
By midnight, Efendi caught Elea coming down from the bed without Nana's help to go to the bathroom.
The heart of a middle-aged man sleeping on the sofa is increasingly anxious about the results of the doctor's diagnosis tomorrow morning. His tomb recites a prayer that Elea may not suffer from a disease like the late Maesarah.
The owner of As-Shofa did not really sleep when Elea chose to pray on the brakar. Several times looking up, such as calling a name but not caught by his old senses, Efendi wondered what the youngest child asked the divine.
"El?" call Efendi can't stand pretending. He got up close to the bed.
"Beik, Buya. I couldn't sleep, it was hot and it was painful around the pelvis" Elea complained to her father.
Deg. 'No Robb, no. Me alone, I alone, ' Inner Efendi heard the grievances of the princess.
"Don't stress. Buya accompanied to sleep for a while before dawn. Right tilt, Salihah." Efendi sat on the side of the bed, gently rubbing Elea's waist and back covered with a blanket.
Before long, a subtle roar of breath was visible. Youngest girl Efendi Ghazali sleeping. The old man smiled.
"The horse is handled by his own hand, yes, El. However, how can you stay with me, son. There she was there and I couldn't possibly ask Eiwa to leave pregnant" Efendi murmured, again confused.
Efendi woke Elea before dawn. It feels unbearable but obligation is still the main thing.
Elea was angry with her father. He almost missed the dawn routine. But the anger slowly dissipated as he looked at the row of ants on the window.
"Nana, Nana, please put the bread crumbs in the window." Elea called for a service that was teaching.
'If You think this pain will increase Your devotion, then strengthen my heart so that I can patiently accept it. However, if my health actually makes me able to be more useful for many people, then give full healing O God. Aamiin.'
Elea looked down after saying a prayer. Alms are nothing but the demand is so great, between shame and need but Allah is All-Powerful over all.
After breakfast, Efendi was called to Nesya's doctor's office. Throughout the passageway, the middle-aged man's heart was suffused.
"Please come in, Mr. Ghazali," said the nurse, welcoming her arrival in front of the poly internist.
"Good morning, sir," said Nesya, cupping her hands in front of her chest.
"Morning ..so how's my daughter, Doctor?" efendi asked as she sat down at the medical desk.
Nesya showed me a piece of paper on the table. It was the result of a urinalysis lab and Elea's urine culture yesterday. He explained that the patient's disease occurs as a result of bacteria infecting one part of the urinary system. Commonly E.C-oli, Staphylococcus saprophyticus or other types.
This disease can occur when bacteria enter the urinary tract through the urethra and develop in the bladder. Although the urinary system functions to prevent bacteria from entering the urethra, sometimes it can still happen.
"So?" ask the yai.
"Miss Elea is infected with the urinary tract. I've given you drugs and antibiotics to take from this morning to the next four days, sir," Nesya said, clarifying the diagnosis.
Efendi. "What's the cause, Doc?"
"Because he is not married, it is likely that the body's immunity is decreased. Dehydration, stress, lack of attention to the cleanliness of the intimate organ area or can also be exposed to bacteria when using public toilets minimal hygiene," explained Nesya.
Efendi. The explanation of the doctor that requires Elea to maintain cleanliness, manage a healthy diet and lifestyle, became her main focus.
"May be healthy. The bacteria are lost so that it does not spread to the kidneys" concluded Nesya.
The owner of As-Shofa agreed and then got up, he would remember Nesya's message. Even designed to move the El lecture schedule so that it can be done online.
Efendi's steps look shaky after from the doctor's room. His thoughts were drawn about the nadzor Abrisam. Even yesterday Emran accepted Habrizi's request to be given a chance to meet him.
"Yes Allah. If Elea is like that, I will not leave my daughter to anyone, until she has completely recovered and is out of the trap of chronic disease" Efendi murmured.
While in As-Shofa.
Emran channeled Kayshan's alms to some of the huts around him that were more deserving of help. He briefly read the two names on the front of the envelope.
"The Ghazwan family, yes. Al Fatihah," said Emran when handing over help to the representative of the owner of the cottage he appointed.
After their departure, Emran returned to Jakarta. Not to forget, he sent a photo to Kayshan that his trust had been conveyed.
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Jakarta, Hermana hospital.
Kayshan receives a visit from Dewiq, the owner of Hermana group and wife of Ahmad Hariri. He came after a morning visit to the patient's room in his shelter.
"Hello pretty. How are you, Gauri?" tanya Dewiq smiled sweetly as she approached the side of the bed.
The little girl only glanced at a glance, without a sound. She drew with substitute sister Elea.
"Oh, Elea? her name is so pretty exactly this kid, huh."
Gauri smiles herself as beautiful as Elea by Dewiq. Highlight the eyes of the intelligent toddler were sparkling.
"Ciyyeeeee, onty tipped chocolate for mama El, can you?" fishing rod Dewiq again, eager to hear the voice of Gauri.
Dewiq thought Elea was Kayshan's fiancee because the man once claimed to be dating a girl. Ahmad said nothing about Kay's business the other day that visited Tazkiya.
The words of Dewiq increasingly make Elea special in the heart of Gauri. This intelligent boy thought that the woman in front was his supporter. Gauri slowly opened her voice.
"Let's see Lele, Daddy!" whineg Gauri suddenly.
"Yeah, Lele?" sambar Dewiq, feel funny with the name of the boy.
"Mother." Gauri patterned on Dewiq, he did not like the title of each one's favorite self, in protest.
"Yes, yeah. Greetings to Mother Elea, yes. Onty saying goodbye and this is chocolate for you," said Dewiq, thrusting a box of chocolate and then rising from the bed with a smile.
Gauri received the chocolate. "Syukron."
Dewiq was surprised by Gauri's reply, he chuckled as he looked towards Kayshan. Intrigued by the figure of Elea mentioned by the handsome man idol Farhana. Dewiq just wanted to make sure that Kay was out of his daughter's reach, and the answer made him have to be vigilant with hope, as well as Farhana's feelings.
"Syukron, Mrs Dok has stopped by. Pray for my business next week with the Elea family. Yesterday I went to the house to talk about this with ustadz Ahmad," Kay told Dewiq.
"Almost sold out, yes," kekeh Dewiq.
The middle-aged woman who was still very beautiful smiled kindly and prayed for her husband's best friend before saying goodbye.
After Dewiq's departure, Kay will be back in. Suddenly someone's voice held him.
"Pak Kay knows doctor Dewiq?" tanya Reezi came from behind Kay.
Kayshan. "Eh, Doc. He's our client" he answered briefly, opening the door wide to welcome Reezi in first.
Habrizi smiled before entering Gauri's treatment room. 'Just clients, anyway. I think I'm familiar with Tazkiya, Reezi's inner self.
Habrizi said Gauri could return home because her condition had stabilized. Two weeks later, he will have to return to the hospital. Kayshan nodded in agreement. Gauri's applause accompanied Reezi's departure from the patient's room.
"Call opa, Daddy. Opa call!" pinta Gauri pulls up Kay's shirt sleeve.
"Why?" tanyanya. Since when did Gauri have a new name, she forgot.
"Daddy Iiihh! lele's dad!" the header, patting hard the brown box that was still on the side of the bed.
Kayshan chuckles. "Don't opa. Buya or just Njid" he whispered. (Mid : grandfather)
Gauri nodded quickly despite not understanding the meaning. "Come, come!" repeat again while looking at Kay with pleading eyes.
"Later home, yes," seduced Kayshan.
"Yahoooooooooooo!" Gauri cried so hard that her face turned red.
"Sstt, shhhtt. Honey, be patient."
Kayshan tries to calm Gauri down but nil. He gave up, then took the device out of his pants pocket. "In the first place, okay?"
Gauri was instantly silent, she wiped away the rest of the trace of crying and smiled sweetly.
"Basic, child of Lele!" sulk Kay gave her the phone and let Gauri push the button there.
Trowels. Trowels. Video call.
"Assalamualaik." Efendi's voice is at the end of there.
"Wa 'alaikumsalam. Njiiiiidd! this is Oyi," said Gauri girang instead of braids while Kayshan only smiled.
'My gun, it turns out you are, Oyi dear.'
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