FORCED CHEATING
243 #WAVERING
Days passed, and Mirza was still on her feet. He could not leave his mother and not lose his wife. Both of those things are not an option for her, Mirza is sure to be able to maintain both without her knowing there is a heart getting hurt in the cause, Via. In his prayers in the third of the night, his tears were always unstoppable. Not tears of regret over his decision to accept a Mirza Mahendra as husband eight years ago, but tears of sadness because they feel failed as a daughter-in-law who can not melt the heart of mother-in-law even though the age of marriage has been passed.
Rise from his body that feels sore and painful because of frequent slumber on the prayer mats off tahajud prayer, sizzling slowly feeling a slightly dizzy head. Gegas took ablution because the sound of the iqomah from the mosque of the complex was already heard. Finished with 2 rakaats and her morning prayers, Via came in wrapped in a blanket and hugged Ica the niece who slept in her room. They were deep until the sun crawled up and Tia who saw the two were very slumbering had no intention of waking up.
In a different place, light filled the universe. Mirza's getting ready to take Ms. Een to the hospital. He was deliberately allowed to enter work a little late to accompany the mother.
“Mom only met with doctor Leonard right, not an orthopedic doctor?” Ask Ms. Een before they leave.
Mirza nodded. Since she was busy caring for her mother, Mirza became very talkative. Not that he was not happy to do his service to the mother, but only because he wanted to avoid debate if he spoke too much. And Bu Een was actually aware of Mirza's change in attitude, but pretended not to know.
“Remember, Za. I don't want surgery before you grant mom's request.”
Not answering, Mirza immediately drove her car out of the yard. The trip to the hospital was without a word, even if Bu Een asked, Mirza only answered yes and no.
Let's see, until when are you able to survive like this. Monologue of the heart Bu Een.
Mirza's car stopped in the parking lot, she helped her mother down and took her in a wheelchair. Shortly waiting for the phone call, Mirza and Bu Een go to see Leonard's doctor.
“Mom's condition progress is very rapid.” Said Dr. Leonard after she finished examining Ms. Een.
Mirza and her mother are sitting at the doctor's desk.
“But why does my head hurt sometimes, Doc?” Ask Ms. Een.
Doctor Leonard smiled. “That's natural Mom, because the former surgery has not fully recovered. Therefore I strongly recommend that mothers rest a lot and do not think that is too heavy.”
“Hm, indeed something is bothering my mind lately” muttered while glancing towards Mirza.
Dr. Leonard wrote down a prescription drug. “This is the recipe, Za. Please pay attention to your mother take her medicine regularly yes,” give you a prescription that has been written.
Nodding with a thin smile, “thank you, Doc.”
“Hopefully recover soon, Bu” said doctor Leonard before they left the room.
Mirza pushed her mother's wheelchair toward the pharmacy to make up for the drugs.
“Mother wait in the car, Za. It feels like mom's body is tired once,” complains Miss Een.
“Yes, Bu” says short while turning the bow to the parking lot.
Finished with her mother, Mirza Gegas returns to the dispensary. After waiting in line for almost ten minutes Mirza finally got medicine for her mother. But his steps were hesitant when he was about to go to the car. His feet are headed to the orthopedic doctor's office.
“Jam is five minutes away, but Vivery's doctor hasn't arrived. Please just register first,” said the nurse when Mirza inquired about the orthopedic doctor who will handle the operation of her mother.
Mirza nodded. Just as he landed his ass in the waiting chair, he saw from a distance the Vivery doctor walking over. He got up and approached the doctor.
“Doctor, sorry” he said stopping the footsteps of doctor Vivery whose age is not far adrift with him, he is a young doctor who is quite handsome.
“Yes, can anyone help?” the oriental-faced male doctor looked at Mirza.
“I Mirza, my mother Bu Endang is scheduled to have collarbone surgery this week with doctor.”
“Oh yes, I remember” smiled after remembering Mirza's face. “How, is your mother's condition now? I've seen the results of his medical records from doctor Leonard.”
Breathe in slowly. “ My mother is good, Doc. But sorry, can I have a minute? Anything I want to talk to the doctor?”
Looking around, the patient wasn't too much this morning. There were only 3 people who seemed to be waiting in front of the room. “Let's go to my room,” disconnect it.
“Doctor, is there a worst possibility if my mother does not have surgery?” Mirza to the point doesn't want much fun.
Lean on his chair and look at Mirza straight away. “Why do you ask like that?”
“My mother is not ready for surgery, Doc.”
“Based on X-ray results, it is unlikely that the condition of your mother's collarbone will return to its original position if not done by surgery. That's because the shape of the faults overlap each other. The risk may be permanent disability, given the condition of the bones in people your mother's age the density has also decreased.”
Silently follow the doctor's explanation. Permanent defect? Breathe fretfully.
“What can not be recovered with physiotherapy, Doc?”
Fixing his sitting position. “Of course you can. It's just that physiotherapy will be more effective if done post-surgery.”
“That means my mother still has the possibility to recover despite not doing surgery right, Doc?” Pursue Mirza enthusiastically.
Sighs for a moment. “Possibility of course is always there. But as I said at the beginning, the possibility is small because the condition of your mother's collarbone injury is very serious.”
“How long will it take my mother to get physiotherapy to recover, Doc?” still chasing with curiosity.
“I cannot predict, because I have never encountered such a case before” looked at Mirza with a flat look. “I mean, I have never met anyone who is in a very serious bone injury does not want to undergo surgery and recover only with physiotherapy,” added Dr. Vivery because Mirza is still stunned. He did not know that the man in front of him was worried about a decision.
“I understand, mother Ada may not be ready to do surgery because some time ago it has twice entered the operating room. Maybe he is still traumatized,” said Vivery doctor who saw Mirza still silent. “No need to rush, at least you still have time until the end of this month. Because the day after tomorrow I also got to leave for Singapore to attend a seminar for several days.”
Mirza nodded. “Good Doc, thanks for the time.”
“Sama-sama, I hope your mother can be willing to do the operation immediately.”
Smiling, that was only Mirza's reply. His mind was filled with worry. He could not allow his mother to be deformed, but he would also clearly not be able to leave his wife and prospective baby. Maybe he should look for a good opportunity to persuade his mother to do physiotherapy.
“Za, why so long?” Ask Bu Een when Mirza gets to the car.
“Antry, Bu.”
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Tia and Arya had already gone to the store, Via was just the two of them with Ica at home.
“Tante, Ica play behind ya?”
“Iya Darling, jangn main the danger yes.”
“No, just playing doll.” Ica showed me her favorite teddy bear. “What Aunt wants to come?”
Stamped her tiny palm on the forehead Via, “Tante does not have a fever kok” said Ica.
“Tante does not have a fever, but a bit dizzy aja Darling” replied weakly.
“Ya already Auntie boboan aja, Ica call Mommy yes let buy medicine home from the store later.”
Smiling gets so much attention from the nephew. “Neaseless, later also healed kok.”
“Ya already, if that's Ica to the backyard huh?”
Nodding weakly, Ica came out of the room with a cheerful face carrying the Teddy bear on her left hand. Via knew that his nephew was trustworthy, he would not play things that endanger him. Slowly Via's eyes clenched as his head felt heavy.
It was day after day, outside the fence someone stopped the bike. Sighs disappointed to find the gate of the house Via locked. For a while he waited to observe the state of Via's quiet home until a passing motorcycle stopped nearby.
“Chelsi?” greeting one sura was quite surprising Chelsi who was still standing in front of the gate of Via house.
“Eh, Mas Danar?”
“What are you doing again?” I looked a little surprised at Chelsi.
“I want this antheri for Ma'am Via. But it looks like at home again no one deh.”
Come see the house Via which does look lonely.
“Mas Danar can be here anyway?” chelsi's plain face was astonished.
“And home I'm deket here.”
Chelsi rounded his lips.
“Eh, what do you bring?” staring at the plastic package that Chelsi was carrying.
“Kebabb. At that time I had promised Ma'am Via if I would play here and love kebab free for him.”
“Kebab free?” cringing. “You sell?”
“Yes, my outlet is a decoder. Must Mas Danar not know yet?” smile with confidence. “Ari often stop by, even several times ask for delivery order.”
“Oya?”
“Heem.”
“Yes, that's for me aja.” Pointing the parcel in Chelsi's hand.
“Eh, can't. This is specifically for Ma'am Via, after all I have promised Via. Promise is debt, Mas.”
“But there is no Via? I'm changing. From mubadzir.” Smiling offers a truly charming charm.
For a moment, I was amazed by that sweet smile. “Emh, not that Mas. I – do not ask to be replaced, just this is –“
“Ok, if you do not want to be replaced how about barter? I'll buy you a drink?”
“Eh, that's not what I meant. Yes, this is for Danar.” Giving packaging.
“I accept,” smile again. “Kalo so stop by my shop yuk.”
“Other times Mas, I will sell again?”
“No one guards your outlet?”
“Ya there is sister and sister-in-law sih” murmuring doubtfully.
“Ya. Do I also have an appointment to make matcha latte ice for you?” Little forced.
Swaying, “Eum, but –“
“Promise is debt, right?”
Grunting quietly. “Yes already, but I also have terms.”
“What kind of offer is this?” grin while scratching his temple that does not itch.
“Later afternoon anterin kebabnya for Mbak Via huh? definitely later in the afternoon Mbak Via already at home.”
“Kok you so rushy me anyway?” clucking pretend pissed.
“Kalo don't want ya udah.”
“Ok, I want.
“Yess.” Cheering happily then immediately sangkring on his old motorcycle that is always faithful to drive him everywhere.
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do not ask for a vote, because it still does not seem to be pleased. it's ok, bedewey without reducing my affection THANK YOU who udi votya yes ya ya ya iaa ya iapikan ya ya iapak mengabung kamu
do not run away first, Mas Danar otw mo nyamperin Mbak Via tuh 😃
will I BE FORCED TO CHEAT REALLY??
hmm, bitter indeed during the next few parts. but again othor want to say for sure HAPPY ENDING 😍😍 Cuman must muter to Monas first keep turning into a new crocodile hole deh nyampe destination 😅😅
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