
"OK, why is my mother getting more and more dropped?" tanya Tari to a doctor who handles Ms. Mae.
He is currently seeing a doctor in his office. He complained that his mother's body was weakened after the first chemotherapy. Bu Mae's appetite is reduced, weight decreases drastically, to complain of being easily tired and unable to sleep.
"That's because of the side effects of the chemotherapy process. Although it is able to destroy cancer cells, chemotherapy can also destroy healthy cells that are in the vicinity." Obviously the doctor.
"Not to worry. Bu Mae's health will recover after chemotherapy is completed" he continued.
A few minutes after meeting the doctor, Tari returned to Bu Mae's room. The room was quite spacious and only Bu Mae himself occupied it. Who else if it wasn't Yoga that moved it? Somehow, the nurses said that Yoga had Bu Mae transferred to a special room after extensive chemotherapy.
Dance's phone suddenly rang. The face of the handsome man who just a few months ago he met filled the screen of his cellphone. Yoga, now he more often communicates with Dance through a mobile phone because it is busy and can not meet.
"Hi" said the man from behind the scenes.
"Hi." Dance back saying hello.
"Again in the hospital?"
Dance nodded, a second later her face looked lethargic.
"Why?" Yoga seems to be moving. At first he was sitting on a sofa, now he is lying on a bed.
"Mother, her condition worries me." Answer the Doldrums.
"Effects from chemo?" Yoga asked.
Dance nodded. His steps stopped at the hospital park. Sitting in a chair that is already available, while enjoying the cool morning air.
"It's only temporary, surely later the mother's condition will improve." Relaxing Yoga.
Dance sighed softly then nodded back. Right, it's okay. The doctor said the same thing with yoga. Ms. Mae was only exposed to side effects from chemotherapy, but .... The girl could not help but think excessively. He was very afraid of losing the figure of Mae Ma.
"Father!" The carefree voice of the little boy was heard from Dance's cell phone. Raka, it must be Raka.
"Yes, Raka?" Yoga greeted the boy by hugging him. All of this is clearly visible to the dance. Makes her think is it true that Raka is her sister? If so, why the attitude of Yoga on Raka like his own biological child?
"Raka!" Now a voice of a woman called out to Raka.
Dance knows, it must be Sarah. The boy's mother and Yoga's wife. Suddenly Dance's heart warms. The feeling of tightness is attacking and wants to scream. However, the girl just silently observed the interactions of the people seen on her phone screen.
"Udah first, yes. Later I call again," said Yoga to Dance who replied nod by the girl.
Yoga interrupted her call because Sarah had already come. They will be like a happy little family. God, why is it so painful to imagine the happiness of others? Dance, don't let malice rule your heart.
After keeping her phone in her pocket, Tari got up and walked towards Bu Mae's room. Face flat. Her heart was happy when the person who started nesting in her heart came back, called her. However, his heart became sick when he found the person was with another woman and lived under one roof together.
"Door ...."
"Geez!" dance when someone shocks her from behind.
"Gaje, what the hell are you?" cibir Dance. Gajendra.
"That road has eyes, look at that in front there's a turn!"
"That way use your feet, not your eyes!" Dance reply.
"Don't, pinter now." Gajendra pinched Tari's nose in a fit of anxiety.
"Auh ..., sick tau!" keluh Dance. It didn't hurt, the girl just pretended to feel pain.
"Why are you, Tar?" ask Gajendra.
"What do you think?" ask again.
"Mm, no .... I didn't think of anything."
"The lie!"
"Really,"
"Living people can't think." Gajendra laughs.
Dari glanced at Gajendra annoyed. There was a crisp guyon material in his head. Or maybe Gajendra's joke is funny, but it sounds normal in the girl's ear? What's wrong?
"Where is Ma'am Mae?" gajendra asked again after stopping his laughter.
Dance sighs slowly. Gajendra's question made him remember the middle-aged woman. This morning he had not eaten at all. His stomach must be empty.
"Why?" Gajendra's voice softened.
"Mom won't eat" replied Tari lirih.
"Why not eat?"
"Doctor's word, it's after chemo. Loss of appetite and fatigue." Jalas the girl.
Gajendra. "It's okay, it's gonna heal."
Then the man stroked Dance's head and smiled.
"Thank you" said Tari.
"For?"
"You've made me calm" replied Tari, who also smiled.
"That's what a couple is for. Comfort, comfort and also ..." Gajendra did not continue his words.
"Also what?"
"Also surprisingly," whispered Gajendra right in Tari's ear.
Plaque,
A small slap successfully landed on Gajendra's handsome face, making him grimace.
"Kok got hit anyway, Tar?" Gajendra looked to be stroking his cheeks.
"You are not clear!" tari said then walked quickly away from Gajendra. I don't know what the man meant, he doesn't know. However, Gajendra's breathing in his ears managed to make the hair of his nudge bristling indistinctly.
Dissipate? A washed-up couple is not a cruel couple? Basic is unclear.
Dance grumbled as she opened the door of Ms. Mae's room. Entering a spacious, but quiet room. No one is looking after him but him. His sisters are in school. The woman lying on top of the gurney looked weak. Her eyes were closed, maybe Ms. Mae was sleeping. Really, Dance couldn't bear to see it. Near him where Bu Mae was then clasped his hand. He pulled the chair and sat on it. He hugged the skinny-looking fingers tightly.
Gajendra, he entered and saw a moving sight. However, he tried his usual course and stepped closer. It's not that he doesn't know how Dance feels right now. Gajendra is also an orphan. He knows how sick it is when it is left behind. Gajendra just kept quiet and stood behind Tari. I don't want to disturb the girl's sadness.
May Mae recover soon and smile again as usual.