You're Me She

39. Is this a sign?

Tasya walks down the aisle of the hospital along with Rafis, heading to her mother's inpatient room. Her legs stopped in a room that read 'Anyelir 311' inpatient room'. After confirming that it was the room where her mother was treated, Tasya began to knock and shift the door. An old man with his batik shirt looked at Tasya.

"Change!" Rafis shouted, while running towards the old man.

"Hi Mbah's grandson!" The old man cried, stretching out his hands. Tasya followed with a hasty move. On his face was a huge worry, when he saw his mother lying on the bed in the VIP room.

"Mom, sir.." Her speech. Tasya kissed the backs of his parents' hands, then he looked at his mother who was also looking at him with a face that looked haggard.

"How are you doing?"

"Good ma'am.. What's sick mom?" Tasya asked with a facial expression that looked increasingly worried.

"Mom is okay. His name is old, yes. Something is being felt."

Tasya sighed and began massaging her mother's legs.

"Mom don't be tired anyway.. Lots of rest."

"Mother if not move, even more easily sick nduk. How's your job? I'm sorry mom is a hassle, so you have to take a leave to see mom."

"My work is good, ma'am. This just me transferred part. Thank goodness..."

"Alhamdulillah then. What about the husband-to-be?"

Tasya fell silent as her mother questioned about her would-be companion. After divorcing Antoni almost two years ago, Tasya never once started a new romance with the opposite sex. He is always focused on what his current goals are. That is, making Rafis live properly with the results of his own sweat. Because of the Antoni family, her ex-husband did not even want to provide financial allowances for education and daily life for his only child.

"Sir. mother is old. I want to see you remarry. That way, it feels like this heart and mind are calm. We don't know, age to where. If only today or tomorrow my mother died. I'd be very sorry if I didn't get to see you happy with your new companion."

Tasya's lips were tightly locked. He really felt devastated by his mother's words. Finding a mate with a single parent status is not easy. Even though there's someone who just proposed to her, last night. But his heart was still worried. Because at this time his heart felt worried with two feelings that grew in his heart.

"Rafis has papa mbah..." Knock that plain boy. Instantly Tasya and his parents were flabbergasted and looked at Rafis in disbelief. Especially the two Tasya parents who were now throwing their gazes at Tasya who was still glued.

"Papa Rafis is very handsome. He's good, he loves Rafis. He often comes and brings Rafis toys. Then, he also brought Rafis to the arena of play." Again the innocent boy seemed to make Tasya more cornered.

"What does Tasya mean? Are you married again?" Ask his mother with an incredulous face.

"Bu-bu-not so ma'am.."

"Then what? Why did Rafish call him 'papa'?"

Tasya let out a long sigh and closed both of his eyes. His head felt dizzy, when thinking about what words he would say to his parents, so that they did not misunderstand him.

"Rafis wants Papa Putra to be his papa Rafis. Rafis wants Papa Putra to live with Rafis at Rafis' house." Rafis added with a face that looked hopeful.

"Who's that guy Rafis meant, Bag?" Ask Mr. Tasya with a probing face.

"He's my friend sir, ma'am."

"Why should Rafis call her papa, if your relationship isn't serious?"

Tasya was speechless, her thoughts were getting chaotic and she somehow explained to her parents.

"Father and mother are not angry Tasya.., it's just... if you already have a candidate, why do you linger alone? What else does it seem like Rafis really likes the figure of the man." His mother tried to convince Tasya who was still silent.

"So what was the result of the doctor's examination? What's sick mom?" Tasya tried to divert the conversation which made her start to feel depressed.

"Don't switch the Bag talk..." Said her mother with a serious-looking facial expression.

"The results will come out today." Sahut his father Tasya, because he realized that Tasya did not want to discuss the issue of companion to himself and also his beloved wife who was lying limp.

Srekkk!

Suddenly a doctor entered the VIP room with an envelope he was holding.

"Good morning father, mother, mother.." Greet the doctor with a friendly face.

"Morning.." Sahut Tasya and his parents.

"The examination has come out. I want to talk to one of the families. Could be his father or his mother."

"I'm-I'm just doc!" Tasya got up from his seat and rushed to the doctor.

"Why not just here, Doc. I deserve to know,"

The doctor sighed and looked at his mother Tasya with a worried look. Then he tried to smile and consider what his mother said to Tasya.

"Something serious, Doc?" Ask her mother Tasya again.

"How's it?" The doctor asked Tasya and his father.

His father Tasya seemed worried, until finally he agreed to the doctor to open and read the results of the examination of the disease suffered by his wife.

"All right doc."

"Good." The doctor nodded and opened the results of the examination. Then he looked closely at his mother Tasya, before he read the examination results that were now ready for him to read.

"From the results of the examination, the mother experienced a stage three lung cancer A. Cancer cells have spread to the lymph nodes and have spread to the chest wall."

The deg!

All were silent, except for Tasya's mother, whose cries began to explode.

"Then how's doc? Can it heal? " Tasya seemed very worried about his mother's condition.

"The action to be taken is, the mother must be therapeutic. The possibility of healing could be. But, we have to make sure there's no more cancer cells, and that all takes time."

Tasya fell silent, her nodding began to soften. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked anxiously at his mother who continued to weep for her illness.

"Mom.. I'm sure you're cured.." Tasya said, trying to provide moral support to his mother who still uses oxygen hose.

Today was an unpleasant day for Tasya. Besides he was urged to get married soon, the reality he faced was getting heavier with the news of the disease suffered by his mother. His heart began to worry and shake. He started thinking about his mother's words before this. That is, getting married and living happily with his new partner. It was as if her mother was asking Tasya for her last hope. It made Tasya feel more burdened and unable to think clearly. He looked at Rafis, then his father and came back to his mother who was still crying sobbing.

"Is this a sign that I should accept Putra's proposal?" Her muttering.