Love the Happy Grief

Operation Rania

"Fade..."

Start breathing out, "You ask that patient who just came out who is his name?"

Fadli fused his eyebrows together, and this seems to me to have misfired, if Fadli really would have opened up to my question that I would have continued. Turns out, he was closing up like he was.

"Ooh yes the patient is om, this time om... Is he familiar? No, right?" ask him carefully.

I smiled, "No, just what the wrong thing or what. Oh, what was Rania called?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"No, answer 'yes' what's not? Just tell me it's so hard for you!" I got carried away with emotions, be patient. Don't make a fuss here! What does Irsyad say later?

I sighed, "Yes, sorry... I have to close the meeting about the woman, om... He said his family should not know, is it the son of a friend om?" I'm breaking the table.

"Patience to you!" He won me over, and chose to look at me with a meaningful smile.

"OK, how?" Fadli started the conversation, and until the end I listened to him well and carefully.

Until I gaped, my chest felt tight.

Whatisthis?

I read from the results of everything. If my son-in-law is indeed diagnosed with stage 2 brain cancer to 3.

Oh, my God, I saw it.

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POV Author

Mamah also cried sobbing, to the point of suffocation. Why suddenly today, an inevitability for her second daughter after several years of struggling for a degree as a bachelor and master.

It means everything is empty today.

And for his daughter-in-law?

Mama shook silently, only a sobbing sound could be heard. Papah calms mamah, while Irsyad regrets.

Why did he understand Rania's situation now? If his wife is sick, he doesn't know it. What kind of husband is she?

Why just think about it now?

In the long run, his wife complained of dizziness when in bed, just satisfying the desire of love to nourish her husband's mind.

Irsyad was really amazed.

"Mah, reward... I'll go there first, if there's anything to talk about, please call Irsyad. Kasian Irsyad's wife," Papah nodded, telling Irsyad to wait for his wife immediately.

Rania Kasian. No one accompanied him, sick and struggling to heal. Irsyad accompanied his wife and encouraged her to recover.

"Oh Allah, protect my wife and may she recover from her illness... Aamiin's.." Irsyad was sitting with a position of lifting his chin up, the ceiling seemed to give light to Irsyad.

Don't give up easily!

Better not give up, because make the failure hit.

Masya Allah.

Irsyad rubbed his entire face, while staring at the operating lights that were still brightly lit.

"Bissmillah baby, young hopefully going well..." The spirit and according to Rania's orders as well, the advice she listened to from the TV.

Sometimes Irsyad hears it, just a glance.

As if Rania does not exist, will Irsyad marry again? That's the question Rania has been asking from time immemorial.

His mouth was quibbling to pray for his wife and brother.

While Fadli's doctor in the operating room dissected the contents of Rania's head, and with sweat pouring out. He was focused, and his uncle helped in the post-operation Rania.

Irsyad entrusted everything to the two men, he could not accompany him to the operating table. Just seeing his wife limp, he was confused.

Seriate...

This part scene seems less dapet feel, papa is not the important up... Happy reading you all🤗

Thank you for accompanying this story to this day. Still connected well, 🤭.