LIKE I CAN'T SEE

CHAPTER 47 FACTS ABOUT IT

The conversation between the three of us continues. Mostly it was about Jessy. Until we heard the sound of the new isya adhan we realized what time it was.

"Don't delay any more. Gaspol Jo!", said Dodi to me as he parted ways in the parking lot entering each other's cars. The couple also came by car.

On the way I weighed and remembered all the words of Dodi and Amel. True, they say I've been bad all this time. Not confident. And busy thinking about the possibilities that are happening with the people around me. Without caring about my own feelings, I always give up.

Tululite. Tululite.

In the middle of my mind that was remembering that, my phone rang loudly. I saw mom calling.

"Where are you going to Le? Mesake Nak Kintan, nyetop taxi but full hold. Want to pesen online his phone runs out of batteries", he shouted in panic.

"Hah Kintan hasn't come home from earlier Mak?".

"Yo hasn't. Hunting Le home, take Nak Kintan home", said the mother ruled across the phone.

"Yes Mak, Jovan has been on his way home this momentarily until", I replied making my mother happy.

No need to go into the house turned out Kintan was still waiting in front. "Sorry Jo, so ngrepotin. Disturb your meeting with Dodi", he said unwell.

"No papa. I was also on my way home" I replied convincingly.

The car drove back. Tracing the streets that were not too crowded at that time. Kintan was silent from the moment he got into the car. I don't know what made him so sad.

"Why are you?", I asked him. He looked surprised and then looked.

"Ehm tired of Jo" he replied, still reluctant to tell stories. The rest of it I don't ask anymore.

Tomorrow.

I ran down the hospital corridor. The clock on my hand still shows at six in the morning. My practice hours are still nine.

The hospital called me asking me to come over to deal with the fainting patient. The family doesn't want to be handled by another doctor and asked me to handle their grandchildren. With reason for sure his grandson will soon realize that I'm handling.

Stay in a room. I saw a small body lying weak. "Dok, help my granddaughter, please!", said the woman, crying as she pleased.

The same woman at the time. And that weakly helplessly lying body was his grandson Kessy. "Mom, why did Kessy faint?", I asked for an explanation.

"Kessy's always moody. After coming home from this hospital he did not want to eat and just kept crying" she explained.

I checked it out without asking much more questions. It is likely that Kessy was dehydrated and deficient in intake in her body which resulted in her being weak and then fainting.

How could this child not eat and be left alone by his parents? Though he was only in the recovery period after DBD yesterday.

After examining her, and the nurse put an infusion in her hand, I invited the mother to talk back. For sure I am very sure the person in front of me is Mama Bagas.

"My granddaughter lives with her dad Doc".

"Are they just two? This child is just in recovery. The food should be regular and someone should pay attention. He is still very small", I explained.

The mother even cried. As much as he answered. "My son-in-law is rarely at Doc's house. I think that realizing our dream of uniting them in marriage will make them love each other Doc, but we were wrong".

I still listen to my mom tell me stories. A lot of questions in my heart but I'm not polite cutting the story. And I think it's inappropriate for me to want to know what's going on between them. All this I did was just want Kessy to get special attention from her family.

"My son has loved his wife for a long time Doc. But his wife never loved him. Until one day my son was frustrated and impregnated another woman. Until Kessy was born. We as parents who have been friends for a long time are eager to unite the two. For this reason we married them in the hope that they would love each other in the midst of this innocent child. Because Kessy's birth mother went somewhere after getting what she wanted" she obviously shocked me.

It is only fitting that Jessy's attitude is so selfish and selfish to attach importance to her career rather than taking care of Kessy. Because Kessy's not his real son. Not the result of his marriage to Bagas. But the fruit of Bagas with other women. Gosh darn. I never imagined the path Jessy would take this heavy.

How does it feel to live with someone we don't love at all? Moreover, must take care of children who are not from the womb itself but from the womb of the woman whose husband is sleeping?

"I'm sorry, I'm just a good listener. Not wanting to interfere in the affairs of the mother's child. But I suggest, for the sake of kindness Kessy is better for while Kessy lives first with Mom. He needs more attention, pity his son. In his childhood today lack of affection and attention from his parents".

"Okay Doc, I'll talk to his dad later".

Leaving Kessy and her grandmother in the room. I kept thinking about Jessy. Could Amel and Dodi know this story?

I asked Dodi for advice after I contacted him with the chat earlier.

"Do you know now? Even directly from his mother Bagas tuh" said Dodi by phone call.

"Yes, I didn't expect Jessy to face something this complicated".

"Now you know Jo. Cepetan take Jessy to meet. Because I'm just as sure Amel will just follow your advice. Jessy's been in love with you, too, Jo. But he had not been able to move freely all this time because of his forced marriage with Bagas".

"Eva's aunt has turned up. Every way he tried to get Jessy to accept Kessy".

"Yes I understand too, Kessy's people are not his flesh and blood. But the boy is innocent. Bagas tuh that should understand. His parents and his father Jessy could also allow them to marry", Dodi said on a phone call.

"Yes. Okay I'll call him now", I replied as I ended the phone call.

I switched to calling Jessy's number a few times. But the woman didn't pick up my call. I keep trying but the results are nil. So I decided to send him a message.

"Dok, the patient of the vip room was conscious!", cried the nurse who approached my room. I rushed there immediately. Yes, Kessy's conscious. I hope his face will be happy again after meeting me.

"Hallo baby, check it out! Why didn't I want to eat?", I was wrong. It looks on his face very cloudy. Not as I expected. What is weighing on the mind of this little boy?

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