My Surgically Whipped

Befriended

Today Zahra plans to go back to the hospital to see Anisa's doctor, to schedule chemotherapy to be run by Aisyah, who will not be able to do so, zahra is accompanied by Intan, a housekeeper who has just been accepted by Adam to help Zahra look after Aisyah and also clean up the house.

Umi had returned to her home with a delivery by adam yesterday afternoon, because umi had long lived in the house of Zahra and Adam, so Umi did not feel good if you had to leave Abah longer.

"Mbak is ready yet? when we're ready now we'll go to the hospital?" call Zahra who is sitting in the living room while waiting for Mbak Intan and Aisyah in the room.

Madam Intan sleeps in Aisyah's room, due to Aisyah's unhealthy state, so Zahra tells her to sleep with her daughter, if something happens to Aisyah, if something happens to her, then there is Mbak Intan beside Aisyah.

Mbak Intan is a thirty-three-year empet widow who came from the village, yes came to the city to find work, mbak Intan has not had children, mbak Intan is a widow who lives a kara.

"Yes, ma'am, we are ready." replied Mr. Intan who came out of the room Aisyah by holding Aisyah's hand.

Zahra watched the two people in front of her, Zahra deliberately let her to take care of Aisyah, Zahra wanted to know how to mbak Intan when he was taking care of Aisyah, Zahra wanted to know how to mbak Intan, it seems that Mbak Intan is a trustworthy person and his work is also quite good.

"if you're ready, let's go" said Zahra.

The three of them stepped out into the spacious courtyard of the house, before leaving Zahra had already booked a taxi online to drive them to the hospital.

In the past Adam wanted to buy Zahra a car, because Zahra could drive a car but Zahra refused it, Zahra did not want to burden her husband, let Adam's money be saved for other purposes.

"Our mother will see Dr. Anisa again?" ask Aisyah.

"Let's love we'll see Anisa again."

"But Aisyah is not sick mother, why should I see Dr Anisa again?" asked Aisyah innocently.

"Healthy people are not necessarily sick, and should prevent rather than treat, so people who meet with Anisa's doctor are not just for the sick" Zahra explained with a smile.

Mbak Intan slightly smiled listening to the talk of the mother and child, just a few days stay at home Zahra mbak intan has begun to love Aisyah.

According to him Aisyah is a very beautiful and smart little girl, mbak Intan is also very regretful Aisyah who is still at the age of four years already suffering from a dangerous disease.

Not how long they have arrived at the hospital prosperous, immediately they step foot into the hospital.

"Assalamualaikum.sus, I'm Zahra, I want to see Anisa's doctor" Zahra told a nurse who was at the reception desk.

"Sorry before, did you make an appointment with Anisa's doctor?" ask the sister.

"Yes, I've already made an appointment to see Anisa's doctor."

"In the meantime, I'll call Anisa's doctor first." Zahra waited for the nurse who wanted to contact Anisa's doctor.

"Sir Zahra please come in, doctor Anisa is waiting in her room."

"Thank you sus, then we'll excuse us first." said zahra immediately stepped foot into the room of Anisa doctor, not forgetting with Aisyah who was held by Zahra.

"Tok.. Assalamualaikum." said Zahra entered the doctor's room Anisa.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Anisa's doctor.

"There's little beauty Aisyah, how are you, baby?" ask doctor Anisa gently to Aisyah.

"Aisha is a good doctor." replied Aisha.

"How's Zahra doing?" asked the doctor Anisa turned her gaze to Zahra.

"Alhamdulillah, I am good doctor Anisa..You yourself how are you?" reply Zahra.

"How many times have I told you not to call me doctor, because we're friends, so just call me Anisa."

Zahra and Anisa's doctor are getting as close as two friends, they are no longer formal when talking.

Zahra often contacted Anisa's doctor when Aisyah suddenly complained of headaches or blood coming out of her nose, because Zahra did not know how to deal with such a situation.

"Alhamdulillah I am also good, then just immediately I check the state of Aisyah, after that I can only say what day is right for the first chemotherapy Aisyah."

After checking on Aisyah's condition, Anisa's doctor suggested that Aisyah's first chemotherapy be done for three more days.

"Are there no side effects from Anisa's chemotherapy?" ask Zahra.

Doctor Anisa danced in deep breaths and exhaled slowly, yes has considered zahara as her friend now.

I see part of him in Zahra, Zahra a mother who struggles for the recovery of her daughter, and Anisa a wife who expects the presence of a child.

"Surely there must be side effects resulting from the chemotherapy, all leave it to Allah Zahra, do not make you restless with a lot of thought."

Zahra forced a smile out of her lips, nodding her head, but Intan who was beside Zahra gradually understood the nature of her master.

"Then we say Anisa, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam..beautifully beautiful." said Anisa doctor while pinching the squeeze of Aisyah's cheek.

"See you doctor Anisa." said Aisyah as she waved her hand.

"See you also Aisyah" said Anisa's doctor while waving Aisyah's hand back.

After they got out of the hospital, they took a taxi,

to go home.

"Mother how about we go for a walk first" said Aisyah seducing Zahra.

"Where to go, baby?" ask Zahra.

"Yes, we take a walk to the mall, for example, may ya mother."

"Can not yes, how mbak Intan.. can we not walk to the mall?" ask Zahra to Mbak Intan.

"Terak Zahra's right" replied Ms. Intan timidly.

"Then we can go to the mall, just go to the mall, sir" Zahra told the taxi driver.

"Good ma'am."

" Yeyy..makasih ya mother, later can not Aisyah buy ice cream?" asked Aisyah expectantly.

"Don't eat ice cream first baby, Aisyah is not healed, later her head hurts again, mother does not want Aisyah sick."

"If you can't eat ice cream." though according to Aisyah's face still looks pouty, because Zahra does not allow Aisyah to eat ice cream.

"In exchange for ice cream, Aisyah can buy clothes or anything that Aisyah wants."

"Alright mother" said Aisyah pasrah.

Seeing his daughter's pouting face like that, Zahra tried to comfort her with all sorts of persuasions.