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When the ICU door opened Andra, Sabil and Dad Ray immediately stood up, approaching the doctor who had just come out. Judging from the look on the doctor's face it made Andra and the others breathe a little relieved.
The doctor bowed respectfully before delivering the happy news.
"Is my wife conscious, doc. He survived, didn't he?" Dad Ray was eager to hear the good news.
The eyes of Sabil and Andra looked expectantly at the doctor, their questions were the same and had been represented by Dad Ray.
"Yes sir, the Madam has already made it through her critical period. He even moved his fingers." The doctor said in a happy tone, he is like a patient's family.
The happy cry of the Daddy made Sabil and Andra moved. Dad Ray who from earlier looked stiff and calm, apparently hid his sadness alone. Andra immediately hugged his daddy, he should have been stronger for Daddy.
Sabil is in a hurry to thank the doctors who have fought for Rahmi's mother. It was unexpected that the doctor also shed tears seeing the family scene. Then immediately go back into the room.
"Dad you see, mommy is very strong. He fought for all of us." Andra still hugged her dad. A rare hug but now he promises to hug his family often.
"You're right, son, your Mommy is very strong."
Sabil could not say anything more, he knew what it was like to lose. He knows it feels lonely when longing for loved ones can only be said through prayer. A very valuable lesson he got, a time that will never come back like yesterday then we have to make the most of it. Eliminating the ego and fostering a sense of love for loved ones is very important.
When all was calm and sat back to wait for the development of mommy condition, Sabil was pleased to buy a drink. He knew there was no way they would fill their stomachs with food at a time like this. But at least there was liquid coming into their bodies.
"Son, I'll go for a minute to buy a drink" Sabil said to her husband.
"Are you thirsty, I'll get the bodyguards to buy it." Andra certainly does not want his wife for anything else.
"No, brother, let me. All going to the bathroom. You don't have to worry, there are a lot of bodyguards scattered around every corner of this hospital. I promise I'll come back." Convincing Andra was not an easy matter, he needed a good reason for the man to be sure.
"Alright, be careful" he said, wiping Sabil's head.
Sabil smiled happily as he managed to move on from there. To the bathroom might just be an excuse, he just felt Andra and Dad Ray currently needed alone time.
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After Sabil left Andra and dad Ray chatted a lot. True Sabil said if they need time together, if there is him they are indeed a little awkward. They usually talk a lot about the company.
"Dad, have you eaten yet?" Many questions but it was precisely that question that slid from Andra's lips.
"No need to worry about Daddy. Dad won't calm down if your mommy hasn't regained consciousness." Patting his son's shoulder and smiling.
"When do you remember when I was a kid I used to ask you to accompany me to play but you were so busy working that there was no time for me. Now I understand how big of a responsibility Daddy has in the company."
"I'm sorry Daddy couldn't be a good father to you. It should pay a lot of attention to you and mommy so that your mom will not be lonely and look for warmth outside. Actually it's all Daddy's fault that can't be the head of a good family."
Just this time Ray's dad expressed his heart, it turns out that all this time he was also stricken with feelings of guilt.
"No human being is perfect, and everything has its flaws. Everything that happens in our family is a trial. I'm happy to see Daddy and Mommy loving each other."
Andra learned a lot from her father-in-law who was so wise in dealing with problems. Not to forget also berapang chest during the ordeal whack.
"Andra believes mommy can survive Dad. I'm gonna keep fighting to find a donor for Mommy."
Sabil who had actually returned from earlier was moved, he saw from a distance the father and son were chatting from heart to heart. He wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes before finally approaching.
"Sister, this is a drink." Pouring a bottle of mineral water on Andra. "And this is for dad."
"You drink, at least there's liquid coming into your body. I know that Brother Andra and daddy may not want to eat but I beg you not to refuse to drink either."
After hearing the words of Sabil the father and son drank the mineral water up to the toilet. Too much crying and lack of sleep can make them dehydrated. And then who will take care of Mom Rahmi if they are sick too.
Suddenly the door of the ICU room opened again, some doctors came out with faces that could not be read.
"What's the matter doc, did something happen inside?" Andra immediately asked after seeing the strange gurgle of the doctor.
"Look sir, Madam Rahmi is conscious and she keeps calling Sabila's name" the doctor said, but she looked uneasy as she said.
"Isn't that good, doc." Andra's eyes sparkled.
"What's the matter exactly?" Now dad Ray can't wait to hear the next news.
"Excuse me sir, although it is conscious but the state of the mistress is decreasing. If we don't get a donor soon, we're afraid the lady can't last much longer." The doctor said with fear.
Now the body of Ray's dad who could barely hold the balance, staggered backwards. Fortunately Andra swiftly caught the body of the Daddy.
"Daddy...." Sabil was no less panicked to see the eyes of Ray's dad who was immediately empty.
"Dad you realize, Mommy must have survived Dad." Andra shook the body in her arms.
"Tok please, try to do your best until we get a donor. We beg you." Sabil clenched his hands together, and now his cries flowed.
"Okay, lady, we'll keep trying. Miss Sabila better come with us, it looks like Madame Rahmi wants to meet you, miss."
Sabil saw her husband for permission and Andra agreed with a nod of her head. But Sabil looks worried leaving her husband alone to take care of her daddy.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of Daddy." Andra seemed to know the meaning of the gaze of the wife.
Follow the doctors inside and wear special clothes. Sabil continued to reassure his heart, I must be strong not to look at mommy with sadness.
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