
"Sus please help." Batista who carried his in-laws assisted by the nurses, put the stiff and cold body on the cage.
Two nurses helped push the cage, one nurse was on top of the cage providing first aid with CPR. Pumping Fira's mother's heart.
But there's no progress. Then a nurse came over after running. Carrying a device called a pacemaker, a small iron-shaped tool was placed in the upper chest of Senny.
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Twice a beat, no sign of movement.
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Four times hit the pump, still no movement.
The nurse entered the ICU. A resident doctor who was guarding that night came over.
He tried the pacemaker on Senny's chest. But his efforts remain in vain. The doctor came out of the room with a sad face.
"Is there a family of patients?" ask her to Batista and Fira who are waiting in front of the room because they are not allowed to enter.
"I'm his son Doc" said Fira as he approached the doctor.
"Sorry, ma'am. The patient has died of heart failure. Do you know in advance, if the patient has a history of the heart?" The doctor looked at Fira with a sad look with his head down regretting not being able to do any more help.
"I don't know doc. But this afternoon my mother looked ordinary. Healthy walafiat!" bright Fira with her sobs.
"Mas!" lirih Fira because her crying was unstoppable. Batista approached and held his wife tightly, patting her on the back gently to calm her down.
"Most likely, the patient had a sudden heart attack ma'am. It seems like it's been a few hours since he was brought here" the doctor regretted.
"I also just found out doc, because there wasn't any yelling from mom. And I've been sprawled in her room" continued Fira.
"Sorry mom, we tried our best too. We've confirmed the patient died on Monday, at 8 p.m. The body will be delivered by ambulance" the doctor said as he left Batista and Fira.
Fira's body squeezed, hearing that her mother was gone, it felt even more broken. His body lunglai like no bones.
"Mas!" with his head down.
"Please baby, calm yourself. Pray for me to be calm by his side." Batista continued to pacify his wife, who was devastated by her mother's departure.
"Mas will process mother's return." Batista took his wife, heading for the administration room. There he took care of all the administration and payment for the return of his father-in-law's body to be buried immediately.
After going through all the stages, Batista and Fira came out of the hospital, then went home along with the ambulance carrying the body of the mother.
Batista so remembered his parents who had an accident earlier. He was alone lamenting the departure of his parents. There are no relatives to help, except for her best friend Niko.
Moreover, his age was still very young at that time, did not understand anything. But he tried hard to take care of the funeral of both parents rely on the remaining savings left by both parents.
Batista and Fira arrive at their home, before Batista has contacted his aides to prepare for the arrival of his father-in-law's body.
While at home, Fira lamented the passing of her mother, sitting limp in front of the mother's corpse. She felt sorry after keeping the gender of the child she was carrying, but this afternoon the mother was very happy to see her grandson even though only through the USG screen.
"Honey eat first," Pinta Batista brought a plate of rice in front of Fira. But he has no taste for food. At home they had gathered many people, the neighbors who were praying and the colleagues of her husband.
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"Mother, may you calm down there" she murmured with sobs. Clear threads had fallen from his eye pellets, blotting out his entire cheek.
"Mother sorryin Fira! I'm sorry that you didn't have time to know your granddaughter's mother's daughter or son, "inner.
During the day, Batista was busy for the funeral procession. Many guests passed by in their homes to visit.
Until the time came, Fira let go of her mother. He tried to shake off his mother's sudden departure. She never thought her mother would leave so soon. The deep sadness he felt.
Fira who leaned against her husband's field again dripped a clear circle on her cheek, making a thin arch at the corner of her lips. Beware for the last time, when the mother was put into the grave which became the final resting place for her.
"May I calm down there."
After the funeral procession ended, Batista and Fira returned to their quiet home. Batista immediately directed to enter the room, taking a break that afternoon. He was very sad to see his wife who looked very weak.
Again Fira's cries broke after crossing her mother's room. It felt heavy to let go of that very sudden departure.
"Mas hiks.
"Already! Ikhlaskan darling! Let the mother calm down there," explained Batista while clutching tightly to his wife's body.
Batista laid the woman on their bed. Rubbed his wife's head to calm her down.
"Before a minute, dear" said Batista. He walked out, ran down the stairs.
"Bi! Bi inah, make food for the mistress, "he shouted as he went down the stairs of their house.
Bi Inah swiftly prepared food for Fira. One plate contains rice and side dishes. Not to forget it also brews a glass of pregnant milk for Fira.
He put the food and drink on the tray. He was trained to walk towards his master. Batista got off the stairs.
Bi Inah thrust the tray in front of Batista and grabbed him swiftly.
"Thank you bi." Batista left his maid, running up the stairs again.
"Dear eat first." Batista placed the tray on the nightstand after entering their room. He helped his wife to sit from her bed.
Realizing that Fira instead of falling asleep, he daydreamed with a blank look. I wish her mother was still by her side.
"Honey already. Think about the state of your health and that of our child" Batista said, feeding a spoonful of rice into Fira's mouth.
Since last night, he had not filled his stomach as it dissolved in his grief. "Don't you love?" ask Batista to get his wife's attention distracted.
Fira nodded in lethargy. But she enjoyed the mouthful from her husband's hand. After finishing the rice on his plate, he gulped down the mineral water to quench his thirst.
"Wait a minute, yeah, just drank her pregnant milk. It's still hot" Batista said.
Fira simply nodded obediently, following the man's orders.
"How are you there, yes" he asked still thinking about the departure of his mother.
"The news is calm there, baby. Now we have to look to the future. I definitely don't want to see you like this. If you're sad, I'll be sad, " Batista said softly, not wanting his wife to be more fragile.
"Yes, Fira is sincere. Hopefully I calm down there mas," he replied flat with swollen eyes.