Gus ROKHIM, The Wound Cover

CHAPTER 121

Gus Rokhim found the room where Baby Akmal was being treated.

With his heart beating fast and his breath wheezing, he entered the room.

When the door had just opened the first sight he saw was his son who was sleeping on a gurney with an infusion hose stuck in his leg.Why in the leg because when going to install the needle infusion nurse did not find a vessel blood on the hands of baby Akmal so the nurses decided to put an infusion needle on the veins in the legs.

Himma was teaching beside the gurney.

What a sad sight before him, good to feel so guilty.

"Dear." But Himma could hear the call.

Himma wiped away the tears that had not stopped coming out of her eyes.So she turned to the source of the voice.

Himma held a breath that still felt tight, Himma wanted to say but her tongue felt Kelu, She was really hurt in the man in front of her.

" Look at me..." Gus Rokhim said, Himma has thrown a paper containing the results of the examination of the blood of Baby Akmal.

" Look, look at this and the doctor must know what the data mean."

Gus Rokhim read the contents of the data

" Dear this...?"

" Yes the fever that mas say ordinary fever was apparently because your child suffered from leukemia.Mas satisfied hah, satisfied now.!" her crying broke again.

Gus Rokhim.

" Aren't you a doctor, then why don't you know hah.I'm disappointed, I'm disappointed.Mas know if I don't want to go alone here and urge the doctor here to do a complete examination of what will happen to our son mas.What...?"

" I wonder where my very sensitive husband went, Back when I was approaching the day of birth mas often left me alone nights and finally I came alone to the hospital with pain but at that time I understood him because of my duties as a doctor,but this time when anything happens to my son don't expect me to forgive you." Actually, the threat was not from his heart, just because of emotions.

Gus Rokhim just silently realized how wrong he was because he had been negligent, of course he was very sorry, very angry.

" Why shut up, why...?" Himma roaring.

" Sorry darling, forgive me please.You can be angry but don't believe me dear.We have to stay together for the sake of our child." Gus Rokhim pleaded with Himma

" Leukaemia mas, why should our child, why not just me ....?" Finally Himma gave up.She realized anger at her husband will not solve the problem, her anger will not make the child recover.

" Hiks..hiks...hiks...do your best for our son mas, do your best for him." Gus Rokhim embraces Himma's body.

" Oh dear we will do our best for our Son.Im sorry, yes." many times Gus Rokhim kissed the top of his head.

" Mammmmamma.nda..." Baby Akmal whining seems like he misses his father a lot.

" Dear, I'm sorry Dad, you have to be nine for dad and Mommy." Gus Rokhim said, lifting up his son's body in his trunk.

Kissed the son's face.

Baby Akmal is very fussy tonight, the one-year-old baby did not want to be separated from the sling of the father so that Gus Rokhim fell asleep while sitting holding his son.Baby Akmal seemed to hold his father to account for the mistakes his father made.

Himma slept on a small sofa not far from the patient's bed.