
"i remember very much the time I entered Natta's room and the feeling I had back then" Nawwa said
cold room, with a squeak of a ventilator machine buzzing and a hundred monitors beeping every few seconds.A senior doctor who must be a senior invited us to enter .
I ignored my parents whispering briefly with the old doctor and then the doctor smiled bitterly at me.
no hypocrite I my condition eyewitness conditions annata fall very chaotic but somehow the natural forces of the planet that makes me so able to cover it.Start from I think my heart as 125 times faster bubbling, and,numb feet, buzzing ears so play the recording of the fallen annata sound with a very tight bruuukkh.as if the eyes are also very eager to be closed but held back by a mountain of benalu .
natta was lying quietly weakly on the white and light blue sheets typical of the hospital once, right?I noticed his breathing was in rhythm with the ventilator.
it hurt me the most when I saw so many hoses and medical devices in Natta's body.And the needle must have hurt a needle that stuck in my sister.
it's just that there's a hose stuck in his mouth that makes me unable to lie to myself that "he's just sleeping"
that time....
"father looked at his daughter's body with tears held back to drip,
"Can I touch her, maa?"
papa said..
(is that not the most suffocating sentence for us to hear, as if touching Natta's body it would collapse and disappear)
mama came forward in front of the bed full of medical devices.
"of course"
said the powerless mother holding back her cries.
mama's hand stroked natta's hair with a very careful heart and at that time I saw a strand of natta's hair in the shave was finished.there was a small wound that had been sewn there.
mama retreated slowly and looked for papa's body and leaned her body there, her lips were not moving ...
until I asked..
"can he speak a word?"
then mom looked at me hinting that she was asking "nawwa, are you okay, son?"I pura pura tenggar with the mouth muscles that are cramps say
"You're fine" said Nawwa
to his parents who were so worried about his daughter .
"look at Paa, our son sleeps peacefully.is he okay?"
"natta will be fine, baby, he is so strong that he was born!
he's a good fighter!
and we can go through it together"
said the father who smiled bitterly.
but I, her brother, find it hard to believe that the natta I see now is so pale, immobile, so many bruises it would be so hard to believe that my sister would heal as she did.
after a while the old doctor came back and he was not alone now he brought 2 senior nurses and 3 other doctors at once I felt this space was so small and I just realized my legs were so dark because it stood a little long.
the doctor came to check on Natta
he came to do the test, this time a bit so time-consuming.kqmi was told to go out and rest because this is a bit long.
mama nodded but her hand was still holding natta.
"by having papa pull out to the exit"
a senior nurse looked at us as if she was sympathetic and felt what we were feeling, as if she were looking after her;
"poor harmonious family, may God save your dying child"
I just passed by and
instantly I felt so thirsty I had not drunk for a long time.I was sure I would not be able to eat if my sister was so but I needed to drink and sleep.
fainting or exhausted I fell asleep in the waiting chair after drinking.
I even just fell asleep for a while about 1 hour.Natta's shadow fell until carried away in my conscious.
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