
Elsewhere, Ms. Watib and also mama Citra are consulting with doctors who always handle Sania.
''Doctor, is there a way to make my daughter fully healed?'' ask Bu Wati slowly.
''Some leukemia patients can still recover, but in certain conditions, leukemia can be difficult to cure?
So that the treatment given is only to control the disease
and extend the patient's life rate itself" explained the doctor.
"Can't the doctor recover completely? " ask mama Citra with her worries.
"Today the treatment of leukemia is getting better. Where patients can recover have hope to recover, with regular therapy so that blood cancer can heal, routine therapy that is common in doing is chemotherapy," he added, making Bu Wati feel disappointed by the explanation of the doctor who treated Sania his little princess. Mama Citra can only hold tightly the hand of her sister-in-law, she gives strength through her fingers.
''Lady, only by praying can we help Sania heal, because when God has willed then no one will be able to speak any words, I can only help with my ability, but the one who cures all diseases is Allah SWT not me or his other doctors, when seeing Mother Sania very doctor felt sliced in her heart, Sania is very good to suffer from this disease. But God tried Sania through a painful illness, the doctor thought.
''Thank you Doctor? then excuse us first, Mama Citra's voice moved from her seat, while Bu Wati did not say a word, she was still with her cry, she was still with her cry, considering her daughter's hair is increasingly falling out if doing chemotherapy.
Mama Citra and also Bu Wati stepped foot to the hospital parking lot, where there is a very loyal driver waiting for her. Mr. Udin who saw her his mistress approached, immediately Mr. Udin opened his car door.
''Just go home, sir?'' Mama Citra was friendly.
''Sorry Madam, go straight to the house of Mrs Citra, '' asked Mr. Udin to confirm again, afraid he was wrong to hear with the very words of Madam, while Mr. Udin himself was the personal driver of Bu Wati.
''To my house for a while, sir,'' said Mama Citra who was directly influenced by Mr. Udin.
On the way to the house Mama Citra Bu Wati just speechless staring at his oonsel with the screen face of his little princess who was smiling happily.
''What is mbak? why when the doctor said he had to do chemotherapy therapy mbak Wati kayak her not happy githu, '' said Mama Citra to her sister-in-law.
Ms. Wati shook her head slowly and she said, ''What Sania is going to do chemotherapy, actually I don't have the heart to see Sania have to do chemotherapy again, '' she said still with her cry.
''You do not know my feelings at this time Citra, my heart was broken when I heard my son had this disease. And after seeing her suffering my heart was breaking, did I have to selfishly force Sania to do the therapy, when last night she pointed herself at me with light!'' bu Wati replied with a sense of regret and disappointment to herself. ''Sania's hair began to fall out, even though she didn't shed a tear in front of me, but I knew that she was suffering a lot from seeing this, maybe she wears the hijab now to cover up her sadness from all of you, with instead of closing her aurat she hides the crown from her body that is her hair itself. When I hold his head myself do not know why my body seems to die, if the disease can be moved? I was willing to be his substitute Citra?!'' increasingly broken was the cry of Bu Wati when telling the story of her little daughter who was fighting the pain alone.
Mama Citra hugged her sister-in-law tightly, she had mistakenly thought that her sister-in-law, who behaved like that. Now Mama Citra understands how her sister-in-law feels.
''Forgive Citra brother, sorry if Citra is selfish and said like that earlier,'' regret Mama Citra tighten her embrace.
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This morning Sania will be back again to her branch office, because she has been in her house for one week with her family and also as well as her beloved cousin.
As usual Sania always asked Mr. Hasan to deliver to his branch office, probably because it was too comfortable with in the Sir Hasan. Exactly at lunch hour Sania arrived at the inn with the help of Mr. Hasan Sania carrying clothes along with some snacks and also food that he deliberately asked his Mother, since Sania wants to share with her employees her delicious Mother's dishes, all the promotions'in her restaurant as well, Sania thought then she developed her smile.
''Sorry Miss, this one wants to be brought in too, '' asked Mr. Hasan pointing to the cardboard in the trunk of his car.
''That was just there, sir? this alone is brought inside, said Sania politely and with her sweet smile of course.
Mr. Hasan nodded and brought a bag of crackles containing snacks and also Sania's suitcase, Mr. Hasan deliberately forbade Sania to carry his suitcase. Sania just nodded and obeyed what Mr. Hasan said.
''If we go to the office now, sir, take Sania with us while locking her room back.
''Well Miss? did Miss not want to rest first let the Father who delivered the cardboard to the branch office, '' proposed Mr. Hasan who got the headband from Sania.
''Sania is not tired yet sir, Sania wants to move like other people sir? and Sania is still strong, right in Sania's office just sitting quietly behind the desk, said Sania to calm Mr. Hasan who had worried about her since.
''Yes already then you can not do anything else, but the advice of Mr. Nona muchin rest, as the doctor said this morning, ''' said Mr. Hasan considering Sania. Yes, before leaving Sania indeed approached the doctor who had been handling his illness, just for the consul only and asked for a new prescription drug. Maybe that's why Mr. Hasan heard the words of the doctor who deliberately drove Sania to the car that would deliver to his branch office.
It only took 10 minutes to get to his branch office, where there was already waiting for a man waiting in his office doorstep. Who else if not Arlan who is waiting for the arrival of his puja'an girl.