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“I have no guarantee whatsoever,” Rio replied still in a frustrated tone, “so don't offer this kind of help.”
“The important thing is now that you can recover first, the affairs of the debts you can think of later.” Yudha did not bother him much because he still had other assets he could dispense with in an urgent situation. After all, if Rio recovered, he would definitely return the money again.
“That if I recover—otherwise? What do I have to pay for? Pity my wife if she has to bear my burden again. I think ... sooner I die, it will be better.”
“Istighfar, Sir..” As an ordinary human being, he was worried that Rio would do something unreasonable due to his despair.
True what people say, that sick people tend to have a shorter sense. Lots of bad thoughts that add to the cloudy brain, but, because of that the disease becomes worse.
“Begini Pak Rio ...” Yudha tried to give him a little understanding, “does Mr Rio know? Almost 100 percent of illnesses come from the mind. Some of the causes are anger, resentment, often feel confused, fear, like to think negatively, worry, often grieve and despair.”
Rio was silent.
“Leukemia or lack of white blood cells that you experience, is due to prolonged sadness.”
Inwardly, Rio confirmed what the man in front of him said. He may have been grieved at the loss of his first wife. It's just that, he just felt the impact now.
Then Yudha also explained, even only 10% of diseases that come from food. It turns out, so much influence our minds on the health of the body. That is why God forbid his servant to confuse something that is not necessarily the case.
Some of them cause disease:
Anger can cause high blood pressure.
Revenge, can cause our body's immunity to die. From here, many diseases begin: cholesterol, hypertension, heart attack, rheumatism, arthritis, stroke/blockage of blood vessels.
Confused, can cause interference with the lower spine.
Fear, can cause kidney disease.
Like negative thoughts, can cause indigestion.
Worrying, can cause back pain.
Cracking, can cause insomnia. And many more.
“Why God has created something so irregular. Even in the smallest case,” said Yudha with a long description, “importance of living a happy and grateful life in order to have a better quality of life.”
“Thank you for the explanation, Sir,” Rio said after a while. He felt his mind become brighter.
“I recommend you to seek treatment at a Singapore hospital. There, the facilities are more adequate because Singapore is a developed country. The success rate is also much higher. If you want, I can help you get there with one companion.”
“I'm sorry, Sir. I was sassy,” Rio said slowly. He really felt uneasy and ashamed of himself with his actions just now without thinking about the feelings of Yudha's wife and children. Rahma is not something that he can leave to just anyone. Not necessarily Rahma will accept it.
“Nothing, Mr. Rio.. I understand your feelings.”.
While at the back, Dara who had just come down from above also immediately eavesdropped. The woman rolled her eyes lazily when she heard the clear chatter from the living room.
“Ha, the guest from Bikini Button asked for help? Not wrong, wey?” He also said memble typical mother-memak, “When I still remember, when you were hospitalized, I face-to-face with Mbak Rahma, and he said he said he was disgusted by Mas Yudha to spit. Uh, her husband came here for help. It's the same as swallowing his own saliva.”
“Masa Rahma said like that, Son?” ask Umi Ros not to think.
“Iya, Mi... Rahma has changed now. He also opened his hijab. Her clothes are also very sexy bangettt.”
“Please too, yes. For sure he needs guidance and friends to get through his days which for him— might be quite heavy. That is, people if they have nothing else, must be abandoned by their friends. Be him getting worse and finally stressed to the various ways they vent it.”
Umi turned to her daughter-in-law who had just grimaced to feel the contraction, “Easy already?”
“It feels like going out.”
Dara widens her eyes, she throws her body next to Vita, “Eh, don't brojol now, Ta. Not yet legal.”
“Kan is ready,” said Umi turned to Dara and Vita alternately.
“That's not what I mean, dear Umi. She hasn't had her baby nine months. If you still can, keep it up until that age, Ta. Let the baby be old enough. Don't think of anything else, Mas Yudjust refused. If until he dares to mess around, we can run away together.”
“Enak you say, we kept left?” dumel Umi Ros, while offering a drink and continue to advise Vita to practice breathing.
Vita laughed, “If she wanted to, mending Mas Yudha alone who we kicked out. Why should we run away in a crowd. Your dagellan, Dar.”
Dara laughs, ‘My goal is to make you laugh, Ta.’
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Kusuma growled inside his car, as it had been an hour, he had not found the slightest sign of where his son was. Likewise with the wife who is looking by contacting the closest people.
“Not get the info even I was angry. People who are sick can disappear. Not guarded? As he said.”
“Other people judge based on what they see,” Kusuma responded. “Mother herself is more concerned with plants than children.”
“Lapse I'm tired, Dad... is old like this, instead of happy even get bad news continues. Having a sick child. At his first marriage his wife was, now so again. When the hell, can we calm down?”
“Man if you don't want to have problems, just mending die.”
“Dad!” exclaim the wife. Not accepting her heart even though what her husband said was completely true. “I don't want to die yet, it's good.”
“Dead no one knows. Moreover, our age is old like this, it will definitely not be long. Young people are just a lot of fast dead today, mah. Therefore, do good always because we do not know when the day comes. Keep oral, keep attitude, keep the act, keep charity, it is enough yet for our provision in the afterlife.”
Hearing this made the wife look down deeply. Given how much wrong he had been, especially to his son and daughter-in-law.
Elsewhere, Rahma was uneasy waiting for news, because until now, her mother-in-law and father-in-law had not contacted her.
He also tried to send a message.
Rahma: is there any news about Rio, Mom?
Five minutes later, a reply was heard.
Mother-in-law: no, we're still looking. Now we want to try to find it to the nearest clinics. Later if there is anything, soon I will tell you again.
Rahma slightly smiled. Judging from the message she had just received, it seemed like her mother-in-law had started to want to talk more kindly with her.
“May you meet soon, Brother. We promise to take care of you until you recover. You should know, we all love you.”
Two hours passed, after tired of waiting, Rahma finally heard the sound of a car engine stopping in front of the house.
Gegas Rahma came out to see who had just come— and unexpectedly she was her own husband, returning home in a taxi.
“Thank God you're home, brother. We're all freaking out looking for you.” Rahma ran to hug her husband after Rio got out of the car. “Have been paid for the taxi?”
“Already,” replied Rio smiling. His face was much happier than before. Like I've gained a new spirit.
“Where are you out of?” asked Rahma who was not immediately answered by her husband, “eh, but where you are, it does not matter, the important thing is that you have returned home now safely. Your face is also redder, not as pale as yesterday. Or all this time you've been home, sister?”
“Ya, it could be,” replied Rio origin. “Maybe I need some fresh air outside to make my mind clearer.”
“Before, I called Mom and Dad first. They were looking for you earlier.” after the two entered, Rahma immediately searched for her father-in-law's cellphone contact.
“Sorry yes, it makes you panic,” said Rio slowly.
“Already, don't think about it. But next time you want to go again, tell us first, yes, sister..”.
Connected call a few seconds later made the woman switch the conversation, “Yeah, this is Kak Rio has arrived at home. Ja. Just got home. Aye ... Same father Mom just go home.”
However just as this woman hung up her phone, her gaze suddenly twitched. Nausea made him run quickly to the bathroom.
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