The Night

Chapter 22

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All had prepared Aiyla, after returning home from the office for her departure to city x.

Honestly, Aiyla did not want to leave, she wanted to accompany her son who was struggling to get a cure.

But this job is also important for him, given how difficult it is to get a job in a city of this size.

Tonight is the schedule of his son being given action, the kidney transplant process that Azzam and Fusun soon went through.

After everything was done, Aiyla rushed out of the apartment and headed for the hospital.

Without a second thought Aiyla immediately looked to the right and left to find a taxi that would deliver her

Threshed on his right hand, it was 19.30. Finally about 5 minutes waiting, passing a taxi and spontaneous Aiyla gave a sign for the taxi to stop immediately.

"Yes God... Strengthen both of them in the process of transplanting it," said Aiyla by raising her hands and then both palms were swept to her face.

"It's over, miss," said the taxi driver disperse his daydream.

He gave some money to the taxi driver and soon passed into the front room of the hospital.

Aiyla went straight to see Dr. Ahmed, apparently the doctor was already in the operating room.

"Mrs during the process, you can wait here. Approximately about 3 to 4 hours of the process takes place," said the guard officer.

Amidst the loneliness with the current situation he experienced made Ailya become even more sad.

Dret... Dret... Dret...

A call came in on his cell phone that was in his thick coat pocket. Call from an unknown number.

Seeing the number that was not stored in her phone contact made Aiyla reluctant to receive the incoming call.

The call was heard more than three times and with the same number. For the umpteenth call, Aiyla accepted the call.

A female voice came from the call. Aiyla did not recognize the voice of the woman called.

Enthusiastically the woman asked about her son, the state of his son without telling the identity of who he was who was so curious about the state of his son.

Aiyla was silent and did not answer any questions from the woman who was on the call.

"Who's mistress?" asked Aiyla who wanted to know the reason the woman looked enthusiastic and felt dead and worried.

Aiyla was shocked after learning the identity that was heard from the voice that entered her ear.

It turned out that the woman was the mother of her husband, who wanted to find out about her son.

Aiyla remembered the incident in that grand mansion. The second time was disappointed and felt sorry to set foot there.

A big question arises Aiyla, why the woman sounded different at the time of this incoming call.

Sounds very concerned about the situation of Aiyla's son. Aiyla finally told her that her son was doing the transplant tonight.

He thought the more he prayed for his son's recovery, the more he gave strength to his son's recovery.

The call ended after the woman who was called prayed for the jewel of her heart.

Now comes the incident that happened in the big and magnificent house in Aiyla's mind. Until their hearts did not care for a boy who lay weak, had blood from within his body part of the extended family.

"Why does the woman seem to care so much after her husband's rejection" Aiyla said in her heart.

As he thought hard to find an answer for why the woman changed his mind, a familiar voice called out his name.

"Aila... Aylas... I'm sorry I just arrived" said Gul, who was beside her and hugged Aiyla tightly.

Aiyla felt a warmth and strength that she needed earlier.

Tears fell on both cheeks of women who embraced each other very tightly.

"La... I brought you warm food and drinks, I know you won't think about your stomach problems in this condition" Gul said, taking off a hug and showing her something in her hand.

Aiyla is very grateful to have a friend who really cares and knows what is happening to her. It's true that Aiyla hasn't had dinner yet.

After returning home from work Aiyla immediately prepared the goods and files that will be brought to the city x. So it did not occur to him that dinner after he finished preparing for his departure.

The one in his mind should immediately go to the hospital and immediately meet with Azzam and Fusun. But it was too late that they were both in the same room with the doctors.

"Eat, before it gets cold" said his best friend by giving a lunch box and a glass of warm coffee made by Gul.

With mixed feelings Aiyla tried to swallow food and drink to get into her stomach.

There is no appetite at this time. His mind was on his son who was struggling to recover from his illness.

"Aila...Aiyla, "sounds from far away from their seats.

Together the two of them turned their heads towards the voice, Aiyla was surprised to see the woman in luxurious clothes attached to her body walking closer towards the direction they were sitting.

"Who is Aiyla" Gul asked Aiyla who was surprised to look at the woman who called her name.

Aiyla did not give an answer to the question posed by her best friend. He was looking for a woman who was not far from him.

"How my granddaughter is doing" said the woman with a clear circle seen falling on her face that was not young anymore.

Hearing the woman greet Aiyla's son with the greeting "my granddaughter" made Aiyla's heart tremble.

Since when did the woman acknowledge the existence of Aiyla's son and what is the reason behind it all.

"It's still in there" as he rolled his eyes at the space right beside the three of them.

The woman looked at the operating room with a sad look with a clear grain that was still falling soaked her face.

There was no sound after that coming out of the mouths of the three of them, all silent and washed away by the wrath and thoughts of each.

After 4 hours the door of the closed room was opened, all eyes were directed in the same direction.

A man dressed in green covered his whole body. After opening the mask that was worn, the face of doctor Ahmed was seen.

"How's doctor?" simultaneously the three of them spoke.

The doctor said that the kidney transplant process was successful even though in the middle of the operation, Azzam's body was reduced, but it can be overcome and stabilized again so that the transplant process can be continued and can be said to be successful.

Amid a long explanation, the doctor reminded that after the patient's body gets a new kidney from the donor, the patient's body will be monitored for health development after the operation.