Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK
The News of Grief 1
On a dark grey day
Gundah knit in a hollow mind
But don't let the heart get trapped
There is light, though invisible
The blue sky enveloped the soft clouds
Like a hope that keeps on moving
The wind will pass like the wind
With time, there will come a happy time stop again
If the dark comes near
Remember that every night ends at dawn
Until the sun rises with a shining light
Gundah just take a seat, immediately go away
Look at the flowers in the garden
They teach that beauty grows from within
Like that too, in the drowsiness we grow strong
Towards a sunny day, in a calm and happy heart
(Yati)
***
In the hollow of a heart, a man was washed away
Thinking of the woman in the distance, in a moment when the heart was shaken
But fate says otherwise, there is a heavy ordeal
Her mother was sick, in need of love, sincere love was irreplaceable
In worry he lies, between love and responsibility
But a million prayers he said, so that the health of the mother awake
The woman he loves will understand
That in his limitations, he still tried to be present on the side of the mother
Sometimes love teaches patience and sacrifice
He learned to embrace two feelings, in understanding
A decent woman will understand that family is a priority
And together facing the test, their love will get stronger
So let time carve out the story, in this winding journey
True love will still shine, along with sincere and sincere love
It may be hard today, but tomorrow the sun will shine
Health will return, and love and family will be united again
(Biyan)
***
A week later.
Inside the waiting room of the hospital, an atmosphere full of anxiety and uneasiness crept. The sterile white walls, the neatly arranged chairs, as well as the faint sound of footsteps created a tense atmosphere. The dim neon light from the ceiling gives an uncomfortable touch to the already tense atmosphere.
In one corner of the room, Biyan sat down with her three brothers. Their facial expressions reflected a wide array of feelings, from anxiety to hope. They looked at each other, not many words were spoken, as deep worry almost left them speechless.
"How are mom and dad doing now?" ask her brother Biyan, the first one.
"The doctor said they were getting weaker. This makes things even heavier" replied the second brother, who was a woman.
"I never imagined the situation would be this bad," Biyan's twin, rubbed his face roughly.
"We need to stay strong. Mama and dad need us all to be with them" Biyan said, calming down his brother so as not to lose hope.
As they sat in comfortable looking chairs, feelings of helplessness and anxiety arose. Their hands are often clinging to each other, trying to provide emotional support in these uncertain situations.
"Why does it all feel so heavy?" First Brother suddenly said with a look at the window.
"This is an unexpected test for all of us" Biyan said, looking down at the floor, which she could not speak to.
"We must keep praying, don't lose hope and keep hoping for the best."
The Second Brother spoke with a trembling voice, feeling the pressure of grief. She had just given birth to her second child.
Suddenly, the waiting room door opened and a nurse appeared with a serious expression.
"Family of the patient ...?" ask the nurse.
"We're here, Sus."
The four of them stood up. Waiting for news and news to be delivered by the nurse.
"Sorry, the doctor wants to talk to you all." The nurse nodded, after delivering a message from the doctor.
The four of them nodded their heads and walked slowly towards the doctor's room. Their steps felt heavy and hesitant. In this stressful and uncertain situation, they have to face news that might change everything.
In their hearts, prayer and hope still remained, even though the situation seemed increasingly difficult. But they can only give up.
They walked into the doctor's room with a heavy and tense feeling. The room feels brighter than the waiting room, but the atmosphere still feels tense for all of them.
The doctor sat behind the table, observing them with a attentive expression.
"Sit down please. I understand the situation is very difficult at the moment," greeted the Doctor with a nod, allowing them to sit in the chair that was in front of his desk. The two people did not finally stand up.
The first and second sister who was female, sat in the available seats, looked at the doctor with an unexpressed feeling of anxiety. Just like Biyan and her twin.
"The condition of Mrs Cilla and Mr. Sangkoer Shing is critical. Even though we have done our best to take care of them, their bodies are getting weaker and harder to hold on to."
Sangkoer Shing, their stepfather, is indeed declining after their mother was treated for 4 days. So, they deliberately brought his stepfather to be treated in the same hospital, so that they would be easier to look after and supervise.
Their faces felt a heavy blow, and the atmosphere in the room deepened even more in sadness.
"Is ... is there any hope for them?" first Brother's throne with a trembling voice.
"We continue to do intensive care, but their condition is getting worse. The most important thing now is to take care of them comfortably, and always pray." The doctor replied as usual diplomatically.
Their eyes glazed over, let alone the cacao of the Biyan women. The woman was already crying, as if she had felt a deep loss.
They felt like there was a huge hole appearing in their hearts. It was dark and they could not be touched.
"Is ... how long?" biyan asked, as if she knew what the doctor had said just now.
"I can't give a precise estimate. It all comes back to the body and condition of each patient. All we can do is keep providing the best care."
Biyan closed her eyes for a moment, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall. This was a moment that no one in the room ever wanted, because they were very close to her.
"We .. we will continue to support them as best we can, hiks ..."
The Second Brother, who was his only sister, said with a restraining cry. But her shoulders were already shaken, indicating that her crying had already broken
"You are family, and family is the most important thing in a moment like this. They will feel comfortable if they feel surrounded by the people they love" said the doctor with a sense of empathy.
After speaking further with the doctor, they came out of the room with a heavy heart. They walked back to the waiting room, but the atmosphere that existed now was a deep void and sorrow.
Although there was no certainty yet, yet the shadow of the approaching loss grew stronger in their hearts.
As they returned to the waiting room, the atmosphere became increasingly quiet and moody. The chairs that once looked comfortable now felt unfriendly, reminding them of the reality they were facing.
In the heavy silence, they looked at each other with jumbled eyes.
"Hiks ... Why does everything feel so hard?" Sister Biyan, crying.
"We have to stay together under these circumstances, and you'll be sadder to see you like this." First brother, holding his sister's hand by giving advice.
Time feels like it stopped. They sit in waiting rooms, trapped in thoughts and feelings that cannot be expressed in words. There were already many tears being held back, but at this moment they started to flow by themselves.
As the tears began to flow, the feeling of deep sadness felt even stronger. There was nothing they could do but hold hands and seek each other's support.
In the midst of the sadness that filled the room, they felt a strengthening togetherness.
"Mama and dad always wanted us to be together, even in difficult situations like this. Maybe, they want to meet and hang out with Mr. Aji."
First Brother Biyan, staring far away somewhere. Imagining something they used to feel, when their biological Papa was alive.
Their faces were soaked with tears, but now they were also trying to find togetherness in the darkness they were facing.
Although their hearts feel heavy, they also know that the love and support they share is what will help them get through tough times like this.
