
Kahfi already understands and is very understanding about Rara's current condition which continues to decline without any significant changes to heal.
Perhaps the best path should be taken for Rara's happiness, but not the way she married him, it would be the same as hurting Kahfi himself.
Kahfi tries to find the best way, but at the end of it always remember the words of Mother Icha who always advised, happy for someone it has a great reward, and one day your life will also be divided by others in the way of Allah SWT.
Kahfi exhaled his breath very harshly. His mind became branched and dizzy in anxiety and lightheadedness.
'Kahfi will pray at night, istikharah to have the right instructions in making decisions, ' Kahfi's mind in his heart.
Kahfi was already in the Hospital Canteen while waiting for Rara to finish chemotherapy. Kahfi ordered one glass of hot chocolate to calm her heart which was somewhat beginning to shake and not directed.
Orders of hot chocolate, black pepper beef steak and fries are already on Kahfi's table. Kahfi immediately ate the food slowly. The smell of hot chocolate is very tempting to eat Kahfi to devour all the food in front of him. Instantly the problem disappeared and disappeared forgotten because of enjoying the food and drinks that add to the mood.
Every now and then Kahfi plays his phone and replies to some chat that goes into his message box. Kahfi took some pictures of her in the hospital and posted them on the homepage of her social media account.
The black pepper beef steak has been devoured only left behind the hotplate where the dish is and the spices are still there, the fries have also ludes into the stomach of Kahfi.
The phone on the table where Kahfi was eating rang with a very loud voice. Kahfi stared at the name on the screen, clearly visible name Sukoco father there.
Sukoco's father was very upset with Rara's control and chemotherapy schedule, and as much as possible Sukoco's father would always contact Kahfi about Rara's current state and condition after and before control and chemotherapy.
Kahfi lifted the phone by sliding the green button that appeared on the screen of his phone. The phone connection was directly connected to Sukoco's father as a caller.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad, how are you?" ask Kahfi quietly and politely.
"Waalaikumsalam, Kahfi, how is Rara?" asked Sukoco's father in a hurry and panicked.
"Still father chemotherapy," replied Kahfi slowly and briefly.
"Father's feeling is not calm since morning, always remembered with Rara, there is nothing to hide right?" ask Sukoco's father quietly.
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Kahfi's heart seemed to want to stop hearing Sukoco's father's question that could feel awkwardness. Indeed, the inner bond between Sukoco's father and Rara as his biological child can not be lied to.
Kahfi was silent looking for the right and correct answer.
"Kahl!! What's the matter, why are you silent," asked Sukoco's father anxiously.
"Sorry Dad, Kahfi is paying for food, he's in the cafeteria. Actually, Kahfi was called by the doctor who had been handling Rara, Dad," replied Kahfi slowly explaining.
Kahfi was still sitting in the same place while inhaling the smell of chocolate that made him opiate.
"Then, how's Rara, Fi?!" progressing?!" asked Sukoco's father in panic.
Rara is the only hope of Sukoco's father, only Rara that Sukoco's father has as his flesh and blood, anything Sukoco's father will do for Rara's happiness.
"His health condition is declining and the laboratory results are significant there is no movement to heal," replied Kahfi slowly.
"According to the doctor who handles Rara, Rara can only last approximately one year, depending on the condition of Rara's body. Only one can make Rara survive, which is happiness," said Kahfi slowly staring pusar towards the hot brown glass that began to cool down.
It's hard to be in Kahfi's position at the moment.
"Help Rara, Fi, to be always happy, only Kahfi can make Rara happy and survive a life of pain" Sukoco's father said softly in a pleading and hopeful tone.
My only hope is for Kahfis. Rara can only depend her life on Kahfi, who is loved by Rara.
"Kahfi is going to marry Rara, Dad?!" kahfi said in a loud voice.
Sukoco's father turned silent at Kahfi's reply, as if it were real or a dream. Kahfi who incidentally does not love Rara, amu marries Rara.
"Don't joke Fi, pity Rara, don't play with her feelings" Sukoco's father slowly asked Kahfi.
Kahfi was silent and realized that what Kahfi said to Sukoco's father was a mistake. Why did the remark of wanting to marry Rara just slip away from her lips when her heart said no.
'What should Kahfi say to Sukoco's father, if the speech is a mistake and unintentional,' Kahfi's mind in his heart.
"Fi, Kahfi!!" said Sukoco's father in a loud voice then the phone connection was cut off.
Kahfi could only gawk at the sight of the phone connection being disconnected and dead. Kahfi was still waiting for Sukoco's father to call him back, but there was no call back.
I want Kahfi to scream so loudly, it feels really frustrating.
'But is this the answer of Allah SWT?' kahfi's heart in his heart.
Kahfi gulped down the hot chocolate that had become cold.
Then move from his seat and pay all the food at the cashier payment.
Kahfi left the Hospital Canteen to the front waiting room of the isolation room waiting for Rara to finish chemotherapy.
Today, Kahfi is really made dizzy seven circumference because of confusion and indecision. Kahfi sat on the iron chair in the waiting room. His body rested on the iron chair's backrest.
His heart just kept pounding. It felt like leaving Rara here, but seeing Rara's weak condition like that, Kahfi felt pity.
Ten minutes later, Kahfi's eyes closed and fell asleep in the exhaustion of his mind
Rara had finished chemotherapy, and was already outside the isolation room weakly. The wheelchair stopped right in front of Kahfi's seat.
"Sister Fi? Brother Fi?" call Rara in a soft and gentle voice.
Kahfi was also not disturbed and there was no response to the movement of waking signs from his sleep.
"Sister Fi?! Brother Fi!! Wake up," said Rara in a rather loud voice while shaking Kahfi's knee to disturb her sleep.
Kahfi just nodded and opened his eyes slowly.
"Sir Fi, get up," said Rara slowly still by shaking Kahfi's knee repeatedly.
Kahfi opened her eyes and looked at Rara who was already in front of her.