
Gita is still the child of the people, yes. Honestly, he was surprised by the state of the ward which seemed to be the first time he entered the room that is often called the ward. The large room fills the patient with various types of diseases, which are only separated by a curtain between one bed and another bed. But people call it the HCU room. (High Care Unit ) is an ICU patient care room that is considered to have shown improvement but is still under close supervision. Seen in the room, there were two nurses who stood guard to ensure the condition of patients lying in line in front of them.
Gilang, Gita and Bu Dian swipe according to the clock besuk. Getting permission to enter. Also they were only three adults who certainly did not cause any noise that might bother other patients. There is no room for a patient guard there. Because the patients treated there are cared for by nurses, the patient's family should only be on guard outside, even if only in the hallway may only be made of thin carpet sober.
“Pak Sudrajat ..” Half whispered Gilang approached the nurse's desk in the middle of the room.
Then one of the nurses responded with his forefinger, towards Sudrajat's grandfather lying down. Gilang did not recognize his grandfather. Different from his mother. Without even asking the nurse he had approached one of the beds he knew so well, who was lying there.
“Bapak ..” Man closes his mouth with one hand Dian is very surprised to see the state of his father-in-law. Small and looks very weak. No longer the figure of Sudrajat who used to be dashing, authoritative also looks haughty. His body weight is even more than half lost, whether in eating age or in swallowing his disease. White skin clean and tight is also no longer visible bandaging the body. Replacing with dark, wrinkled and .. ah colors. Like not Sudrajat his father-in-law who used to be a respected person.
Grandpa Sudrajat turned his head, sebali squinted his eyes. To try to recognize who the figure of the owner of the voice that called him father earlier. There was a stream of water coming out of his eyelids, as he rubbed his eyeballs. His mouth was open, wanting to speak. But his voice was choked. Either because of the illness he suffered, or because of his surprise to see a woman who used to be loved by her child but was very hated.
“Lang .. here. This is your grandfather, son.” Dian's voice was a bit loud calling Gilang to get closer to the bed he had been sticking.
With a lazy step Gilang approached his mother. And looked resignedly at the man whose mother called his grandfather.
“Bapak .. It's Gilang. Your grandchildren. And this is Gita, his wife. Now you have a great-grandchild. It's not a year old, sir's woman. Name's Gwen. Tomorrow, Arum tea is also here to see the Father yes, your grandson also has two children. So my great-grandson now has three. Get well quickly sir, so you can get acquainted and play with them.” Long introduction Dian said. With a slightly restrained voice, holding back tears that will soon shed, also her throat feels blocked what, Dian herself does not know why it happened.
Sudrajat's eyes alternately looked at Gilang and Gita also Dian alternately. No answer from his lips. Only a roar of tears could he overflow, to describe the pain in his chest that instantly rumbled. Medical devices scan if grandfather's blood pressure rises. The tool is blessed. Make the nurse rush to Sudrajat's grandfather's bed. Resetting oxygen that had been released because the condition is stable. Is haakek Sudrajat now.
“Sorry mom. If possible, patients should not be asked to think hard first. He has not properly passed his critical period, his condition is still very vulnerable.” The nurse was polite. Then back to his seat.
Kening Dian was confused. He did not feel like he was talking to his in-laws. She only introduced her son, son-in-law and great-grandson to her husband.
“Oh .. Yes. Sorry sister.” Reply mother Gilang spelled. And will stay away from the bed, if indeed his presence makes his in-laws deteriorate.
Gilang still did not make a sound, just looking intensely all over the body that was filled with medical expertise. Gita's hand does not loose holding the elbow Gilang. I want to make a sound, I don't know what to say. Afraid wrong. She just nodded and smiled at the old man who said he was her husband's grandfather.
A few minutes passed, they just spent looking at the view. Want to talk scared wrong, want to go but still not satisfied staring. However, the tears at the corner of the temple had already subsided. Although taka da said that spoken by the lips that are still covered with oxygen.
“We're saying goodbye, tomorrow will see you back.” Finally Dian gave up, feeling confused about what to do to linger there.
Sudrajat's head nodded, then shook his head. Repetitively.
“What's up ..?” tanya Dian approached.
With eye signals, it always points toward its oxygen. I don't know what it means, maybe ask to open the tool. Dian just thought.
“bapak request this open ?” ask Dian paada in-law. Sudrajat nodded immediately.
Carefully, Dian tried to open up the oxygen. Until his mouth was free from the tools that covered the surface of his lips.
“Mother .. don't.” Gilang immediately returned the position of the tool back to its original position.
“That's the source of his life. Don't get off.” Say Gilang put back the breathing apparatus for Sudrajat. Then he walked to the nurse's desk.
“Suster ... What patient should use this type of breathing apparatus? Can't use that regular hose?” tanya Gilang, who thought maybe her grandfather wanted to talk, but was obstructed by the tool that covered her mouth.
“Can sir. But ... it was redeemed first along with other drugs. Which seems to be almost over. Lastly his family came yesterday morning to buy medicine and everything else.” Answer the nurse while looking at the patient data.
“Yesterday morning .. instead of all day Gibran was not seen in the office with the reason must be in the hospital.” Rutu Gilang slowly.
“Is there a recipe we should redeem, mbak? And where should we buy it?” Gita spoke up. When the sting clearly heard her husband's route.
“Oh .. this. And please better hurry. For tonight's injection turned out to be none. Mom to the ground floor, turn left. On the other end is a hospital dispensary that is open 24 hours. Hopefully all the remedies are available there.” The nurse replied to Gita while handing over the prescription paper.
“Good .. thank you.”Answer Gita who delicates towards Gilang, signalling that they immediately redeem the drug according to the prescription given.
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