I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

TAKE ANOTHER DAY

My days are still the same as before. Busying myself with all the work that takes my time so that there is almost no time to think sad let alone cry about the deadline that God has set through my illness.

I don't worry about life or death anymore. I'm just passing it to the Divine Robbi.

One time I was staying at the house of the late father who is now occupied by Hera, Hera found my medicines in my backpack. He was surprised and asked about the types and types of drugs that are many. I'm just saying that it's just a weight-loss vitamin and an appetite-supporting drug.

Hera believed it at first, but after a day of thinking about it, she pressured me to tell her the truth before she got angry because I kept a secret.

I finally had to tell Hera about my illness. My sister immediately cried hugging me. He didn't want me to die so quickly it made me smile to look at his behavior like an orange boy.

I promise to follow the treatment and various treatments on the advice of doctors so that my cancer cells can be treated before spreading to the lymph nodes and other vital tools.

I want to live too. Want to continue to see the orange grow and mature. Wanting to give her more love to Orange continues, continues and continues. For that I have to be patient and should not be bored taking drugs every day.

Cancer is the number one deadly disease in the world. Cancer also has no cure to date. But not a few people who become survivors because they managed to fight and escape from the frightening disease. It all cannot be separated from the success of the medical team and also the strong desire of the patient to recover. And certainly because of the pleasure and permission of Allah SWT, the Almighty God of course.

Hera asked me to do a further examination at Darmais hospital in Palmerah so that my illness would be treated immediately. He was really impatient to make me so dizzy because he kept pushing.

"I'm still busy, Hera! My drugs are still plenty. Let me take a day off to get treatment there!"

"Mas! This is khan for the healing of Dika as well! Come, mas!... I'm taking you right now, right?!"

"Herah!... I want to heal too! I'll definitely get some medicine. But you can't right now! Besides, I also have a specialist who handles me here. I'm waiting for a screening schedule before having surgery to remove the tumor cells. Please, don't make me a fuss for your worries, Hera!"

Hera could only cry hearing my explanation. I know Hera is very worried about my illness. I feel the same way. But I also have goals in my life. Like I said, right now I'm in a race with time. I hope our new factory can run well. With sales charts slowly increasing and stabilizing. After all that is safely under control, I can beg Rosa and Mas Anang to return the name of the company to their names. And I only asked for one third of my share to give to Ranti and Jingga. They will be my successors with Rosa and Mas Anang. That's my last will. At least before I die and I cannot confirm the happiness of Ranti and Orange, I can present my treasures for their future. So that I am calm and not too worried about the life of Ranti and Orange in the future. Suffice it for the cost of school to big orange later.

Today is Saturday. I can relax at home enjoying my holiday with Orange for sure. I promised I'd take him up monas on Sunday. He was very enthusiastic about my plan. Hopefully Ranti can come with us tomorrow too, but I'm a little embarrassed to take her along. If he can't, that's okay. I can maximize the quality of my time with Orange so that our bounding becomes tighter.

"Mamaaaa, said papa, tomorrow morning we go to Monas!! Come along too, maaaa??!?" Orange half screamed when he saw Ranti who was drying clothes.

Ranti smiled at the orange. Blinking and nodding made Orange cheer in excitement.

"Yeeeeeeeyy. We're going to Monas! Tomorrow, huh pa? Riding train? Asiiiii.....!" My son prancing in excitement. He was so happy because I rarely take a walk except around the complex and the market around the station.

I'm a little groggy because we went all three. When the pilgrimage of the grave after Lebaran that time there was Hera participating who diluted the atmosphere of our awkwardness. I took the initiative to invite Hera too this time. But Hera there are other events he said. I can't force. Because after all my sister has a life of her own.

"May you want some candy?" askaku on the orange with a sweet nod. I was busy picking up candy in my backpack. Passengers who are going to Jakarta increasingly booming when stopped at the station Depok Baru makes it difficult to take the candy in the backpack that I hold.

Ranti helped me without me telling her. I smiled with his quick-witted initiative. We are like a couple who are enjoying the holidays with our children.

"What letter is this?" ranti said making me gasp.

"Don't read, Ranti!" my orders but unfortunately late. Ranti has already read it. Lab results from an oncologist about my illness from the hospital where I was treated. I forgot to keep it at home. It was still splattered on the front of my backpack.

Ranti looked like she was glued to see what was written there. I immediately took the sheet of paper and put it back in my backpack. Pretending to smile and back joking with my daughter's orange sitting on Ranti's lap.

My heart was pounding finely looking at Ranti who turned more reserved.He only smiled and smiled when Orange also involved him chatting lightly with me. His face was a little more grim. I was not happy to take her along. Hhh....

We walked along the park road around Monas. Although Jakarta was so stinging that afternoon, but it looked shady in my eyes because there was Ranti and Jingga with me. I feel so happy. I want to enjoy these times with Orange cheer and Ranti's gentle gaze and sweet smile.

I called Arif to tell him we were in Monas. And it turns out he skated fast with his wife, Nana met us and hung out together.

Thank God, thanks to Arif and Nana the warm atmosphere is back flowing. Ranti and Nana also look familiar quickly. So did Orange who seemed to be able to see Nana's sincerity with her innocent soul. Even though Ranti's confused look begins at me and Arif. Hehehe. Yaaa.., people will look at our weird because of the unusual friendship after the hostility. That is the power of God, who made us this way. Subhanallah!

I also told Ranti, that the house of Hafsah maam I now occupy is the house of Arif and Nana. I hitchhiked for a year there until Nana gave birth and was able to move to be Ranti's neighbor later. All because of Arif's kindness. Ranti was thrilled to hear my story that Nana would be her next-door neighbor.

Sorry, even though Nana has advantages and is constrained by her sense of hearing and pronunciation, but Ranti also Orange apparently has no trouble communicating with her. Because Nana is a warm person and laughs easily. Arif loves his wife so much. By Allah!

We enjoyed the day together with joy and laughter. From culinary tourism to spiritual tourism to pray 5 times at the Istiqlal mosque, the mosque of pride of the Jakarta people is located right in front of the Cathedral church. Subhanallah! Arif tells that there is a jogger fountain and colorful lights in Monas if the night makes the orange whine to want to see it. I'm confused, if we get here tonight, worried about missing the train and going home in Bojong.

Arif and Nana asked us to stay at her house in Bungur. I'm shy. I don't want to trouble their big family. Arif and Nana have been very kind to us especially to me. Not yet the morning of the position of me and Ranti who now have nothing to do just because there is an orange that makes us have to give orange happiness together.

Orange crying makes me and Ranti relented to her will. Be we enjoy the sweet moment of the day until the evening before and watch the joget fountain and colorful decorative lights in the midst of the romantic music.

Arif and Nana couple husband and wife. It is only natural that they make out with each other and join in enjoying the beautiful atmosphere. As for us, it became very clumsy and clumsy while Orange fell asleep sweetly on my lap. Not to mention the front behind the left right side we average in pairs enjoy the beauty of the charm of night tourism in the area of Monas which evokes a romantic atmosphere. Hhh..

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