A Man From Daddy

A Man From Daddy
Deep sorrow


“Aibi and Uncle where do you love?” Ask Ken.


“I don't know. They just told me about Dad's situation and..”.


“Dan?” Kenan is waiting for Chloe's next sentence.


“Auntie's right Ken. I'm a useless woman.” Chloe continued her sentence.


“Honey, that's not true! Don't listen to Auntie.” Resist Kenan.


Auntie once said that to Chloe. They should calm him down.


“Abi said, who will continue Aldrcih? If my uterus is lifted, I really have no use anymore. All this because of my stupidity!” Chloe almost yelled.


Kenan holds Chloe in his arms, “Honey, you don't have to think about it, the most important thing is your safety.”


“I'm sorry Kenan.” Chloe sobbed in her husband's arms.


“Listen to me, can not or can give offspring does not mean you are useless. You are still my wife, whom I love. Because love alone is enough to cover everything dear.” Kenan tried to calm Chloe down.


“Ken, I don't want to lose my uterus.”


“Honey, this is the way.” Kenan held onto Chloe's face with both hands, then looked at her.


“I want to give you descent.” Chloe shakes.


“Hey, listen! Children we can get from anything, we can adopt them from the orphanage.” Kenan smiles.


“But that means, they are not your flesh blood.”


“Who said? If from our babies take care of them wholeheartedly, live and eat and live with us, it is already a sign that they are the blood of our flesh, our child.” Kenan rubbed Chloe's cheeks.


“Ntoe. Thank you Kenan you have accepted my situation.”


Kenan again pulled Chloe's face slowly into his arms, “It has become the duty of a husband. Loving and accepting his wife's circumstances.”


Just as Chloe was a little quiet that day, Kenan got the bad news that Chloe's father was critical.


Kenan tries to cover up the situation from Chloe, although the wife keeps asking about Dad, she always has a reason to answer. Until finally Kenan felt that this situation could not be covered again.


“Chloe,” Call Kenan.


“Iya darling.” Answer Chloe.


“Dad is in critical phase in ICU room.’’ Kenan said it slowly and carefully.


“What?! Why are you in the ICU? Earlier you said that Dad was fine.” Chloe's voice sounded so angry.


“Sorry dear, I try to cover everything so that you do not worry.”


“But about Dad you should have told me Ken!” Chloe pulled the infusion until it came off.


“Chloe, are you okay?!”


“I want to meet Dad.” Chloe forced to get out of bed.


“Good, we'll see Dad soon but it's not like this. You have to use the infusion again yes, later I will ask for a wheelchair so we can see Father.”


After the nurses put the infusion back on and according to Samuel's doctor's permission, Kenan was allowed to bring Chloe to meet with her father.


He carries Chloe in a wheelchair and a green shirt and a mask that they must wear when entering the ICU room.


In a quiet room, there was only the sound of a heartbeat machine. There Chloe's father lay so weak and unconscious. Yes, he is in his critical phase.


Chloe touched the back of her already wrinkled hands, her tears slowly dripping down her cheeks, sometimes even falling into her hands.


Chloe's lips twitched, as if she couldn't say anything else but hope her father would hold on.


“Dad, hold on for me. Chloe doesn't know what to do if you're like this.” He shed tears in iringin.


“Dad, sorry if Chloe can't give you a grandchild. Sorry if Dad got sick because of Chloe.” Chloe's voice is not so clear because of the uncontrollable crying.


“Dad should stay strong yes for Chloe.” Chloe's last words before her cries finally broke, she covered her face right next to her father's helpless hand and Kenan calmed Chloe down by rubbing her shoulders.


“Honey, all will be fine.”


Suddenly the father's finger twitched and it resuscitated Chloe from her cries.


“Honey, see Father's hand.” Kenan.


Chloe stared in disbelief, “Dad!”


But it turned out to be the last sign from the father, before finally the heartbeat machine rang loudly and a straight line was drawn on his screen. Seeing that Chloe yelled.


“Dadahh!…” Like so angry he wiggled the body of the Father, while shedding tears he kept calling his Father.


Kenan ran to the doctor and finally the doctor and several nurses entered to confirm Mr. Corlenius' condition.


They did a heart rate check, eyes and veins on Chloe's father's hand. With great regret the doctors and nurses expressed their deepest condolences.


Chloe was so devastated and devastated by the reality she had to accept. Everything so quickly happened, it felt like a nightmare that grabbed him during the day.


Never thought that the arrival of the father to Singapore instead met his death. He who had just lost a baby, was convicted of uterine cancer and now fate is so sharp and cruel, pushing him so far into a pit of gloomy.


He cried so hard that his voice could no longer scream. Kenan who hugged Chloe was also unable to hold back her tears. She prays that Chloe can become stronger after the fact forces her to lose her beloved father.


Chloe's father's body was covered in cloth and taken out, accompanied by nurses, Kenan and Chloe as well as Aunt Loli who screamed crying while covering her mouth.


The situation was immediately notified by Lian to Mr. Steve and the servants who worked in Kenan's apartment.


They take care of all administrative and certificate to bring the body back to Indonesia to be buried.


Kenan also discussed with Samuel's doctor whether Chloe's surgery could be delayed temporarily.


Samuel's doctor gave Chloe permission to attend the funeral before she had to return and perform the surgery.


That day all happened so short and fast. Not expecting, Chloe who was taken early in the morning to the hospital, but instead went home with the body of his beloved father.


In daydreams and insecurities, Chloe sat in a wheelchair staring at the chest of the father who was just about to be closed to be sent home to Indonesia.


Her tears unceasingly fell from where she was in a torrential rain that flooded her cheeks. Her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her puffy face described the deep sorrow the 29-year-old woman felt.


He had not had time to complain about the pain he experienced over reality, but fate gave another way. The road is thorny, until it feels sore and sore when the foot must be set.