ISHIHARA (Blind Color-Real Story)
Nineteen 4
Teluk Kuantan Ophthalmologist Clinic Eye Specialist.
“Twelve” Answer.
Then the Eye Specialist Doctor who was in front of me kept flipping the sheets
ishihara's book to the next page.
“Two ..” I'm speechless.
“Come what number is more ?,” asked the doctor back.
“Nol. “ Answer.
“Try to pay attention again,”
repeat the doctor. The father who was beside me, wanted to whisper something
which I don't see.
“Sstt” The doctor signaled to Dad
be silent.
“Like raisins.” I'm trying to see the figure.
“Try to follow this pink color by finger!” Doctor's orders are for me to put the tip of my index finger on a pink spot in a bunch of green dots.
I followed the color cluster for a moment and the Doctor looked at me. Headmen
I was warning signs I was failing. I'm appalled.
“Partial color blind, green.”
“Descendation,” continued the doctor.
“How is it possible, he was able to see the green leaves, walls, and patterns in my shade !!” Father protest does not accept.
“Iya kan Nak ..” Dad asks
my explanation.
“Iya. You can, right? “ Father tried to convince the doctor's verdict was wrong.
“Can Doctor. Lt could. “ Answer.
The doctor smiled, ” partial color blindness does not mean you can not see the color but the brightness of the color is reduced, making it difficult
in differentiating multiple colors.”
“Risk in surgery,” clear back.
I looked at Dad with a blank look. Being the focus of my hope since childhood made me have no other choice but to realize his dream. But all of that is now broken.
Like sand swept by the waves. Not because of laziness and stupidity but only because of a bunch of color dots in the magic book Ishihara.
“How could this doctor !” My father's surprised.
“She's my son..”Whisper Dad.
the Eye Specialist Doctor.
“He's my son, my only son.”
“Si ores eyes, my hope tip. There is nothing else I have but Him. “ Add Father many times.
“He's your son Sir. Him
is your blood, but everything happens not because of you.” Obviously the doctor in front of me
in a deep voice, very serious. His eyes looked at me who was silent. In this strange room, I, a man so young as to wait for a verdict of trial by a case that I do not understand.
“Who ..?” dad's mouth opened, saying that, I'm ready to accept whatever happens. Disincline
mystery after 18 years I became alive in this world. Living with Dad.
“Deuteronophia, linked to sex chromosomes”
“...” I'm speechless
understand.
“The print is wrong, her mother, your wife.” The doctor turned, his face turned to the right away
son's face.
“Why?”
“Because mating is a random confluence of chromosomes, like one fishing rod in a pond
millions of fish.”
“Means ?”
“Partial Colour Blindness lowered from your wife's egg, green” partial color blind
“Didn't he still
able to see green leaves, Doctor ..”
“He will have trouble distinguishing light green with brown, for a doctor at risk in
surgical-dissect.” The doctor is clearly back.
“But he has already graduated medicine, state medicine, the only prospective doctor in our breed.”
“Look at him so smart ! He is my hope.” Dad was fond of it, but I knew that Doctor
that's not a determinant. For my future, Dad didn't give up. A father
you can't give up on her son. Then a beam of light illuminated the table
the Consultant and Eye Specialist Doctor smiled, “Formerly my friend during college there are also those who experience cases like this. Now his career is only as a General Doctor.”
“Depart to Banda Aceh, hopefully your ideals are achieved,” he continued.
In the end, me and Dad
home, we two kids left the ophthalmologist clinic. With
riding an old motorcycle, we came home with a stiff heart. All the way we were silent. Midnight as the sky's eyes sink into the swamps in the suburbs of Kuantan Bay.
Time slowed down on our way home. The sunlight began to turn orange as he
drowned at the end of a swamp on the outskirts of the city. Dad turned the motorcycle gas so time passed faster. The drizzle started coming while we were at
bend in the road at the end of the swamp. And the rain clouds change the color of the orange sky to dark blue. The sun left the rainbow line, the instant before it sank, completely sunk. That momentary rainbow also soon disappeared along with the loss of sunlight, immediately the sky
darken. So quickly did the Creator change the color of the sky.
The turning of twilight and sunrise is a time when God feels so incarnate to be closer, even from our own pulse. And it makes us feel so strong when life's problems
hit as big as anything. The change in color of the sky at dusk and morning is so magical. God was so able to change both times, let alone just change the fate of the human child.
“Dad...”My voice breaks the silence.
“How do we father ?”
my many.
“Nak we will leave for Banda Aceh. We'll pick up ideals as far as anything goes
End of Country,” replied Father.
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