Reaching the Miss (Daddy)

Critically

Aksa continued to run down the hospital corridor while carrying Amara's tiny body. His steps were wide towards the emergency room and there, there was already an Emir waiting with an anxious look. 

On the way here, Daffa did call the Emir doctor to immediately prepare an IGD room for Amara complete with medical equipment.

Aksa immediately laid his body on the Bed as soon as he arrived at the emergency installation. The medical personnel immediately handled the treatment on a six-year-old little girl. As much as they tried to save Amara and wake her from the subconscious.

While waiting for the doctor to help, Daffa who was outside the room immediately contacted Nara who was now at work.

After contacting her foster brother, she refocused on Amara's figure who was somehow in her current condition.

With his chest shaking violently, Daffa continued to pray that nothing would happen to his only nephew. His hands were soaked in sweat as it held back even more fear. Occasionally the man turned to the tightly shut IGD door. There's not even a slight gap to just peek.

After about thirty minutes, two women ran up to him with panicked faces and gasped breaths. It was seen that the chest of the two women moved up and down, the clear point of a grain of corn was adorning their forehead.

"How's Amara Daff?" Nara asked in her breath.

"Still in the care of mbak, inside there is the Emir bang, the Aksa bang and two other doctors"

Sighing, Nara let out slowly, hoping that the fear of losing her daughter would soon move aside.

While Khansa, she continues to soothe her best friend with gentle strokes on her arms, trying to give Nara the strength she needs most at this time.

"Amara" Nara muttered lightly with her right hand moving restlessly patting her thigh.

Ara strong, daddy must have come for Ara, please hold on for mommy son. Mommy promised to drag daddy and take him by force.

Until a few minutes passed, the lights above the door frame suddenly went out, which meant that the handling inside was finished.

Seeing the doctor coming out of the IGD room, Nara, Khansa and Daffa immediately stood up and stepped in front of the doctor. The two doctors showed faces that were hard to guess.

"How is my son's condition doctor?" 

"We can't tell you what Amara's condition is like" he said, leaving Nara clueless as to what it means. "Wait after twenty-four hours, after that we can just conclude Nara"

"Why wait twenty-four hours to find out his condition? What does the doctor mean? The doctor just told me what my son was like" Nara said with high intonation. He is frustrated with Amara's current condition.

"Call Na" 

"How can I calm down Sa, the paramedics didn't tell me what my daughter's condition was like"

"I know, but if you can't control yourself, we can't think clearly, we can't do anything, so just calm down, Amara will continue in the doctor's monitoring"

"I just asked Sasa uncomplicated things, how can I wait twenty-four hours, I can't wait that long Sa" he said, accompanied by a clear circle that had slid freely. The gaze that had been staring at Khansa, now back to looking at doctor Jimmy and doctor Silvi.

"Doctor, please don't hide anything from me, tell me honestly what my daughter's condition is, why did the doctor forbid me to see her?"

Hearing the barrage of sentences coming out of Nara's mouth, the paramedics were increasingly unable to tell Amara's true condition.

Aksa and Emir are still in the IGD room. They were helped by two sisters to move Amara to the ICU in a moment.

"Doctor" Nara paled with a pushy look. "Please doctor I want to see my daughter"

"Look at Nara" the man paused his sentence to breathe air. "The patient's condition is very weak, as is his heartbeat. There was no reaction whatsoever to what we were doing" the doctor said, his countenance looking increasingly sad. "Amara is critical now"

Dug, dug,___ Nara's heart was like stopping the conspiracy of seconds, when it again thumped, it was very painful.

"If in one time twenty-four hours Amara had not yet woken up. It would be very dangerous, he would go into a coma and even die.

"Nara is strong Na, stay calm"

"Pray that Amara will soon awaken" continued Silvi's doctor.

"No, I'm not ready if Ara should be gone" Nara muttered softly and lowered her head. "Mas Tama, I have to call her now, she has to come, I can't handle this on my own" Nervously and trembling, the woman looked for a cell phone in her bag, he'll call Tama's cell phone number that Aldika gave him at dinner three days ago.

The number you are going to is not active, try a few more moments.

"Mas Tama, why can't I call"

The number you are calling is not active.

"Aarrhgg..."

Repeatedly Nara tried to call Tama's number but only the voice of the operator was heard.

Where are you going mas?

After her visit to Mr. Ramdan's house this morning, Tama did not activate her phone, because she was very disturbed by the incoming message notification from Shella and the phone call from Rania.

Hearing the ringing of a cell phone alone has made his head seem to break, especially if it raises and hears the babbling of two women who for him are very troublesome. Even though one of the women was his own mother, it was still that the man felt careless.

To the extent that Tama fled to Surabaya to avoid the insistence of the mother to quickly marry Shella.

While waiting for the DNA test to come out, Tama will handle his company that is there, while in Jakarta, he leaves the full responsibility to Aldika.

Sreet,, uh,,

"Awhh" One of his fingers was slashed by a knife while peeling an apple.

Fresh blood flowed from there, making Tama sigh as well as moaning in pain. Seconds later, his memories fell on Amara who was playing as she watched him from a distance.

Amara, is there my name tucked behind his name.

That girl turned out to be very pretty.

She sick?

Tama swallowed her own saliva when she recalled Nara saying that Amara was suffering from leukemia.

He even ignored his wounds as they dissolved in the shadows of Nara and Amara.

Well, if the result says that Amara is my son, I will come for him, I will dismiss my disappointment towards Naraya.

Tik-tik... Red liquid dripped on the table.

Oh my God, I forgot my wounds.

The man got up and walked to the closet where the P3K was stored.

Seriate.

Happy fasting... 😇😇😇