients from other countries who deliberately came to seek treatment there.

Rafael stood up from his seat when he heard that the plane carrying Kharisa landed, he approached the passenger exit, whereas Kharisa and his mother must have just exited the plane and had to go through an immigration check, not to mention picking up suitcases or items stored in the trunk. He walked back and forth, looking unsettled, for some reason he remembered his son. It is likely that Rakha should be installed NGT (Naso Gastric Tube) hose, which is installed through the nose into the hull, the goal is to monitor the bleeding of the stomach as well as a tool to help clean the stomach hila indeed bleeding in the stomach, it was alleged Rafael.

She contacted her brother asking about the situation of Rakha who she had just lived about half an hour ago. Sure enough, when he contacted his brother, the guard doctor was doing a visit, observing Rakha as well as relaying instructions from a pediatrician who handled his son after it had been recommended, he said, and the instructions are Rakha must be installed NGT. Rafael also communicates directly with the guard doctor via his brother's phone, he asked the installer NGT done after he returned to the hospital, he said, of course he wanted to be next to Rakha when he had a hose through his nose which would have made Rakha afraid of even causing pain and discomfort to his son.

After completing the telecommunication with the guard doctor, he again noticed the passenger exit, some people were seen out with a suitcase and carrying his luggage, he also circulated the views of mencsri Kharisa and his mother. Not how long look two women hijab different age but has a resemblance of face, walking quickly with an anxious face while pounding his suitcase, Rafael immediately approached him.

"Assalamualaikum, let me bring the suitcase aunt." Say hello to Rafael while pulling the suitcase pushed by mama Kharisa."

"Let's go...., Risa same aunt wait there, I go to the parking lot first take the car." Said Rafael then walked towards the place he appointed.

"I told you not to pick it up, why pick it up, who's taking care of Rakha?" Kharisa still seems to be upset with Rafael.

"There's mommy and Bang Richan in charge, wait a minute, yeah." Rafael walked half-run towards the parking lot of his car.

The journey from the airport to the hospital can be reached in approximately half an hour, Rafael drives his car at the maximum speed allowed, he did not dare to increase the speed even though he wanted to get to the hospital immediately because this was in a country of people and countries that included the discipline of enforcing the rules.

There was a tone of call from HP Rafael, he took his HP in his shirt pocket, he immediately put the earphones and received a call that turned out from his brother, there must be an important thing related to Rakha.

"Yes Bang?" Answer while still concentrating on driving.

"What.....?" Rafael's facial expression changed, shocked and anxious. Kharisa who was sitting in the passenger seat next to him saw it clearly.

"Just do your best, as soon as possible, Bang, you just sign the deal." Rafael's voice rang out with his anxious face, he increased the speed of his car hoping to get to the hospital soon, something seemed to happen with his son.

"What's El? Call from who?" Kharisa asked worriedly, he suspected that the one who just called was his brother Rafael to tell Rakha's condition. Why Rakha? What happened to his son? Raphael did not answer.

"Rakha why is El, Rakha okay khan?" Asked Kharisa again, he also looked worried. The mother sitting in the back was worried about her granddaughter.

"El why didn't you answer? Rakha's okay, right?" Kharisa asked again because Rafael still did not answer his question, whether what was conveyed by his brother on the phone, which Rafael clearly looks riled up.

"I don't know Sa's condition yet, the doctor's checking on him." Rafael answered, whether honest or not the answer.

"I won't forgive you if something happens to Rakha El." Kharisa's cheeks look wet, either because of the longing for his son also the worry of something happening to his son or his heart is still irritated with Rafael.

Finally they arrived at the hospital lobby. Rafael immediately got out, handed the car keys to the officer who used to serve valet parking, followed by Kharisa and mama out of the car without carrying his suitcase.

Without a sound, Kharisa without asking much questions followed Rafael quickly, because he did not know Rakha was being treated in which room. Mama was a little left behind but tried to adjust because she felt bad, felt something happened to her favorite granddaughter and wanted to meet her granddaughter soon. Kharisa did not know Rakha was treated in which room, he continued to follow Rafael until they entered the elevator and then came out on the floor where the treatment room was located, namum Karisa was seen frowning as she read the directions on that floor. Intensive Care, Operating Room and Rafael stop at the door above which reads PICU (Pediatric Intensive Care Unit).

"Why come here El ? Where's Rakha?" Kharisa began to worry again, he was more convinced that something had happened to him

"How is the doctor treated?"

"Let's go in." Rafael instead of answering, he asked Kharisa and entered.

It turned out that in the patient's waiting room, Mami papi Rafael and her brother Richan were sitting together, mami's eyes looked red, her cheeks wet. They immediately stood up when they saw Rafael coming, followed by Kharisa and mama behind him.

"Where's Rakha? Where's my son, I want to see Rakha." Kharisa immediately asked for his son's whereabouts, his voice sounded tight, making the other patient's waiter turn to him.

" Be calm first Sa....."

"Bang, what happened to Rakha? how's she doing?"

"Rakha had aspirations while vomiting, GCS 3, is now being intubated" replied Papi Rakha. He had just come to the hospital but had heard the explanation of the doctor who treated Rakha.

"Yes Allah......" Rafael's body looks weak, his face looks shocked to hear his papa's answer. He regretted why he left Rakha.

"Why El? What happened to Rakha? What happened to her?" kharisa's voice again became the center of attention, he asked because the answer papi Rafael who uses medical terms can not be understood.

"I'm sorry Sa...." Rafael looked at Kharisa with teary eyes, it was heavy to convey the state of Rakha to Kharisa.Ia herself still does not believe that Rakha's condition decreased even experienced a stop of breath, and coma. Suddenly I thought something bad happened to my son.

"Rakha coma." Of course Kharisa and his mother were shocked and shocked."Kharisa shook his head. He walked towards the closed door of the PICU patient's hospital room, trying to open the door handle, but the door was locked.

"I don't want to see Rakha, I want to see my son." Kharisa said with a trembling voice and tears. Suddenly he turned towards the seat of the Rafael family.

"What did you do to my son? You never expected it before, but why should you hurt him, he's innocent, it should be me you hurt, not my son." His words were full of anger, mama approached him to calm his daughter.

"Have not been like this." Mama grabbed her daughter's shoulder, while Mami Rafael looked battered, her tears unceasingly running down her cheeks, looking a face of deep regret.

"They have always hurt me and my son Mah, have you not hurt me enough, rejected me?" Say again.

"Unlike Sa, they love Rakha very much....." Rafael approached, wanting to feel like he hugged Kharisa to give each other strength, he was currently in a fragile condition.

"If you love Rakha, why did you let her experience something like this? You know better the medical world, but why let Rakha coma, that's what Rakha loves." Kharisa's body shook, he could no longer stand, his body sagged on the floor, Rafael who saw the situation, immediately grabbed Kharisa's body into his arms.

"I'm sorry Sa.I'm sorry......"

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