True Said Mamah

Chapter 59

The hour hand has shown at 04:54. Aunt Ranti has carried out her duties as a Muslim.

When he was about to store his prayer equipment, he heard Mamah Yati calling him. Aunt Ranti turned her head and immediately approached Mamah Yati.

"Mdidn't need anything?" tanyanya, after being at the bedside of Mamah Yati.

"Ranti, take Mbak to meet Anan. Ma'am wants to see Mommy's daughter." Netra Mamah Yati started to glaze over, pleading with aunt Ranti.

Aunt Ranti was very sorry to see Mamah Yati feeling sorry for her. There was nothing she could do but grant the request of a mother who missed her daughter so much.

"Too once I go next door huh, Ma'am. I told Atika first not to be confused looking for us."

However, just now that Aunt Ranti was about to turn around, from behind the door Atika came by pushing her official wheelchair.

Aunt Ranti frowned looking at her daughter and niece.

"Why are you here, honey? You should take a break." But I got no answer from the official.

He turned to look at Atika.

"Atika, bring your brother back to rest!"

"No, Mah!" officially Decline.

"The official wants to see Anan, Mah. Official wants to know the condition of Anan. Please, allow Official, Mah." The official also pleaded to be allowed.

"But you haven't healed well either, son. You still have to rest enough." Officially put both hands on the right and left wheels of the chair he occupied. Then rotate it so that it can erode the distance between himself and his mother.

"Mah... ." Officially grabbed the hand of his mama who was still standing beside the bed of Mamah Yati.

"Sister Anan is like my own brother. During this time Anan's brother was always there for the official. Accompanying and encouraging me to live my destiny as an orphan. And now, brother Anan is fighting on his own at the operating table. The official feels guilty if the official just stay here. Although Brother Anan does not see us, but Rasmi sure brother Anan can feel our arrival."

Aunt Ranti let out a long breath. How else. Just like his feelings for Mamah Yati, he also did not have the heart for his daughter.

"alright. You can come with us." Officially release his hand that grasps the hand of Aunt Ranti. He smiled and got permission from his mother.

Aunt Ranti turned around and helped mamah Yati wake up.

"Please get Aunt a wheelchair for Mamah Yati," asked Atika, pointing to the wheelchair next to the sofa not far from Atika.

Wheelchairs he put beside the bed. Then sit the weight of Mamah Yati's body on the chair that will be pushed it.

From a distance doctor Sandra and others can see the arrival of Mamah Yati along with aunt Ranti. Followed by Atika who pushed the official wheelchair behind Aunt Ranti.

Doctor Sandra turned to look at Zidan, Adji, and Idham.

"You have to keep what you see in the operating room a secret" Sandra said.

Then he looked at Rara and Salma.

"You two too. Mamah Yati must not know what happened to Anan earlier."

"Sure, Aunt. We also do not want aunt Yati's health to decline" said Salma.

Doctor Sandra welcomes the arrival of Mamah Yati.

"Why don't you just rest?"

"I'm very worried about Anan. I want to know how things are now."

"Better to calm down. Remember your mother's health. I don't want to 'wasn't that so Anan realized later that I'm even sicker?"

Mamah Yati sighed. Mamah Yati confirmed the words of Dr. Sandra.

"How long will the operation be over, Doctor?" tanyakanya.

Not yet had the doctor Sandra to answer the question of Mamah Yati, the door of the operating room opened and showed the head of the team of doctors who handle the operation Anan standing there.

Doctors Sandra and Zidan rushed to the doctor.

"How's the operation, Doctor?" ask Zidan worriedly.

"Yes, Doctor. How's Anan doing?" Dr Sandra added.

The doctor sighed while fixing the location of his glasses.

"Technically, Ms. Anan's operation was successful. But... ."

"But what Doctor?" press Mamah Yati from her wheelchair.

"Given Miss Anan's extremely weak condition. And aggravated by a hard impact on the patient's head. With great regret, our team of doctors stated that 90% of Miss Anan will fall into a coma."

All who were waiting for the operation Anan was surprised to hear the revelation from the doctor.

No one can stop her tears and tears. His sobbing followed his memory of his only daughter. And deepened, when he had to endure a longing that did not know where the tip was caused by the doctor's statement just now.

Mamah Yati was devastated by what happened. He did not expect the departure of his daughter to the party, instead bringing her to death.

Others can only resign and pray that what the doctor said did not happen.

They hope Anan will soon be aware and healthy as ever.

Different from the others. Zidan actually did not accept the circumstances that Anan might go through. He is disappointed and blames himself for not being able to take care of Anan.

He hit the wall in front of him with his left fist. Until fresh blood flowed from the base of his finger.

"What are you doing, Zidan?" pekik Adji, who held Zidan's hand in shock.

Zidan remained silent with his jaw hardened. The blood dripping onto his fingertips was as if he had not felt it.

Adji invites Zidan to sit back and still hold Zidan's bloody hand.

"You must not punish yourself. It's already destiny. It has been explained by God. Enough we pray for the best for Anan," Adji said, reminding.

Idham, who has since seen blood flowing from Zidan's hands rushing to the nursing room not far from the operating room, is now back with a p3k box in his hand.

Without excuse, he immediately grabbed Zidan's bloody hand and treated it and wrapped it with gauze.

"I'm no becus, Dji. I'm not acting like Anan's brother. I promised myself I would always protect and protect Anan. But now what? I let something bad happen to her instead" Zidan said in a trembling voice.

"No, Dan! That's not true. However strong and hard we keep Anan, if God has willed Anan will be like this, then that is what happened. And no one can escape God's destiny" argued Idham. Then tidy up the contents of the P3K box.

"You've been a good brother to Anan. Believe me!" idham said while patting Zidan on the shoulder, reassuring.

Mamah Yati asked Aunt Ranti to push her chair closer to Zidan.

"Doctor Idham is right. You've been a good brother to Anan. Even very well. You know what, kid? Anan even said... ." Mamah Yati again sobbed.

Zidan clasped both hands of Mamah Yati, trying to strengthen.

"Aan said that with a smile on his face, if he was destined to have a sister, then he would choose you to be his sister." Zidan wiped away the tears of Mamah Yati and grabbed the thin body.

"So Mamah please, never blame yourself for Anan's condition. Anan would be sad if he saw the stupidity you did earlier. You don't want to see her sad?"

Zidan loosened his hold.

"Yes, Mah. I love Anan. I definitely don't want him to be sad."

Shortly thereafter. A nurse opened the door and showed Anan lying on top of a gurney pushed by several other nurses.

"Wait, Sister!" the official chanted, stopping the nurse who was going to take Anan's gurney into the ICU room.

Officially stood up from his wheelchair and walked over to the gurney he stopped. Her tears instantly melted as soon as she saw Anan's pale face. The face is usually decorated with a soothing smile. It is now full of bruises and wounds.

"Sir Anan is strong. Brother can definitely get through this. Even though big brother didn't respond to me I was sure big brother could hear me. Sleep for not long, brother. We're all waiting for brother."

Aunt Ranti who approached her daughter, touched her shoulder.

"Official... ."

Officially turned around and hugged his mother.

"Anan must be up soon, son. Don't cry anymore."

Brankar Anan continues his journey to the ICU.

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Do not be surprised if the actor 'True Word Mamah' many who sighed yes, Genk. Because medically we are advised to often take a long breath so that the supply of oxygen to the brain can be maximized. So that the brain can think with jeremy uh, jenih means.

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