The Forgotten Asmara

Critically

WIIIIUUW........WIIIUUUW.....

With a typical sirine sound, the ambulance carried a wounded byan shot in the abdomen. Two hot lead had penetrated the stomach of the byan until it had drained a lot of blood.

Malik who watched his son continued to cry. On the sidelines of the cry, Malik continued to recite several prayers for healing byan.

Byan has arrived at a nearby hospital, hoping for his son's safety.

"Dok, help my son.." Malik begged the doctor who will handle byan.

"Quiet sir, we'll do our best, but the rest we leave to the powerful." The doctor rushed to the ICU to check on the patient. Together with several nurses, the doctor also performed surgery for byan.

Juna who was taking his wife to the obstetrician is now in the same hospital as Byan. The age of the chayra content has reached the third trimester. Juna took the chayra's body slowly after the examination, but in the hospital hallway, Juna saw someone he knew.

"Sir malik?" Juna speaks for himself, but the chayra can hear him.

"Who's brother?" Tanya chayra was curious.

"That's honey, the guy sitting there. He's malik sir, byan's father." Juna was obviously with his wife.

"Owgh, why is he crying?" Asked Chayra, who obviously juna did not know the answer.

"We're approaching, chay, you don't mind, do you?" Ask juna.

"Yes, ayooo..." Take chayra.

The two of them joined each other to approach Malik who was sitting in front of the ICU room.

"Sir malik?" Greet juna to the sitting malik by covering his face.

"Aryan?" Malik got up from his seat and wiped the tears on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ask juna directly.

"Byan, byan's on surgery." Malik said softly.

"What's? What happened to him sir?" Ask juna again. While the chayra only listened to the conversation of the two by closing her mouth due to surprise.

"Byan was shot this morning.. Pray that the operation is smooth and byan is safe." Malik is worried.

Chayra and juna just nodded slowly in response to Malik's words. On the sidelines of their conversation, a nurse came out of the room, she approached Malik.

"Malik's father was right, sir byan?" ask sister.

"Yes. I'm her father, what's the matter?" Answer malik quickly.

"At this time the patient's condition is very critical, it consumes a lot of blood. We need a B+ blood donor right away, sir." Obviously sister.

"What's? How'this? My blood is not the same as my blood. Just the same um, but..."

"Sister juna your blood type is B+ isn't it?" Chayra stared at the silent juna.

"Juna? Is correct? Juna please help byan..." Malik pleaded with juna.

Juna was just sculpting, he couldn't think anything this time.

"Sister, help a person in distress even if that person has hurt you." Chayra rubbed juna's shoulders slowly. I hope her husband will be happy to help her.

"How about sir, we don't take long.?" sister breaks juna daydream.

"I'm ready to sus." Juna langur.

"Okay sir, come with me. We're gonna do an examination of the father first then a blood transfusion." Obviously the nurse walked forward followed by juna behind her.

"Thank you juna.." Malik slapped both of his palms.

"Please take care of my wife, Malik." Juna said to malik as he shouted.

Malik nodded slowly feeling moved. Then he told the chayra to sit in the waiting chair.

"Please sit down chayra.." Malik's orders.

"Thank you sir.." Chayra also sat down while stroking slowly her distended stomach.

"How many months are you pregnant?" Malik asked who was about to chat with the chayra.

"Your first child? Do you know her gender?" Ask malik again.

"Already sir, if it's not wrong according to my baby doctor's estimate this is a woman." Answer chayra.

"Oww... If only my granddaughter were here, she'd be a woman too. However, until now this has not been found. Sorry chayra, I remember my granddaughter when I saw you pregnant."

"Yes sir, it's okay... If you can figure out what made your granddaughter disappear?"

"I don't know either, which is obvious she was taken by her stepmother out and ended up just missing. We've been looking for him to this day, but all of that has left my son hurt."

"Ough... Sorry sir..."

"What a chayra, people will also know about our family problems for a long time."

Byan needs two blood bags of the B+ group. And lucky blood type juna suitable for byan until juna can donate blood.

Byan's operation is over, but byan is not yet conscious. Byan is currently being treated in the ICU.

Malik who is still contemplating, trying to inform andryani in Jakarta. Malik initially covered this, but after thinking about it again he finally ventured to call his wife.

"Take where? since yesterday I haven't called Umi... Umi's worried..." Andryani's voice continues to nag her husband on the phone.

"Umi, abi actually......." And finally Malik told in detail everything that happened to him also byan.

Andryani there was shocked, so she decided to go to Jogja following her husband.

***

Amsterdam...

🍒Asmara

After a few days, the star had a high fever and had to be taken to the hospital. Luckily the star does not need more treatment, only given a few prescription drugs.

Since our return from Indonesia, the stars have become very fussy. It is not like stars cry continuously.

Me, mom and Steve were overwhelmed by the calming stars. The stars never want to get out of my arms.

"Has the medicine been taken?" Ask steve to me.

"Just steve." I replied slowly while calming the star that kept crying.

"Do we have to go to the doctor?" Take steven.

"Yesterday to doctor steve, the heat has also begun to fall. Maybe the star is in a growth phase and it's common in toddlers his age." So my mother answered steven.

"But auntie, what if something happens to the stars?" Steven looked up at the star who had started to stop crying.

"Just calm down, son, we'll wait until tomorrow. Hopefully the stars will be better tomorrow." Obviously mom on steven.

I just kept listening to mom and Steven. I was still focused on holding the star that slowly closed his eyes.

After a few minutes of sleep in my arms, I immediately put the stars on the bed.

"Finally, he sleeps too..." I took a deep breath. Massaging around my shoulder that feels sore because it continues to hold the star.

"You must be tired, take a bath so that you take care of the stars."

"Good ma'am, thank you.." I said to mom.

Immediately I stepped into the bathroom, afraid that the stars would wake up and cry.

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