The Secret With Bad Boy

One of my father's encouragement

Lukman was in the hospital for a week. The more days his condition is getting better. He and Kinanti began to calm down in the face of the days that initially felt heavy. Today is the first day Lukman did chemotherapy with his daughter.

Kinanti's hand never escaped from his hand and always faithfully grasped Lukman's hand while groaning in pain. He also did not hesitate to help Lukman when the man was vomiting due to a drug reaction. Cleaning his dirty mouth because of vomit to wipe the sweat on his forehead. All lives Kinanti painstakingly and sincerely. Not once did He hear Kinanti complain and Lukman regretted being late to tell his daughter about the condition she had been in.

“Quiet Dad, let Kinan help. Dad rest aja yaa...” It was always that sentence that Lukman heard from his daughter's lips. All the things Kinanti said and did felt so pampering and soothing to Lukman.

Several hours of struggling to undergo chemotherapy procedures, leaving the effects that are still felt today. Lukman's body is still limp and occasionally feels pain.

“Which is sick Dad, let Kinan wipe,” bargain the young girl.

“This leg, Nan. Very painful, like tingling but not stopping.” Lukman's voice sounded breathless.

“Dad point, don't talk if Daddy's breath is tight.” Look, this girl looks pretty worried.

Lukman nodded to comply. Kinanti faithfully rubbed his feet. Although it does not make the pain disappear from parts of his body, in fact the princess's strokes can calm Lukman.

The frail man looked at his daughter closely. For one week, Kinanti did not go to school. He only accepted the tasks and walked it on the sidelines of waiting for Lukman. Although he was already in the treatment room is quite comfortable, but in fact he did not have the heart on the Kinanti who slept every night on the sofa. Cowering in the cold and wearing only a thin blanket. His daughter's patience is very similar to that of Riesma, his late mother.

“Nan, we go home yuk,” take Lukman suddenly.

“Back, Dad?” Quintessentially asked. His forehead frowned not understanding.

Lukman nodded. The man gestured for Kinanti to sit down a little.

“Dad to sit?” ask Kinanti.

Lukman nodded back. His voice was getting inaudible because he was exhausted. Kinanti immediately raised the height of the patient's bed on the head so that Lukman could lean a little. He also helped the sedik lukman lift his body to be more comfortable.Lukman's body weight decreased drastically makes Kinanti easy to lift Lukman's body.

After Lukman sat down comfortably, Kinanti returned to the man's side. He brought books and pencils as the tools of communication they used to use in one week, when Lukman was tired of talking.

Lukman's trembling hands began to write down some of the words in the book. Like SD children who have just learned to write, Lukman's writing is irregular. But Kinanti could still read it.

“Dad to go home, kangen home.” As soon as the sentence written by Lukman while staring at Kinanti expectantly. His breath was still panting enjoying the rest of the pain that still filled the entire joint in his body.

“Do you feel better? I just finished chemo.” Kinanti looked anxious hearing this man's wish.

Lukman is back to writing. “Udah is better. But it would be better if you rest at home. Dad misses the same atmosphere of a quiet house with a comfortable mattress. We go home, Kinan. Dad bored in this room keep.” Lukman's writing has been impressed to beg.

Kinanti looked at Lukman's hard-earned writings the man wrote. He doesn't think so, but he has to be realistic. Lukman's recovery is important, too.

“Kinan nanya doctor first ya Dad. If according to the doctor may, we will go home.” Kinanti tried to calm down.

Quickly Lukman took the book out of Kinanti's hand and wrote again. “Don't just ask the doctor's opinion, it's a sick father. I feel comfortable or not. Please consider that.” Lukman's words began to read firmly. His face also began to change.

Kinanti looked at the writing with a giddy. He can understand correctly that Lukman is very keen to go home.

“Iya Father. I met the doctor first. Dad wait a minute.” Kinanti rubbed Lukman's shoulder to win the condition of the father who began to emotional.

Lukman nodded in agreement, making Kinanti immediately move out of place. Just opened the door and it turned out that someone paused Kinanti's steps.

“Where are you, Nan?” There was Kala who just came home from school.

“You've come home?” Kinanti looked at the clock in her hand, it turned out to be very late afternoon.

“I want to see a doctor. Daddy wants to go home. He said the hospital stays. Kangen same atmosphere home.” Kinanti rubbed her face with a huff. Confused to comply with Lukman's wishes or comply with medical procedures that require Lukman to undergo treatment in the hospital for the next few days.

“Yes, you met the doctor first, where you know there are considerations of doctors who are in line with the wishes of the father. Want me to go to Temenin?” tawar Kala's.

Kinanti. “No need, I need to take a moment. Afraid dad needs something.”

“Okey, you are excited to talk to the doctor. I'm nemenin dad in dalem.” Timpal Kala rubbed Kinanti's head and kissed her a little.

“Kal,” Kinanti protest, it's not nice if anyone sees.

“Hehehe. I'm not repeating. See a doctor first gih, gorgeous.” This time Kinanti's back was rubbed Kala.

“Iya.” Kinanti complied and left immediately. It's a big peer to see a doctor.

After the death of Kinanti, Kala immediately entered the treatment room Lukman. The man is free to be visited by anyone as long as it is appropriate for the besuk clock.

“Sore, Father.” Sapa Kala who showed her cheerful face.

The man immediately smiled. Kala prank invites Lukman tos and it turns out Lukman replied to him. Kala clasped Lukman's hand a moment ago and salim vigorously. Lukman also showed his effort to smile even though he was still stiff.

“Fat is very handsome, out of shower huh?” Kala looked at Lukman who looked neat.

“After wiping, the body of a dirty father was vomited,” said the man with a hoarse voice.

“Home meal has been removed?” Kala saw that Lukman's feeding tube was no longer in place.

Lukman picked up the book and wrote. “Siang earlier, he said he can eat liquid food. Though Dad wants to eat satay.” Lukman is starting to joke. Maybe because of the relaxed nature of Kala so that the man was carried away relaxed.

“If the doctor has allowed you to eat satay, then buy it later. Just, make now the food that the doctor suggested first yes Well. Later on bribe deh.” The teenager made an offer.

Lukman smiled a little and wrote, “Where to bribe with a straw? Hahahaha..” Lukman began to write laughter.

“Hahhaahaa, yes also. Just need to be disodorin aja already can directly father sruput.” Kala scratched his head that did not itch. Apparently wrongly speaking. But it made Lukman smile.

“Meet Kinan not in front? Dad asked Kinan to ask permission to go to the doctor so he could go home. Daddy's in the hospital. I want to go home. Daddy's catfish no one is sure to talk.” Lukman wrote again.

“Iya, I met Kinan in front. When I see, Kinan also really wants to bring Dad home. Only he also needs a doctor's advice so he can take good care of Dad when at home later. How is the chemo today? Smoothly? Sorry when he came home to the afternoon, there is a beak so not perfect nemenin Daddy chemo.” Kala chattered long. Whatever he chirped so that the mood of Lukman not bored.

“Current dong, earlier Dad cemented Kinan. He's so quick to take care of Dad. I am sure, in the future Kinan will be a great doctor who can help many people.” Lukman wrote with great pride.

“Oh yes? Wah Kinan is proud. Kala is also proud Well, got Kinan.”

“Punya Kinan?” this time Lukman spoke. You are flippant Kal.

“Ehinti Kala, proud to have a Kinan kayak theme. Pinter, well, diligent, painstaking, anyway Kinan the best is Yah.” Kala quickly clarified his words.

Lukman nodded in agreement, that was exactly what his daughter was like. Not long after, Lukman's door opened. There were two men who came to see Lukman and Kala.

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