
"Dok, how's my mother doing? Is he okay?" Seemed a look of anxiety emanated from the glare of her beautiful clear eyes. A twenty-two-year-old girl approached the senior doctor in a white cell.
The silvery-haired senior doctor let out a long sigh, then exhaled slowly. "Cancer in Bu Latifah's body spread everywhere. Chemotherapy and the consumption of drugs are not able to prevent the spread of cancer cells in the body Miss Mother."
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Erina's legs felt limp unable to hold her own body weight. The girl's mind was suddenly blankly leaping unable to think clearly.
The senior doctor patted Erina's shoulder slowly. "As long as there's still time, use the opportunity as best you can. Accompany, entertain and grant the patient's last wish before he returns to Him," he said. "I'm sorry that we can't cure the patient even though every effort has been made."
"If there's nothing to ask again, excuse me." After saying the last sentence, the doctor left Erina who was still frozen in place. The gaze of his eyes was blank, as if his soul was lost to another dimension.
Slowly, the beautiful girl stepped closer to the waiting chair made of stainless. He put his ass on the chair. "God, why are the cancer cells in Mama active again? Didn't Mama have surgery, but why did she show up again?" mumbled wailing. Without feeling her tears just like that. The nose feels sour and the chest is as tight as a very large chunk of stone.
Long enough Erina was fixated on the spot, crying over the fate of the mother who is now getting worse. Blood cancer in Latifah's body, back active and increasingly malignant until the doctor just raised his hand.
"Mas Yudhis, I must tell him immediately. Yeah ... I have to quickly tell Mama's situation." Without lingering, Erina took out a mobile phone from inside the bag, then sent a short message to the older sister.
Assalamu. Mas Yudhis, how are you? Can I go back to Yogyakarta soon? Just now Mama was rushed to the hospital and said Doctor, cancer cells in the body Mama continues to grow. Doctor Ilham and the team raised their hands, they could not do anything else because all kinds of treatment had been done.
If Mas is not busy, I hope Mas can go home soon. I ... couldn't see my mother's suffering. That was the message Erina sent to Yudhishthira.
Since the father died, Yudhistira was the backbone of the family even though Latifah had a grocery store, but as the oldest man and the only man to replace Erlan's duties, he was the one to take over, erina is looking after their mother.
Meanwhile, Yudhistira had just parked his four-wheeled vehicle in a special parking lot for doctors. He walked side by side with Tsamara while discussing the planned seminar to be held in Bali in one week.
"So who's our hospital representative, Doc?" ask Tsamara. The beautiful girl who had almond eyes looked so serious listening to Yudhistira's words about the meeting here in the afternoon.
"From our hospital there are five people, two of whom are you and me. We will leave for the airport on a morning flight to get to the location. The organizers have asked the inn to do an early check in so that we can put the items first before the event starts," Yudhistira replied as he continued to step foot.
Both of them still continue to walk into an international hospital building down the aisle of the hospital that began to look crowded. Yudhistira was about to open the door of the doctor's office, but the loud sound of his cell phone caused the man to pause. He took the flat object from his pants pocket, pop up that appeared on the phone screen made the man's eyebrows shrivel in wonder.
"Why did Erina send me so many messages? Did something bad happen to Mama?" gumam Yudhistira.
"What's up, Doctor Yudhis?" tsamara asked when she realized Yudhistira was staring at the screen of the phone with hard-to-read eyes.
"Doctor Yudhis, is everything okay?" Tsamara asked again when her colleagues did not respond at all.
With mixed feelings, Yudhishthira replied, "Yes, I-I'm fine." The man hid the bad news that befell his parents.
"Doctor Tsamara, I have to see Doctor Fatma. You go first." Without giving Tsamara a chance, the man simply passed into a room at the very end.
Tsamara raised her eyebrows and looked at Yudhishthira's back with a million questions in her mind. "Doctor Yudhis's attitude is very strange. Did something happen to him?"
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|| Singapore ||
"Pa, why is your face moody? Are you sick? Can I make you a hot drink?" cecar Renata when he saw the face of his beloved husband moping when entering the luxury palace in European style.
Fengying unsheathed a sharp look at the figure of the beautiful woman next to him. "What do you care? Why are you so considerate of me? What kind of living have I given you so far so little that you try to win my heart just like you took the hearts of my parents?" the Chinese man. When remembering the events of decades ago made the man even more hateful to Renata, his parents and everyone involved in the separation between him and Annchi, his beloved wife.
Renata was stunned when she heard Fengying's words. Since long ago the man had never once been kind and treated him like a wife, but his words this time were really heart-piercing. It felt like it was being pierced, sick but not bleeding.
"W-What do you mean, Pa? Why are you accusing me of that? Was I wrong to look at my own husband?" asked Renata with trembling lips. Eyes began to fog, tears began to fill his eyelids.
Fengying clucked in annoyance. "His husband? Don't dream! I have never considered you my wife. You know, my wife is just one Annchi, and she's forever in my heart. So, don't expect if you can replace Annchi."
Then, the man who had entered the age of five heads just like that without wanting to linger looked at the face of Renata, the female figure who accompanied him for almost thirty years. The longer he stared at the woman's brown iris, the more fed up, furious and angry that fate kept playing tricks on him.
Tears melted just like that when she saw Fengying leave leaving her alone. The look on the woman's eyes emitted a deep pain. God, I can't take it anymore, roared Renata in his heart.
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