
It was a day I passed
Without you accompanying
I guess I'm silent in my life
I can't afford to step
I still remember your beautiful smile
Which always makes me remember you
Take me in my sadness
Didn't realize you weren't here
You are still the most beautiful
Beautiful in my heart
Why our story ends
Something like this
I still remember your beautiful smile
Which always makes me remember you
Take me in my sadness
Didn't realize you weren't here
You are still the most beautiful
Beautiful in my heart
Why our story ends
Something like this
Something like this
You are still the most beautiful
Beautiful in my heart
Why our story ends
Something like this
The hampah now I think
I was crying too 'I couldn't
Just the rest of the most beautiful memories
And my sadness
(Sammy Simorangkir, my grief)
This morning Nature just came out of the mosque in the hospital. His body was eager to rest. These few days his chest is back. Nature believes her lung infection is starting to become active again.
Alam was diagnosed with an infection in his lungs since the accident in Malacca.
His feet went into his wife's room. Where there have been two weeks Gita has not been aware after surgical removal of cancer in his brain.
What about her womb? for now, doctors have not decided. Because during the coma the fetal activity can still run normally. All families wish there was a speck of hope for the Gita.
"Sir Ronal, can I talk to you for a second?" doctor Juna met Alam while in Gita's nursery.
"Can, doc. Has the doctor found a lung donor?"
"That's what I'm talking about, sir. Let's go to my room." Take doctor Juna.
Nature and doctor Juna walked towards the practice room. His mind raged between not wanting to leave Gita, but he also wanted to know the development of his lungs.
They sat face to face, nature broke out in cold sweat as the doctor handed over the results of a lung x-ray.
Doctor Juna could only sigh harshly. The infection suffered by nature is very severe. Even he beberapakali reminded his patients to be diligent control. Now when it is a serious stage, the man in front of him asks for a solution.
Actually the solution is one, namely the transpalance of his lungs. But if the patient knows who will donate his parrot, what the man can accept.
"Sir, I've actually donated your lungs. But the problem is that he's also sick, so I haven't dared to act."
Nature raises her eyebrows. His body immediately advanced closer to the table. He wondered who kindly donated his lungs.
"Who?" tanya Alam approached Dr. Juna.
"I'm sorry, sir I can't tell you right now. Patients have long been registered as donors of your lungs. There is no confirmation yet."
Nature walks the steps of gontai.
O Allah, if I go first, what will be the fate of Gita and my son. But if Gita's gone, I still have to live for our little daughter.
O Allah, guide us in all that we have experienced. Sorry if I ask so much.
Mama Yulia ran in search of Nature.
"Lam, please call for Inspiration! Gita convulsing!"
"WHAT AAAA!!!" nature runs towards Gita's room.
The Gita's body continued to shake, her eyes opened as if looking up.
"Darling! Sweetheart! The nurse! doctor! please my wife!" nature continued to scream without taking her hand towards Gita.
"Gita! oh, my God, son. You must be strong! You must be strong! Nature quickly calls for Inspiration!"
Nature runs in search of inspiration. His mind was in turmoil seeing the condition of his wife. Shock! that's certain. As if time had deliberately hit his feelings repeatedly. Nature could only limp in the hallway, crying as if powerless to hold all this.Be imagined in his eyes, his wife woke up and hugged him.
arriving in the room of Inspiration. Nature did not find the man. According to the nurse, Ilham was operating on a patient. His body was limp, afraid that something might happen to his wife.
"Suster! please find another doctor! Please sus! my wife, convulsions!" Nature begged the sisters in front. Sister can only be pensive to see the behavior of the man in front of her.
"My wife's sister just ran out of surgery two weeks ago. But why is he getting worse now. Help, sus! Please save my wife!" Nature prostrates asking the sisters for help.
The atmosphere of the waiting room in front of the ER was quiet. All gathered waiting for the certainty of the condition of the Gita. Nature is unceasingly crying, feeling anxious because the wife is struggling with death.
"Pa, our son, pa. Mama can't bear to see it. why all this Gita must bear it. Why not just mama?"
"Hush. mama kok say that.we just pray that Gita safe, ma. Don't think weird. Mama saw everyone gathered, because they were all worried about Gita. Many love the Gita, if many dear ones must be many who pray for Gita."
Mama was still in shock when she saw Gita convulsing earlier. As if he couldn't believe that his daughter had to go through all this. Her body was limp, her tears did not stop flowing.
"Tante Lia" a voice broke the silence.
Those there looked towards the voice. There's Grace, Gery and Gilang coming to the hospital. Grace's sister is rushing towards her tant. Hugging each other, crying to see the condition of Gita.
"Gita, Grace! Auntie can't see it that way. He just had a seizure, is now being treated by a doctor. If it can be exchanged, let me just be there, not the Gita." Cheers mama Yulia.
"A patient aunt. I'm sure Gita can get through it. He's a strong boy. We wish Gita well with the baby." Grace calms her still-shocked aunt.
"Oh God, Gita. So much you've been through all this time. From paralysis, blindness and coma. But you are still given the confidence to survive. Now that you're back on the test with your condition, I don't think there's any cancer lodged in your head. You have to hang on, there's your husband, there's your parents there's all of us praying for you" Grace said.
Papa approached Nature who was still lowered.covered her head with both hands.as if there was a burden she felt. Papa knows that among all the families, Nature is the most wounded.
"Prior."
Nature held her head up to see her father-in-law. His tangled face made papa not have the heart to talk about it. Papa knew about who would donate lungs to his son-in-law. But somehow, papa seemed locked in to tell the truth.
"Son, you pray first. ask Allah so that the Gita can pass the critical period. Ask God to keep Gita safe.
For only God is merciful and merciful. Since sincere prayer will be quick in the plague."
What does Papa Dul really want to talk about?
Who is going to donate lungs to Nature?
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