The Hidden Son-in-law

Chapter 1

In a private hospital, a beautiful woman wearing a hijab was grieving sitting alone in front of the operating room. The girl was still crying sobbing.

"Patience, son," said someone.

Sharena turned to look at who the person sitting next to her was. The figure of a middle-aged man, visible from the appearance of a happy person. His speech was also very gentle and polite.

The man carved out a gentle smile, his shady gaze making Sharena's heart a little calmer. He tried to return that smile.

"Thank you, sir," he replied as tears fell that had fallen faithfully.

"May you know who's in that room?" asked the father looking pity, he knew that the girl was grieving.

"My mothers, sir," replied Sharen flatly.

"What operation?" ask the man back.

"heart, Sir. Put up the ring," Sharen replied honestly. Actually he was reluctant to talk too much in this precarious state, but it would be impolite to ignore the question of the middle-aged man.

"Oh, may Allah give smoothness yes. You have to be patient and strong. You are also waiting for your wife who is being treated also at this Hospital," he explained.

"Ah, what's the pain, sir?" tanya Sha responded to the father's words.

"Hypertension, so it must be treated."

"May I get well soon, sir," Do'a the woman sincerely.

"Aamiin, thank you. Then you come back first, you must be strong. If there's a chance to play in the nursery of Mom who's in Tulip 3." The man mentioned his wife's nursery.

"All right, God willing. Thanks again for the prayer, sir."

"Yes, equally. Oya, can you tell me what your name is?" ask the man before he moves on.

"My name is Sharena Husman, sir."

"Yes, yeah. What a good name. My name is Ikhsan Wibowo" said the middle-aged man introducing his name.

Sharena simply nodded her head in understanding, and carved a faint smile on the man named Ikhsan.

With a restless heart the woman waited for the door of the room to open. His heart was troubled when bad thoughts haunted him, what if Mom's life could not be saved? Ha, no. He must not be crybaby, must be strong as Mr. Ikhsan said.

Long enough the woman awaits news from the Doctor who is struggling to save the life of the mother. A few minutes later, the door of the room opened.

Sharena immediately got up from her seat, and greeted the Doctor who had just been at the door.

"Dok, how's my mother doing? Is the operation going well?" tanya Sha was impatient.

"Thank God the operation went well, in thirty minutes your mother will be transferred to the ward" explained the Doctor smiling with a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, thank you, Doc" said the girl smiling happily as she cupped her palms in gratitude and thanks to the medic.

"Yes, equally. Then excuse me first."

"Yes, come on, Doc."

This afternoon I have occupied the inpatient room which is on the second floor. Room 2 facing Tulip 3. Sha permission on Mother wants to buy something to fill her stomach that has not been filled anything.

The twenty-four-year-old girl came out of the room, her footsteps halted immediately when she met the middle-aged man who had just taken her to chat. He looked at the room in front of him.

It turned out that his mother's room and the father's wife's room faced off. But different classes. The room was a VIP room.

"Sharena, are you here?" ask Mr. Ikhsan.

"Ah, yes Sir. My mother was treated here" he replied honestly.

"Thank God, sir."

"Alhamdulillah, thank goodness. I'm glad to hear it. Where are you going?" asked Mr. Ikhsan who looked so friendly to the girl.

"You go to the cafeteria for a bit, sir. Is Mom being treated here?" tanya Sha wanted to know also the situation of the middle-aged man's wife.

"Yes, in that room. Do you want to go inside?"

"Ah, be good." Sha could not refuse. There is nothing wrong with giving Do'a and other patient support.

Mr. Ikhsan brought Sharena into the wife's nursery. Seen by a woman estimated to be less than fifty years old, the woman stared at Sha's arrival with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Mother. How's Mom doing?" asked Sharena softly.

"Sore, Son. Thank God it is starting to improve. Beautiful to you, my husband told me about you. Oya, how's your mother doing?" the woman asked, welcoming.

"Alhamdulillah, the operation went well, ma'am, now it's in the nursery. It just so happens that her room is facing the room, Mother. So I stopped by for a while," explained Sha while carving a smile, to show a hole in the cheek to increase the level of beauty.

"Thank you, you have taken the time to visit Mom," said the mother was so happy for the presence of the beautiful woman.

"Yes together, Mom, I hope you recover quickly. Then I say I want to go down for a moment," he said pamit undur.

"Alright, come here often yes, later Mother looks at your mother," replied the middle-aged woman.

Sha was a little hesitant with the good attitude and attention of the couple who were no longer young.

"Good, Mom." Sharena immediately moved out of the room, and immediately headed for the elevator to get to the first floor.

The girl immediately went to the cafeteria, ordered food wrapped, she would eat in the nursery, just in case the mother needed her help later.

Sha went into the treatment room with a plastic bag containing food, put it on the nightstand and first approached his mother.

"Mom want something?" he asked while fixing the thick cloth of the wingless angel's body cover.

"No, Son. Have you eaten?" mother asked softly, looking at the beautiful face of the Princess, it seemed in her eyes still stored sadness.

"No, that's the food I brought here. Then I'll eat first, Mom."

"Yes, eat it."

Sharena immediately ate the food until the toilet, now the middle village is safer because it is filled. Sharena took a break to straighten her legs which were quite sore.

This morning the woman was asked to pay her mother's operating expenses to the cashier of the RS. Because already RS regulations must pay off first, just started a new calculation of hospitalization costs for the next.

Sha went to the cashier to pay off, and the girl was stunned when she saw the total. Why so expensive? Money from where he got it. Sha was still silent staring at the nominal number listed in the receipt of the RS payment.

"How, Mother?" ask the cashier.

"Ah, sorry, Buk, why is it this big?" tanya Sha asked for an explanation, because he had never faced anything like this before.

"That's it, Mom. Even our RS has given a leeway. Patients must be handled first, if the other RS must pay off first and then action is taken," explained the employee.

Sha just nodded in understanding. Yes, when his mother is critical it immediately gets handling and action. Therefore, he does not know the costs that he must pay.

Seriate.....

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