
Hanifah was unconscious for quite a while, at three o'clock in the morning Hanifah opened her eyes, she was confused by the surrounding situation because it was very unfamiliar to her, she said, Hanifah looked right and left looking for someone who knew who she knew, from the bed Hanifah looked and heard prayers offered by Lancelot in his night prostration. Lancelot is a devout convert, almost every day between Lancelot and Hanifah performing congregational prayers whether it is obligatory prayers or sunna prayers.
"Pa. pa.." call Hanifa.
Lancelot heard someone calling him straight out of his prayers.
"Ma.... Thank God my mom is conscious!" lancelot lirih.
Lancelot immediately hugged Hanifah who was still lying in the hospital.
"Pa, what is this my stomach feels like pain" said Hanifah Lirih while enduring the pain in her former surgery.
"Mama is punctured, mama's stomach is in sewing, forgive Papa, Ma, Papa is not good to protect mama" said Lancelot, with teary eyes, even Hanifah can see the grate of sadness on Lancelot's face, Lancelot, moreover, his eyes are also very swollen teelugay.
"An, what about our daughter?" ask Hanifah.
"Our daughter is safe, An is sleeping in my mom's house, Mama don't worry our daughter is fine." Lancelot explained.
"Thank God, mom is relieved." said Hanifah happy to hear Miss An survived.
"Mama, what do you want?" ask Lancelot.
"What is the wound so deep, why so painful?" hanifah asked, since Hanifa was not satisfied with Lancelot's answer, Hanifah could feel that Lancelot was keeping something from her.
"Mama, don't move much." Lancelot replied.
"Mama rest first, the doctor said you have to rest a lot so that your body is healthy again" said Lancelot, diverting the conversation.
"Mom can you come home tomorrow?" ask Hanifa again.
"We wait for the doctor's decision tomorrow" Lancelot replied softly.
Hanifah, again closed his eyes because actually Hanifah is still very tired and sleepy the effects of drugs that were injected last afternoon. Lancelot gently stroked Hanifah's head, after a while Hanifah was already re-entered in the dreamland. Lancelot was not tired of looking at the face of Hanifa, who was so peaceful in her dreamland, that Lancelot did not feel asleep on the edge of the bed where Hanifa was lying.
Early in the morning Lancelot was well-groomed, Lancelot remained in the hospital waiting for Hanifah, before leaving for Miss An's school, asking to be allowed to see Hanifa, since it was not Miss An's watch, a could only see Hanifah from behind the door, Miss An peeked out from the glass hole set up on the door. While Miss An is still lulled with her dreamland, Lancelot meets Miss An, outside Hanifa's room.
"Pa, aren't you awake?" ask Miss An, sad.
"Mama is awake, but because she's so tired that she's sleeping again" Lancelot replied.
"I don't want to go to school if you don't wake up, I'm here to accompany you." said Miss An.
"Papa's son, should not sulk papa child should, go to school, if An, do not want to school later mama will not wake up, let's how mama's message." refer Lancelot gently.
"I can't be crybaby." said Miss An, with a clear face.
"Anal pinter, the spirit of learning, and don't forget to pray for mama to heal quickly." advises Lancelot.
An, went to school with in between by mister and mistress Bisseling, of course with escorted by the bodyguards.