The Love of Four D
Must Do Chemotherapy
Next Day.
Nayara woke up early, the woman did not forget to immediately clean herself in the bathroom. After that, the woman immediately prepared to wear casual clothes so that her husband did not suspect her, because he had to go to the hospital to check on her condition without anyone knowing it.
She did not want the disease that she wanted to be known to many people, let alone her husband. Let this be a secret until he closes his eyes.
Nayara had finished preparing to walk out of the room, leaving her husband, who was still asleep on the bed alone.
“Big brother, where are you going early in the morning like this?”
The question posed by Davi made Nayara stop her footsteps. The woman turned her back, staring at Davi.
“Eemm, no Davi.” Nayara lied, the woman looked so stiff in front of Davi that made Davi become astonished. “A-I just want to go around the Mansion to get some fresh air. Can't that be?” nayara said the woman tried to trick Davi.
“Of course it can be Sister-in-law,” Davi said, the man smiled kindly. “Ya already then, Brother. I'll stay first, okay? Take care of yourself.”
“Dah, Davi.”
Nayara developed a beautiful smile on her face as she stared at the passing of her sister-in-law until she disappeared from the sight of her eyes. The woman breathed softly as she managed to lie to Davi.
With a quick motion Nayara left the luxurious house. He walked out of there secretly. Then, Nayara also ordered a taxi after being a little away from the home area.
Shortly after, the taxi he ordered arrived.
Nayara goes in there.
“Pak, please take me to Axxxx Hospital, yes?” the door to the driver.
“Good, Non. We walk now.”
The driver drove the car at moderate speed, taking a still quiet highway to the urban highway.
Twenty minutes later the taxi car carrying Nayara arrived at the hospital. Nayara took out some money, and gave it to the driver. The woman got out of the car cabin, and did not forget to close the door again.
“Thank you very much, Sir.”
Nayara always thanked the people who helped her.
The woman immediately put both her legs into the hospital. He has made an appointment with one of the best specialists who can deal with the disease he has suffered since a few years ago.
“Sus, is Doctor Richard in his room? I have made an appointment with him,” asked Nayara to one of the Sisters who had just come out of the Doctor's room.
“With Mother Nayara, yes?” ask the Sister.
Nayara nodded. “True, Sus,” answered.
“Doctor is inside, please come in!” sister's orders.
Nayara smiled, then immediately took her two feet stepping into the room.
“Good morning, Doc. How are you today?” Nayara greeted kindly and did not forget to shake hands first.
“I’m fine, Nayara.” The doctor accepts the hand department. “How are you doing today? You feel better already? Or vice versa?” ask the doctor directly.
“No, Doc.”
Nayara sat herself in a chair in front of the Doctor.
“I feel that my body is getting longer and more uncontrollable with drugs again,” he explained. “The medicines you love like don't have their function anymore, Doc. And I felt that I already had no hope of being able to recover, because the pain was so intensely attacking me.”
Doctor Richard could see there was a lot of sadness inside Nayara's eyes. He felt that suffering.
“I know your pain, Nay.” The doctor got up. “Has your hair started to run out?” ask the doctor again.
Nayara nodded. “Every day my hair falls out a lot, Doc. Does the Doctor want to see how my hair is doing right now?” ask Nayara.
The doctor looked at Nayara's face. Nayara immediately removed the wig she was wearing. He shows how his real hair looks in front of the Doctor.
The doctor's reaction was not at all surprised because he was used to seeing his patients with similar conditions. Because, the patients he handled were not only Nayara, but there were many. But unfortunately none of his patients managed to recover against end-stage brain cancer.
“It's so bad, Nay. It's good to shave out,” said the doctor gave advice to Nayara.
Nayara stared expectantly. “Is this disease really no cure, Doc?” nayara asked, her hope of healing inside her was still stored even if only a little.
Doctor Richard turned his gaze the other way. “If you have the desire to be completely healed, then God will certainly help you Nay,”, said Dr. Richard. “Do you always use a wig when you're with your husband?” ask the doctor to know.
Nayara can't lie. “Yes, Doc. I haven't told her anything about my current condition since we were married in the first place,” Nayara said.
Clear circles fell soaked Nayara's cheeks that the white paper on the table in front of her became wet. Somehow her heart suddenly ached when she remembered about Dave, her husband. How's Dave doing after finding out that his wife's sick? Can Dave accept that he has a malignant disease that makes his life will not last long in this World?
“Why, Nayara?” asked the doctor in wonder.
“I can't explain everything, Doc,” said Nayara with sobs.
“You should tell him as soon as possible before it's too late. At least before you close your age, you have to be honest with her,” Doctor's advice. “After all he is entitled to know about his wife!” added Doctor Richard.
“Please, Doc.” Nayara was sobbing more, her tears fell more and more so that made the Doctor come to shed her tears. “I don't want my parents to be so full of my husband's anger if he knows everything. I don't want that to happen. Even if God calls me to go now, I will go in peace.”
Doctor Richard closed his eyes for a moment, the middle-aged man tried to expel the tightness lodged within his chest. Seeing Nayara's condition getting worse and worse, the Doctor recalled his bitter memories, where his daughter also experienced the same thing as experienced by Nayara.
His daughter left after he was not strong to fight against his malignant disease.
“Prepare yourself, I will ask the team to check on you now. You have to do a lot of chemotherapy!” the doctor said firmly.
“Good, Doc. I'll prepare myself.”
