KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The eps 69
"Goddessa ...." Gratitude Dance showed after hearing the speech from the doctor.
Arriving at the hospital, the doctor called Tari to come to his study. At first the girl panicked and immediately came to fulfill the call of the doctor. But what he thought was contrary to what the doctor said. Her mother did not have to wait long for the operation. The patient's family is only required to give a down payment or half of the specified cost. After treatment, the family will have to pay for the rest.
Three days, allotted time to take care of everything. After that, Ms. Mae had to fast at the prescribed hour and then perform surgery. Dancing ceaselessly incised a happy smile on his face. Unknowingly he was already in front of Bu Mae's room. Open the entrance immediately while smiling.
"Why are you smiling, Dance?" Question Ma'am Mae welcomed him. It was with pleasure that Tari told her mother.
"Mom will be operated on soon, so I will be well soon" she replied excitedly.
"Operation?" asked Bu Mae who directly linked her two eyebrows.
Instantly silent, Dari instantly fell silent. He was also surprised by what he said just now. So also with Farhan and Bilal who had been accompanying Bu Mae. Ah, why are they hiding the illness that Ms Mae has suffered? The woman should also know what she is suffering from.
"What kind of pain does my mother have to have surgery?" ask Mae again.
"Mm, Mommy ...." Dance couldn't say it.
"Mother has stomach cancer" Bilal said firmly. He did not have the heart to tell the deadly disease to his mother, but yes Mae Bu should know.
Mother was surprised. Is it true that there is a deadly disease in his body?
"I-iya Ma'am," said Tari stammering.
"Sorry we kept this a secret from Mom" he continued.
"It's nothing, we just don't want you to be a lot of mind." Farhan added.
Dance nodded confirming her sister's speech. They simply do not want to add to the burden of the mother's mind and even hinder the healing process. Ma'am is silent now, I don't know what she's thinking. My mother did not look like she was very ill. As with gastric diseases in general, Ms. Mae sometimes only complains of pain for a moment and then recovers. That is why stomach cancer cannot be detected early. Symptoms that resemble ordinary pain and sometimes go away on their own. Most patients will know if they have stomach cancer after the disease gets worse or enters the final stage.
"So, when will you have surgery?" ask mom after a few minutes of silence.
"Three days, ma'am. Later if you have been told to fast," replied Tari.
Ma'am Mae nodded. "Where's it going to cost, Tar?"
Nah, right! I'm definitely gonna ask you that. This is what Tari was afraid of. Mother is not the type of person who makes herself a burden on others. I'll think about the hospital costs.
"I'm asking you to please sell your old mother's house." Dancing down.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't say it was with Mom. That's all I thought about" he said slowly.
"Not what, Tar." Ma'am Mae smiled.
"It's important you don't bother looking for hospital fees." Said again.
Without saying anything more, Tari hugged Bu Mae who had been a mother all along. His cry broke, he could not bear to see his mother sick like this.
Ah, isn't it upside down? It was supposed to be the dance that encouraged Bu Mae, but in fact, Dance was more fragile than the middle-aged woman. His mind is too exaggerated. The shadow of loss as when losing his parents is always ringing.
Dance took off her embrace. Wiping away any remaining tears that wet the cheeks. Occasionally it sounds as though trying to hold back a cry.
"Stop, Brother! Mom must be healed. Crying like that would be useless" Bilal said casually.
Among others, only Bilal is always calm. More silent and do not like to interfere in the affairs of others. It's true what he said. The dance stopped her crying. If it continues, will it not be a burden on the mother's mind?
The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded. Everyone looked towards the door. Gajendra entered with a brown envelope in his hand. With a smile he immediately joined the Dance family.
"Where are you from?" tanya Dance.
The girl only looked at Gajendra for a moment then turned her face away. He was sure his eyes would now be swollen from crying, and he did not want Gajendra to see him. He will be ridiculed by this man.
"Where are you from, Tar? I was samperin you to the doctor's room turned out you were not there. I'm afraid you're disappearing! Don't let me lose you" replied Gajendra.
"It's not clear, it's starting."
Everyone in the room was laughing. Dance and Gajendra that never get along is always a free spectacle for those who see it. The guy who wants to stick and the girl who is always jutek.
"You don't have to bother thinking about the cost anymore, Tar." Gajendra without further ado.
"I mean, Brother?" Farhan asked now.
Dari, Bu Mae and Bilal also stared fixedly at Gajendra. With a smile back, Gajendra explained what he meant. The man said he had paid money for the surgery and hospitalization. But not all of it paid. Only the cost of hospitalization and half the cost of surgery, but it has helped the family a lot.
Bu Mae and the two sisters of Tari immediately thanked the man a lot. And so is Dance. He said many times thank you to his friend. Although he felt astonished from where the man could get a lot of money.
"Hug first dong, Tar!" Gajendra drew closer to Tari and stretched his hand. Ask for thanks in another form.
"Ouch!" Gajendra complained of pain and rubbed his forehead.
Dance flicked her best friend's forehead as she was about to hug herself. "Find the chance!"
"Hehe," Gejendra grimaced.
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"Sir, we have information that the house will be sold." A man in a black suit just walked into his superior's room.
The man who was also in a black suit with sunglasses perched on top of his head immediately turned his head towards his subordinates. Eyes that had been focused on staring at the flat object screen in the hand, turned to look at the eyes of the man standing across from his desk.
"Quick find out who sold it, and don't let the house fall into someone else's hands!"
"Good, Sir."
