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Praying the best
Looking at Alessya's pale face, Arhan was also anxious. There was a deep sadness on Alessya's clean face. Arhan waited silently, Alessya who was still listening to the voice of the caller.
Before the closed call, Alessya nodded in understanding with the situation that had not calmed down. Alessya tried to strengthen her standing, but in a moment she sat back down. Because his knee suddenly felt weak.
Still in his seat, Alessya felt heavy opening his mouth. He tried to get rid of bad thoughts, then just spoke.
“Maybe tomorrow I can't start working for you yet. Now I have to go to the hospital,” said Alessya lirih.
“Not a problem. Now the most important thing is that I will take you to the hospital first,” said Arhan, who did not want to leave Alessya in this shaken state.
“I have to go home first. Orin is still with me now. He is impossible, I take him to the hospital too,” said Alessya, staring blankly ahead.
“Just leave Orin at my house. Lerry can keep Orin for a while,” said Arhan gave a solution.
Alessya nodded slowly.
“Thank you. Then I'm going to the hospital now. My mother went there first. Mother asked me to quickly follow,” said Alessya, rising from her seat.
“I will take you so that we get there faster,” said Arhan after standing up, and shifted a step.
“Sorry, trouble you,” reply Alessya with a weak voice.
“Come, we go now!”
They both rushed to the car. And Arhan immediately drove the car at an above average speed, penetrating a rather congested road. Sometimes he overtakes to avoid the car in front of him that moves more slowly.
Along the journey that was only half taken, Alessya offered the best prayer in his heart. Begging God not to happen to his grandfather.
Arhan occasionally glanced at Alessya with his eyes tails, waiting for an opportunity to ask. But, Alessya still bowed silently.
Finally after the hospital building was seen from far away, Arhan ventured to ask.
“What does your grandfather hurt?” Arhan focused on staring at the highway.
“Grandfather had a heart attack while working,” replied Alessya, who was still looking forward.
“May your grandfather be fine,” added Arhan, who spurred faster his car. The sooner the hospital is the better.
Arriving at a large hospital, Alessya accompanied by Arhan to the ICU room on the third floor using an elevator. After exiting the elevator, Alessya half ran in the corridor connected to the ICU room. From far away, Fatimah and several people were waiting in front of the ICU room.
The pat of Alessya on Fatimah's shoulders, made Fatimah aware of her empty mind. And he immediately turned to Alessya.
“You've arrived?” asked Fatimah, whose eyes looked puffy. Maybe her tears just flowed. Ibrahim's heart attack must have left Fatimah pretty devastated. Not long ago reunited with his father, now suddenly a bad thing happened to Ibrahim. Afraid ambush. Fatimah did not want to lose her father. It's not ready yet. He could not completely make amends to his father.
Alessya just nodded.
“Your grandfather is still unconscious. Doctors and nurses are still inside to check it out,” Fatimah said in a disheartened voice.
“What is Grandpa's condition so severe?” alessya asked, very worried.
“Gratitude Thank God, Dad's critical period is over. But, his condition is still not stable,” added Fatimah, while strengthening his heart.
“Then, What is the next action of the doctor?”
“Doctors still need to review. Whether or not heart bypass surgery is needed depends on the results of the examination later. We pray that your grandfather does not need to undergo surgery,” said Fatimah, trying hard. And sure that Ibrahim will recover.
“Iya, Mother. We wish Grandpa all the best,” replied Alessya, who was filled to see Fatimah's chaotic face.
Alessya's physical condition is weak, can make Alessya sick at any time if his endurance decreases. As a mother, Fatimah did not want Alessya tired and had to wait in the ICU room.
“But now I want to wait here. I'm also worried about Grandpa, Ma,” Alessya said. After that, he glanced at his Uncle and Tantenya as well as other family members who were sitting in a chair near the ICU room, accompanying the Grandmother who was sobbing in the arms of her daughter, Fatimah's sister.
“You can wait. But, if later the doctor gives good news about your grandfather, you should go home first. You should rest. There is no need to take care of Grandpa while being treated here. You must also think about your health,” persuaded Fatimah, who did not want Alessya later fell ill.
“Good, Ma. I'll wait until we get certainty about Grandpa.” Alessya did not argue.
Fatimah's condition is fragile at the moment. If there were any problems with his health, it would definitely add a burden to Fatimah. Alessya didn't want that until it happened.
Just realized the figure of Arhan behind Alessya, Fatimah also looked at wonder and immediately asked Alessya.
“What was your friend that brought you here?” Fatimah momentarily forgot her sadness. He was too curious as to who the kind young man came to the hospital with his daughter.
Then, Fatimah felt this incident like a dejavu. Alessya had also been escorted by a man when Orin had an accident. But, as Fatimah recalled, the man who was not the same man he now saw.
“So we happened to meet at the clinic. And I was with him when I received a call from Mama,”, said Alessya. There was another unrest on his face. He hoped Fatimah would not ask further.
“Thank you yes, already want to deliver Alessya here,” said Fatimah, while giving a sincere smile to Arhan.
“It's okay, Auntie. No need to thank me,” reply Arhan clumsy. He also drew his best smile to give a good impression to Fatimah.
The hand of Alessya by Fatimah led him to sit in one of the rows of chairs, next to the ICU room.
The clumsy Arhan hesitates to follow Fatimah and Alessya, who then sit in the chair next to Alessya.
For a moment everything was silent. Anxious waiting for the doctors who checked, and hope to get out soon and give them some good news. Right now their chests feel so tight.
Waiting in uncertainty made Alessya choose to move to Mushola hospital. He wants to pray and ask Allah the Most Healing.
His short steps he retreated down the corridor. And Arhan faithfully accompanied Alessya, wherever he went.
In Mushola, after the prayer, both of them raised their hands, as high as their faces. Climb the most beautiful prayer, begging with soft speech. Wishing their prayers to be heard to the seventh heaven. Until Allah answered their prayers by granting Abraham the healing.
When the last prayer was said, Arhan silently looked at Alessya who was resting on his back side.
Witnessing how solemnly Alessya prayed, a special admiration emerged from Arhan's eyes. If there was a word capable of describing how beautiful Alessya's charm was in her eyes that second, it might just be an angel's word that deserves to be juxtaposed for Alessya.
Looking misbehaved, Arhan hurriedly twisted his body back to the front, as soon as Alessya raised her face. And along with that, the gazes of the two of them had met in a matter of seconds.
“Arhan, you can go home if you want. You don't have to wait for me. Because I still want to wait for news about Grandpa,” exclaimed Alessya to Arhan, who was seen turning her back.
Quickly, Arhan turned back his body and shifted slightly forward until the distance with Alessya was quite close.
“I will accompany you in a moment,” timpal Arhan soft.
“I'm fine. If you have things to do, there is no need to accompany me here. Since my other family is also with me,” says Alessya.
“I have a lot of free time. I still want to accompany you here. If you need something, I will be able to have your side to help,” said Arhan, who Alessya really wants to rely on.
“Let's go back now! You're done, aren't you?” invite Alessya, immediately fold the new face she wears. Put it back on the stacking rack.
They stopped by the cafeteria to buy drinks and snacks to give to the Alessya family who were still waiting with anxiety haunted by fear near the ICU room.
A doctor opened the door and exited the ICU. Everyone approached the doctor. Waiting expectantly for what the doctor will say about Ibrahim's condition.
