Immaculacy
Drop

Perfect landing, the entire passenger breathed a sigh of relief. The plane was on the ground. Dzaki held the newly awakened Hafiz from his sleep. Holding Mila in her hand. The touch caught the heat on his wife's body.

"Heat again, grandpa!"

"What is it, Mas? Mila didn't know anything!"

"Didn't his head hurt?"

"...." - ".Mila replied by shaking her head.

Maybe because of fatigue, thought Dzaki. How not to travel quite takes a very long time, let alone have to transit up to twice.

At three in the morning they arrived at Penang International Airport, Dzaki immediately looking for a taxi. After the driver put the suitcase in the trunk of his car they also left for the location that has been shared by Ana.

"We're going straight to the hospital, Mom? Don't you wait until Ummi?" Mila did not know that her parents were there first.

"We're going to the inn! Ummi arrived first this afternoon!" dzaki said from the front. She sat next to the driver, telling him about getting along. They asked about the hospital they were going to tomorrow morning.

The taxi stopped. "Here you go, Ncek!" the taxi driver was very young.

Dzaki paid him by giving tips. "Thank you, Ncek!" he said very happy.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ummi!" Dzaki knocked on the door of the homestay. He was still holding the sleeping Hafiz.

The door handle moves, the woman in touch is seen from behind the door.

"Murray!" the girl was surprised, seeing the figure that opened the door. They also hugged.

"Hu. uu," Mila cried, not as usual. This time she was crying with a voice. The happiness of seeing his mother, mixed with guilt for feeling troublesome mamak and Umminya, because he was sick they were willing to leave their mother and father to accompany him here.

"Don't crybaby! the spirit of dong! Mamak has come here! Must be healthy!" mai wiped away Mila's tears.

"Must be Happy, Nduk!" hug Ana who just finished tahajjud.

Dzaki has put Hafiz on the bed. They all spent time telling stories about what to do first tomorrow. Who will take care of Hafiz and who will come with Mila and Dzaki to the hospital.

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Gleneages Penang was established in 1973 as the first private hospital in Penang, Malaysia. With a new building that reaches 19 floors, Gleneagles Penang now has 360 inpatient beds serving patients from Malaysia and Indonesia.

Gleneagles Hospital Penang has medical equipment complete with the latest technology to provide maximum examination and treatment services. Medical services at Gleneages Penang are supported by more than 60 permanent specialists (full time), and about 20 part-time specialists.

As a hospital with international standards, Gleneagles Penang is internationally accredited by the Joint Commission International (JCI) and also from The Malaysian Society for Quality in Health (MSQH).

Dzaki stepped foot onto the table that read RECEPTION. Ask the receptionist on duty, the service is friendly. Dzaki looked at his wife who was in the sitting waiting chair with a very tense face despite trying to keep smiling.

Dzaki walks to see his wife.

"Come on!" invite him to hold some files of test results he brought from Indonesia.

"We're going to do a re-examination, we're directed to the doctor, what was his name?" Dzaki read the paper in his hand.

"Doctor M. Amir Shah, a Cancer specialist, Sub Radioteraphy" he said.

Before meeting with the Doctor, Mila had to do some checks like when in Indonesia such as blood tests and CT Scans like yesterday. Plus MRI. After waiting for a while, the tall, black-skinned nurse gave her the results of the examination. Let them enter the doctor's room.

Mila's hands were sweating, her face was pale. Not because of pain, but because of excessive fear. As if not ready to receive the results of the examination that will be described by the doctor in a moment.

"Please sit!" the doctor was friendly.

"Don't be afraid! I'm not fierce!" the doctor spoke in English.

"I want Radiotherapy doc!" mila said firmly. Following the smile of the handsome doctor.

"I can heal, can't I, Doc?" ask Mila to make sure.

"God willing, work hard. Help us with spirit, you!" said it.

The conversation continues with a schedule of radiotherapy actions that must be done.

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Hafiz began to get used to playing and studying with his two grandmothers, sometimes he was invited to the hospital even though he only briefly saw his ummanya. Mila is being hospitalized, this is the third time radiotherapy schedule he does, there is still one more time left.

The action of "Dibestral" another term for radiotherapy that Mila will do is four times. Judging from his health condition one action per week. Every week Mila had to enter the creepy room, like a giant mixer but no iron two hanging to stir the flour.

When the first action gets to two, Mila can still go home to homestay, because this therapy does not need hospitalization, but after the third beam action, HB Mila is low, her blood pressure is low, and the, Mila drop, Forced Inpatient. Dzaki faithfully accompanied him. Although the nurses have made sure to take good care of Mila, but Dzaki insisted he wanted to stay near his wife.

Deeert..deert Mobile Dzaki vibrates on the nightstand next to Mila's brangkar. Mila took. There's a video call with his father's name on it.

Mila cupped the device in her chest. Her tears trickled down, along with Dzaki's steps entering the room. He had just finished praying Maghrib in the hospital mosque.

"Who's on the phone, Dek?"

"Dad!" he whispered. Not intentional, but indeed these few weeks Mila felt pain in her neck, she also canker sores. Maybe it's the effect of the terrestrial.

"Mas, pick it up!" said Dzaki followed by a nod from his wife.

"Hello, Ki! kekmana boru me!" arpin.

"Here you go, Dad. Thank God, I am not weak anymore! it's getting brighter and his face!" Dzaki showed Mila in the call.

Mila smiled, waved her hand then gave her thumbs up.

"His neck hurts, Dad. Sariawan too, so it's hard for him to talk!" dzaki.

"Yes, be healthy there! Mila, that's your spirit huh, boy!" said Arpin ended his video call.

"Yes, God. Heal the servant's son!" His prayer wiped away the clear liquid in the corner of his eye.

The string again vibrated displaying the same call as before, only this time there was no name listed there. Dzaki immediately picked it up.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir! Where's MBA?" ask the woman in the call. Dzaki sat in the cage, embracing Mila to easily show the face of the person who was looking for sipenelfon, and he became his spokesperson.

Mila waved her hand with a forced yet sincere smile.

"Mba, get well soon!" said Aisyah piba, seeing the condition of her cousin's sister.

Mila cupped her hands together in the chest. His mouth was open, but he made no sound.

"Yes, please pray, Dek!" dzaki said he helped.

"Yes, definitely big brother!" Aisyah held back the crying, and ended her call.

Everyone was sad to see that jolly figure now lying weak, fighting his pain.

"Eat ya! My bribe!" dzaki hugged his wife. Mila nodded. Although not tasteful but he had to force himself to want to eat even though the pain when swallowing it.