Cherophophobic
Chronic Heart Failure

Next day. Kafka stood pensively in front of her mother's bedroom door. The man felt guilty for making his mother angry. He wanted to apologize this morning before he left for school.

The boy sighed, then knocked on his mother's bedroom door three times.

"Mom, open the door. Kafka will say it." said Kafka.

About a minute Kafka waited. But her mother did not open the door. Until he wanted to apologize for last night making his mother angry.

"Sorry Mom, last night Kafka made me angry" Kafka said, letting go of her arms.

Anggi shook his head. "No, you're not wrong. Yesterday's mother was too sensitive" Anggi said. The woman walked into the kitchen and saw a box that had not been washed. And he hasn't cooked because he woke up last night. Anggi hastily washed Kafka's lunchbox. The woman's face looked panicked.

Kafka, who saw her mother panicking, immediately approached her mother and picked up the box she was washing.

"No, Mom, take a break. I think the condition of the mother is no longer healthy." said Kafka while finishing washing the lunch box earlier.

"But how will you be?" ask Anggi.

"In the cafeteria there is a free food ration kok Bu. If you want to stand in line." replied Kafka.

After you finish washing the box. The boy wiped his hands and grabbed his mother's hand to shake his goodbye before leaving for school. Kissing the back of Anggi's hand as a form of devotion of a child to his mother.

"Kafka leaves Mom."

"She be careful."

Kafka left school with a happy heart because he had seen the smile of the wingless angel mother. Though yesterday he was already afraid that today his mother was still angry with him.

The guy kept pedaling his bike. When we got to a crossroad, precisely in front of Kaila's house. Kafka stopped his bike for a while. He saw that Kaila who had boarded the car would leave for school.

Kaila, who was already in the car, immediately went down again because she saw Kafka in front of the gate. The little girl ran over to Kafka with her cheerful smile.

"Sister Kafka!"

"Why come down again? You will be late for school" Kafka said.

Kaila shook her head. The girl took something from her bag. A cat doll made of flannel. Kaila thrust the doll at Kafka with a smile.

"For brother?"

Kaila nodded.

"Woah, thanks. Kaila made it?" kafka asked while accepting the cloth doll.

"Yes, yesterday there were art culture lessons constantly told to make works from flannel. I made a stuffed cat because I remember brother fitting so I made three. The one collected. One for me. The other is for sister." said Kaila told her activities yesterday cheerfully.

Kafka chuckled. The man's hand was raised gently shuffling Kaila's hair. "Tomorrow you make something for Kaila" Kafka said with a smile.

"Promise huh?! Tomorrow I'll pay for the promise!"

Kafka nodded his head. Then saw Kaila's parents waiting in the car. "There goes school. It will be late." Kafka said.

Kaila nodded quickly. Then spread his hands towards Kafka with a smile. Kafka blinked his eyes a few times. The guy laughed angrily and then spread out his arms so that Kaila could embrace him.

"Babelle! Comeing! You'll be late!" call mama.

Kafka chuckled at Kaila who waved her hand through the car window. After the car has gone away. The guy sees a cat doll given by Kaila. Then he installed the cat doll as a hanger in the zipper of his bag.

"Cute girl." muttered Kafka. Then immediately pedal his bike so as not to be late to school.

On the other hand Anggi came to the hospital again to find out the results of his examination yesterday. How surprised the woman was when she got an answer from the doctor.

"Airregular heart rate, fatigue when only light work, difficulty breathing, and drastic weight loss are conditions where it is a symptom of end-stage heart failure. Moreover, the mother feels these symptoms all the time even when the mother is resting. The mother must immediately be hospitalized, for heart transplant surgery as soon as possible. Because the mother's body can not respond well to treatment" said Dr. Anya.

"Is there no other way, Doc?" ask Anggi.

Anya shook her head. "I'm sorry to ask, have you been working so hard lately?" ask Dr Anya.

Anggi was silent for a moment considering the activities he did everyday. After a moment of silence the woman nodded. "I worked from morning until late to buy my son a birthday present" Anggi said.

"Heart failure can become chronic and develop over time due to medical conditions that make the heart work harder than usual. You should rest a lot so that your heart doesn't work too hard" says Dr. Anya.

Anggi. "What about the cost, Doc?" ask Anggi.

"About Rp19.96 billion. Details of the cost came from the procurement of suitable organs, long and expensive preparations, to such a high risk" replied Dr Anya.

Anggi swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. If this is the case he doesn't need surgery because it will trouble Kafka.

"Is there really no other way, doctor? Who uses the medication?" ask Anggi again. Her tears began to fall. "I want to accompany my son in a moment" Anggi said with tears in his eyes.

After a while of talking, Anggi remained steadfast with his stance. He will not be operated or hospitalized. He'll try to hold on until Kafka's birthday arrives. He did not want to trouble Kafka with such expensive operating costs. Even if the house along with the furniture and their store on sale will not be able to pay for operating costs.

After Anggi out of the room. He looked at the data from his patients. A family member she can contact. "Kafka Anzalion." muttered Anya. "Why do I think I know the name of this child?" anya wondered.

Kling. In the middle of his daydream there is an incoming notification on his phone.

"Ma, Yohan went to the hospital after school." said the message.

Anya recalled the thing her son asked. Patient data 3 months ago and yesterday. Then his eyes were fixed back to the name Kafka Anzalion next to the name listed where the boy's school.

"Could Yohan be asking about this?" muttered Anya while looking at the data from Anggi.

We're going to Kafka's school. The guy was joking with Azam. The smile on his lips smiled as if it had never faded at all.

"Crazy anyway, falling in love is just as funny" Azam said with a laugh.

"No! I think of him as my own brother!" reply Kafka.

"Yes, let it be fun." Azam said with a laugh.

"Gue didn't lie!"

Yohan watched her two friends. Errata, two of his best friends are joking. In his heart he hoped that smile should not fade when facing the reality.

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...Seriate......