Genius Child: DEMI GAURI
CHAPTER 23. RESTART SOUL FOR ELEA

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Kayshan returned to the treatment room with a lethargic face. I don't know what she'll answer if Gauri asks about Elea later. He did not want his nephew to depend on the girl but did not deny that Elea's figure was imprinted in their memories.

Hufft. A heavy sigh crept as the fingers pressed the door lever.

"Kay! you go anywhere" panicked Kamala, welcoming her son.

Kayshan found Kamala's anxious face, and he saw two sisters and a doctor examining Gauri. He panicked right up to them.

"My daughter why, Doctor?" kayshan urges her to come closer but she prevents the sisters and her arms from pulling Kamala.

"Call Reezi's doctor, hurry up" asked the doctor who was examining Gauri, at the nurse's side.

The other sister immediately ran out of the room so Kayshan got a slight gap to look at Gauri.

"Darling! wake, Oyi!" kayshan exclaimed, his heart pounding at the sight of Gauri turning deathly pale.

Before long, Habrizi came hastily to the treatment room. He looked tense and asked Kayshan to calm down while closing the curtain.

"Doctor, Gauri why?" ask again from behind the curtains.

"So Gauri suddenly crowded. The fever rises until the nosebleed," Kamala explained.

Deg.

'Did the stem cell transplant fail? no, no way. Gauri gets a donor from Geisha, Kayshan's inner self. The young man shook his head slowly, his head felt throbbing.

A few minutes passed, the curtain reopened. Kayshan, who was walking back and forth in front of the cage curtain, immediately held onto Habrizi's arm.

"Gauri why?" serobot Kay's.

"Suffled but already handled. The fever did not go down so all of you took a blood sample. Pain relief drugs injected through the infusion earlier. Hope the night is stable. I have a nurse standing guard here" Reezi patted Kayshan's arm gently before she left.

"Is it not dangerous?" doubt Kayshan. He was scared earlier.

"In the Lord. Just pray a lot. What makes Gauri drop back?" search Reezi.

"Elea's miss seems to be, and I'm not able to make that happen" Kay explained, looking down in lethargy.

Habrizi just kept quiet, a little sorry to ask that. Her heart twitched in envy, finding Elea had entered and settled into the hearts of her child patients. He only nodded faintly then parted out of Gauri's room.

After Habrizi's departure, Kayshan approached the branch. He clasped the tiny palm, unable to bear to see the four-year-old suffer like this.

"Darling, sorry daddy, yes!" lirih Kay, bow her head.

"Oyi can't see Lele yet. He was sick and could not be found. Honey, you can ask for whatever it is as long as it's still within daddy's reach. Lele's position is very high" whispered Kayshan. Go up to Gauri's cage and embrace her.

"Daddy doesn't want to give up but feels inferior. Pray for all to be well, yes. How to pray correctly, said Lele, darling? daddy needs God's help .. Does God still remember us, the old servant forgot Him?" kayshan murmured. A drop of her clear grain fell soaking Gauri's bangs.

His heart felt bitter, regret appeared and pierced the heart. He wastes his youth by worshiping appropriately without asking for anything special because he feels empowered, has everything in the world thanks to his own efforts. Forgetting that man is powerless without God's intervention.

His life is only for himself and his future with Kamala until fate requires him to accept the mandate of guarding Gauri.

"Elea Narasya bint Efendi Ghazali, Gauri Fizva bint Kenan Ghazwan, Al Fatihah" said Kayshan, sending prayers to the two women in his heart.

For some reason he read the prayer, stifled with desire. All he knows is the benefits of Al-fatihah very much other than as a letter opener or practice. Al Fatihah also means the majesty, the love of God. He misses, longs to pray.

Kay could not hold Gauri too tightly even though her heart wanted to. He recalled the doctor's message that patients with this disease can feel pain in the joints, to puncture their bones even by a gentle touch.

"Daddy dear Oyi. Don't give up on being healthy, yeah. Daddy promises to fill our time well as long as God still allows breathing the air of the world. Yes, dear," said Kayshan, he poked his head on Gauri's shoulder, seeking tranquility there.

Drrtts. Drrtts. Kayshan's phone vibrated on the sofa table. He ignored that flat thing.

Kamala, who was uncomfortable with the sound of her vibration, carried a device belonging to the youngest son. He patted Kay's arm slowly.

His fingers are lazy. Just a faint movement of the arms resting on the waist, asking Kamala to slip the thing in a grasp. The mother understood, she obeyed Kay's request.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am."

"Wa 'alaikumsalam. Mr. Kay, I got the number Bang Emran, but punten said that Mr. Kay wanted to buy souvenirs quite a lot. I'm sorry, let him not be suspicious" Deeza said.

Kay nodded. "Ehm. Transfer where? howmany? please just share it for those who need the item," he said.

"Oh, that's none of my business. Anyway the task is done. His number I've sent via chat," Deeza replied, closing the call.

His brain was tired of thinking. He snorted in annoyance, but his spirit re-emerged after obtaining Emran's number. Kayshan kept the man's contacts and wrote down his special name while smiling.

Not wasting time. Kay immediately sent a chat to Elea's sister to introduce herself.

"The road is winding, it's okay. Slowly go up in the sky," Kay muttered as she typed in a message.

["Assynoltom. I'm Kayshan, Deeza's friend. Sorry Bang, can you help me choose a useful item as a parcel for sharing?"] Kayshan.

Message sent, tick two. One second later.

Drrtts. Sister-in-law, calling.

Kayshan smiled widely at her innocence, remembering Elea's saying that good speech is prayer.

"Aamiin's." Kay accepted his prayer. "Assalamualaikum, Bang," said Gauri's uncle.

"Wa 'alaikumsalam. Mas Kay can come to the store or want me to send you a catalog by email? if it's still just a live survey visit our website, how?" tawar Emran across.

Deg. Deg. Deg. His heart is beating fast. He is nervous about talking to one of Elea's guardians besides Buya.

'Yoloo, this is her brother's voice. Not Elea, ' Kay's inner.

"Afwan, tomorrow if you meet Brother, what time will it be? I spare bada Dzuhur," said Kay began to change the word she used, learning from Elea.

"Fadhol bada Dzuhur, Mas. I'm in the store, what kind? later I prepare the best choice, in the Lord," added Emran.

Kayshan remembered the bracelet he bought. He faithfully wears it for dhikr, even though his band is loose.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. Syukron, Bang. Assalamualaikum," said Kay, closed the call and put down her original phone, drowsiness ambush made her close her eyes. Whether exploring which realm, he suddenly heard a soft voice ringing out.

"Surely Allah and His angels are on a plane for the Prophet. The use of one of them is to activate stem cells in the body. If these stem cells have been touched, then all cells will be activated. Our bodies are healthy. Awaken the nur Muhammad to calm the shade radiated, salawat is the best dhikir is undeniable."

"Khususon ila ruhi fil jasadi Fulan bin/bintu Fulanah/Fulan, Al Fatihah. Wake up the energy of the angel Abdullah afiyyat inside."

"Kay! Kay!" kamala Voice.

'El? Elea?'

"Kay, move. Don't sleep here" he added, waking up the youngest son.

Kayshan stuttered, he slowly woke up. The voice was still ringing, he looked around whether his mother was listening to Tausiah. However, the watch on the hand shows the figure of three in the early hours of the day.

'Whose voice? where was I?'

'Bismillahirahmanirrahiim, restarts the spirit. Special ila ruhi fiil jasadi Kayshan Ghazwan bin Ghazwan Khalid, Al Fatihah, ' Inner Kay, descends from the Gauri branch to cleanse oneself and ablution.

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