Santri Famiglia's

Clangy

"Capres and vice president number two visited one of the patients infected with the outbreak. They give encouragement without fear of contracting. Both also provide full compensation to the families of victims who are classified as underprivileged."

A reporter brought the news to television. The faces of political figures are being discussed. The two men smiled kindly. With complete modern protectors, they walked in the hospital corridor, entering the lower-class rooms.

"Alhamdulillah, thanks to Mr. Sutarman and Mr. AB, we can bring our son to treatment. They really are candidates for populist leaders" the patient's mother said on television.

The news continues. The planned elections will not be postponed only because of the sudden outbreak in the country. The committee will adjust the implementation by applying health recommendations.

"Two keep showing up. Which is number one, huh Dad?" ask Aradia.

The woman occasionally turned to the television while feeding her daughter. Hufaira, who is nine years old, watched.

"Of course."

Dana's winking shoulders. He changed the channel. However, the event that appeared was still similar news. Even if not, the topics discussed are not far from pandemics. The pandemic spread abroad. Among the countries affected are Australia, the Philippines, and Japan.

"Did they not have money for the campaign, huh? Well, if that is the case, it can be ascertained that number two wins absolutely in the election later," commented Aradia.

"Alright, Mom! What is politics for? Whatever they want now. What is important when he becomes president later is that his policy does not make it difficult for the small people. Thank goodness they can clean up an unhealthy bureaucracy."

Dana changed the channel again, but still did not find a good event suitable for children. The television was also turned off.

"Well, how are you shutting down?" aradia protests.

"Nothing is exciting. Yeah, isn't it Fai?"

Dana returned the remote to its original place. Then, he sat next to the wife. His little daughter smiled as she chewed. The boy who had been paralyzed a few days ago was able to make a sound again now.

"Keep, who are you looking for?" ask the little girl after swallowing her food.

"Jago chicken Pak Wir only. Later made balado sambal ijo," kekeh dana.

"Dad, Dad! Fai is serious."

Hufaira pinched Dana's arm. He's gnarled like that.

Dana laughs. He turned to pinch Hufaira's cheeks and wiggled her until the girl's head fell to the left and to the right.

"Dad is serious too. The chicken makes you eat to be more healthy, continue us to the place of Abri, "reply with a big smile.

She was so happy her daughter could be healthy again, even though the pay was very expensive. But that doesn't matter to him. Money is not more valuable than health.

"Find you Abri? We're all going to meet Abri?"

Hufaira's eyes widened when she mentioned her brother's name. He was very enthusiastic and secretly expected it. That hope was responded with a nod by Dana.

"Yes. Faira wants to, right? I'm sure Fai must be the same as Abri, right?"

Hufaira nodded strongly in response to the father's words. He hadn't seen his brother in a long time.

"But, what about Fai's school?"

Aradia is worried about her daughter's education. Unlike Abrizar, Hufaira had grown up in Indonesia since childhood and was accustomed to speaking Indonesian. The girl's foreign language skills are limited to what she learns at school. Of course, it would be difficult if they had to move abroad.

Dana's been thinking about Abrizar's request. He would be sad if he had to borrow more money from his eldest son. To avoid things that are not cool, they have to move for a while.

"But Well, that Fai doesn't speak Italian. What if he had to go to school there?"

"I told you, there are two options we haven't tried. Even if you can't now, then you can. Like you used to be. You also did not speak Indonesian when you first moved here, right? No, don't think too much! God will guide us in every step we take."

Dana embraces Aradia. He was always confident in the steps he took.

In a pharmaceutical lab, some scientists concocted a concoction to treat Sanubari. With a makeshift sample, they tested the effectiveness of each herb.

Most of them cross almost all recipes. None of those prescriptions can kill the genes of artificial disease, even if the dose has been raised. Among them, there was also Canda who checked the results of other experiments.

He sat observing microorganisms that had been given herbal facikan with a microscope. He did the maximum magnification. He looked at her very seriously.

Everything must be carefully observed. There is no time to test a drug on a living creature before use. So, they had to make sure the created medicine could work and be toxin-free.

Canda widened his eyes when he saw the reaction that occurred. He moved his eyes away from the microscope, blinked a few times, then peered back through the microscope. She smiles. They not only died, but decomposed completely without any remains.

When the others were busy disposing of the useless potion samples, Canda hurriedly stood up. He took a sample tube numbered one hundred and eleven.

"All of you, do some advanced research with formula one one one!" later orders.

"Does that work?" ask one of the scientists.

Canda nodded. He smiled broadly.

"Yes, just check it out! But, I don't know if this is a hundred percent safe to apply to humans."

Canda raised the tube in his hand. Then, he stared at the clock and date that was in the room. Their time is really thinning.

"Alright, we'll find out."

They got rid of the other papers that were considered useless, then began to read a copy of the hundred and eleven formula. Everyone was quite happy that their research was progressing.

"Take me to where Sanu is being treated. We need to get these cards delivered immediately!" canda Pinta.

"Let me drive! I took a sample there. So, I know where it is."

The red line swirls irregularly, often becoming a flat line, then up and down again. It was like a grass cipher that said how weak Sanubari's condition was now. The short pip sound is already a familiar sound in the ears of Aeneas and Kelana these two days.

During that time Sanubari fell asleep and had not yet awakened. The doctor watched her condition twenty-four hours nonstop. No one is out unless a replacement doctor has arrived.

When Aeneas was eating lunch, suddenly a long pip rang out. The originally jagged line, was now perfectly flat. The doctor does the action. He should be able to bring that heartbeat back.

"Sanu!"

Aeneas left food alone. He hoped the line would move again. Not just the lines, but the body of the owner. He wants Sanubari to wake up.

"Please!"