Honeyed

Honey Ep.25 (SEASON 2)

Where should I look?. Looking for a favor that could help my son's life?. Today my Aisyah is still lying down and being given treatment that I myself am very afraid to see. Many very foreign medical devices were attached to Ayesha's body. Crying?, it's not time anymore. I feel like all my tears have been spent yesterday. Even the eyes feel very painful to open. I should be able to get a kidney donor for Aisyah as soon as possible. Do you know how destroyed my world was once you knew that the person you loved so much was suddenly confirmed to have a very deadly disease?. A disease that could at any time take our loved ones out of our lives?. Separating long-awakened love. I even had time to drop and fall awake so that I could continue to get excited and get up. I feel like my feet are limping next door. It is very hard to run in such conditions. For three days now, Aisyah is still in the hospital. My wife had very malignant kidney cancer. There is only one way other than chemotherapy, which is to have a kidney organ transplant. Where should I look?, while finding a donor is not easy, everything must be in accordance with the circumstances and conditions of Aisyah. My mother even fell unconscious when I came home and gave her this sad news. So is my mother-in-law's family. They were all very hit. Their crying really made me even more devastated. But at least they didn't leave me alone. I am grateful, I have a family that is shoulder to shoulder in this difficult and narrow situation.

"Family mother of Ayesha,". One of the nurses called me and asked me to enter the doctor's room that dealt with Aisyah.

"Yes my sister,".

"Please sir, get inside the doctor's office. Doctor Priyo wants to talk to Ana about Aisyah's health condition,".

"Well, thank you Sister,".

"Together sir,".

I knocked on the front door with the doctor's name and the photo in 3x4.

"Tokkk... tok... tok,". I knocked on the door and then sat down on the chair that had been provided.

"Please sir,".

"Thank you doctor. How about doc?,".

"Look at Fahmi sir. The condition of the father's wife for now has not been a very significant change. Because this must be done immediately kidney organ transplantation, so that the life of the father's wife can be helped immediately. Did you get the donor?,".

"Not docking yet,". I answered while holding tightness in the chest, and keeping my tears from dripping.

"It still can not be well, before his we also apologize, because from the hospital has been trying to find a suitable donor for the father's wife. But it's a little difficult, we can also find a kidney donor for my father's wife,".

"Sa-I have to how do doc?,". My voice is so choked. I'm really dead-end. I was confused, where else should I get a kidney donor for Aisyah. I have even contacted some acquaintances who allow to be able to get a donor for Aisyah.

"Look sir, seeing the condition of Lady Aisyah, mistress Aisyah can survive with the help of tools for no more than a month. And I hope, there is a miracle that comes and then your wife can get a kidney donor that fits her. We will continue to do the care we can to keep Aisyah's mother in a stable condition, while waiting for a suitable donor. This transplant should be done immediately sir, so that cancer cells do not continue to spread to the cells of the body of a healthy lady Aisyah,".

My body is so limp, my mind is fucked, my heart is broken. I did not respond to anything and only listened to the explanation of the person called the doctor in front of me. Actually I want to be angry, but it's impossible. Painful once with words can last no more than a month. What does it mean, why do people like them so easily say those words. Don't know that it's really deadly for some people. Within a month, where should I run?, I should in any way let alone get a kidney donor for my wife?. Who is the person who can be a donor to Aisyahku?.

"Doctor, is there any other way I can save my wife?, doc?,". I still hope

"Only an organ transplant is the only hope sir. Maybe this is heavy, but the facts are like that, Mr. Fahmi. We and other medical teams have tried as much as we can and as much as we can in accordance with our science and existing procedures. And the only way is to transplant kidney organs on the body of Miss Aisyah,".

"What happens if in a month there is no donor right for my wife doc?,".

"We can't do much sir. In addition to the existing circumstances. The worst possibility is the loss of life from Mrs Aisyah Pak Fahmi. Because cancer cells are very fast spread. During that one month we tried to continue to suppress the spread of cancer cells in the body of Ms. Aisyah, more specifically in her kidney organs,".

"Well doctor. Thanks for the information,".

"Sama-sama sir. Hopefully soon get a suitable donor for your wife,".

"Amalein,".

I stopped and then came out of the room. The room that really squeezed my chest. I wiped away my tears that were no longer able to be contained. Why do cancer cells have to grow in Aisyah's body?, why?. Now how should I?. Really suffocating. I haven't even met my daughter Marwah. Must he be looking for where Umi and Abinya are?. She must have asked her Oma, why neither I nor Aisyah went home. He must be very lonely and miss me and Aisyah very much. What do I have to explain to Marwah?. He's a smart kid and he's not easy to lie to. Marwah will definitely ask where uminya, why not go home since screaming in pain and crying to roar. Wawa must be very long, because now that preparing her school clothes is no longer uminya, Wawa my daughter must be very lonely and sad because the school that delivers is not me, she said, but it was the cab driver I paid for dropping off and picking up Wawa at school while I was still guarding Aisyah at the hospital. I don't know what's on my daughter's mind.

"Marwah, forgive Abi. Abi has not been able to go home since Umi screamed in pain. Abi and Umi are missing. Pray for Umi yes son, so that the umi is strong, so that Umi immediately gets a suitable donor for umi. Hopefully Umi will be healthy quickly, and Abi can immediately take home umi to meet with Wawa ya dear,". I was so sad when I got out of the hospital. I wiped my tears. It feels really stifling. This exam is truly amazing. Totally deadly.

I stood up and then headed to the mosque to get some water. Only that now can make my pain and tightness a little treatable. To wash away all sorrow, weeping, and disappointment. I can't imagine one bit, if my Aisyah can't be helped. It was really terrible. What would my fate be if abandoned by Aisyah, even more so how is the fate of my daughter Marwah. I sat on the terrace of the mosque after taking the water. Now is not the time to pray dzuhur. I sat down with a feeling that was still very scared, messy and really terrible. Until I heard one who was reading some verses of the Qur'an along with its meaning. One of the verses I just heard is the Qur'an of Ali-Imran's letter "You will truly be tested against your property and yours. And (also) you will hear from those who have been given the Book before you and from those who associate with God, much distressing interference. If you are patient and fearful, then that is certainly a matter of precedence [li ‘Imran/3 :186].

His recitation of the Qur'an is wonderful. But I refuse to see the man. I sat down to enjoy the chanting of the verses the man had read, calming my own heart. I'm still thinking about how to get the right and right donor for Aisyah. I kept praying that God would give me a way out. In order for me to get some good news soon, at least the news that there is a suitable donor for Aisyah. Blowing down a tree that was planted by the mosque, really won my true heart that would never calm down until I managed to get a donor for Aisyah.

"Allahuakbar..... Mephawkbaaaarr....,". Adzan dzuhur's voice is heard. Alhamdulillah, it was time to pray. Her singing is also very sweet. It seems to be the voice of the same man who recited the verses of Allah. I stood up and looked for who it was. But the fact is today the mosque is very full. Until I didn't get a part or a front shaf, I couldn't see the muezzin (the one who proclaimed the adhan) just now. I lined up at the very back and then performed the dzuhur prayer in congregation.

After the dzuhur prayer worshipers I again sat on the terrace of the northern part of the mosque. I sat down and thought hard, how do I get a kidney donor for Aisyah. Not long after I sat down, my phone shook. There was an incoming call from her mother apparently.

"Hallo, assalamualaikum Ma'am,".

"Aisyah should get a kidney organ transplant soon. Because cancer cells will spread quickly. The doctor said, Aisyah can only last one month according to the results of the medical examination. It was also with the help of some medical tools and medicines ma'am. Waiting to get a suitable donor,".

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun, my son-in-law. Why are people as good as you so tough on the test, son. Hicks... hiks...,". I heard my mother sobbing from across the phone. Mother loved Aisyah very much, like her own biological daughter.

"Mother?, where's Marwah?,".

"There's in Uminya's room,".

"Mom, can you give Wawa her phone?. Fahmi longs to hear the voice of Marwah,".

"But son, I'm going to your room first,".

"Dad Mother,".

Not waiting for long, a small Marwah voice sounded. My eyes glazed over, as soon as I heard Marwah's voice.

"Hallo assalamualaikum Abi?, where are Abi and Umi?. Why not go home?,".

As expected, my daughter will be able to claim the whereabouts of Umi and Abinya.

"Abi and Umi still can't go home baby. Marwah has nothing in the same house as Oma. Later Grandma and Grandpa will come home from Solo nemenin Marwah,".

"Abi, Marwah kangen Umi. Umi when to go home Bi?,".

"Umi can't go home yet, baby. Later, if Umi can go home, we go for a family walk. Pray for Umi and Abi, baby, let's go home quickly,".

"Where is Umi Bi?, Umi does not miss the same Wawa?. Wawa Kangen with Umi. Abi bring Umi home Bi, Wawa kangen,".

My heart is broken as a father. It was like being stabbed with a sharp object. Marwah does not know, that Uminya is struggling and trying to get home quickly. Where maybe Aisha did not miss Marwah. I'm sure she misses her daughter a lot.

"Abi, Abi why shut up. Abi conveys to Umi yah. Marwah wants to have Adek. Many of Marwah's friends have babies. Marwah wants to have Bi,".

My esophagus hurts, like something's suffocating. My tongue is my tongue, I didn't expect Marwah to say that. How could she have a baby sister, if now she was struggling to fight the malignant cancer that was trying to take her away from Wawa and me?. Aisyah is struggling between life and death, while her daughter wants to have a sister. What should I do as a father?. My tears are so unbearable, why is everything so hard and so painful?.

"I-iya dear. Later Abi convey to Umi yah. Wawa will definitely have a baby sister like other Wawa friends. Wawa important pray umi and Abi yah dear. Wawa must be a strong child, Wawa must.. hikkks... hikkks... hikkk,". I could no longer continue my words.

"Why cry?, Abi why?,".

"A-abi it's okay, son. Abi only misses Marwah, so Abi is a little teary-eyed,".

"Abi?, can't Wawa talk to Umi?,".

"Now can't son, Umi nya Wawa is busy. Later, well, later if Umi is not busy. Wawa spoke the same way Umi. Well dear well. Wawa don't be naughty, the school is spirit well dear,".

"Oh yes Abi, in Wawa's class there is a new friend. His name is Ilham, he is very good with Wawa. He always helps Wawa,".

"Waaahh. All right, I want to be the same. The same with Oma. Don't forget to eat his prayers. Yasudah, Abi turn off the phone first, son,".

"Yes Abi, ready. Okay Abi. Bye bye Abi darling. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi,".

"Waallaikumussalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh my daughter,".

"Tuuutt.. tuuutt...,". Phone connection disconnected. I rubbed my face, and then left the terrace of the mosque. I have to stand by in front of the room, maybe there's something I need, or there's information about my wife's condition,".

The more days, the hospital is full. Fortunately, the air circulation around the hospital is very good. Many large trees are deliberately planted, so as not to heat and the air becomes a little fresh.