Love Two Boundaries
71. OCD

Hafiz ran around, along with the medics, pushing the cage on which Adira lay weakly with fresh blood still on her forehead.

Apologies are not ceaseless Hafiz said, although at this time Adira is not able to hear it. Since the room, Adira has been lying unconscious.

"Sir wait here...!, let us handle the father!" at the IGD's doorstep, a nurse restrains Hafiz.

"Child..I....! my son.....!" Hafiz pointed at Adira who was pushed into the room.

"Patient father, we'll take care of the father soon, I'll wait outside so we can focus on working"

Medical teams forbid families to enter the action room, one of which is so that they are more focused and not disturbed by the family of patients who usually cannot control themselves.

Finally Hafiz relented, the door of the room was sealed shut by medics. From the glass on the door, Hafiz could see the medics were acting on Adira.

Hafiz straightened her hair up. Regretting everything that happened. If you could control your emotions, Dira would not be as wretched as he is today. But what you want to say rice has become porridge. Hafiz's attitude like that always leads to regret.

Hafiz walked closer to the waiting chair in front of the ER. Drop ******, then sit down. His gaze was still fixed towards the ER room waiting for the door to open.

At the same hospital, but a different room, Reza accompanied by Ais was looking for various information related to Reza's disease. There are various recommended treatment options. Starting from surgery, chemotherapy, also non-medically, alias alternatives.

Foods that can and cannot be consumed. Other things about cancer. A lot of things they get. Worth it, the food that was eaten there is no taste, it turns out that indeed for cancer sufferers are prohibited to consume, salt and other flavoring. Meat, including chicken. Seafood, eggs, and many other foods. While the foods that are highly recommended are the types that contain striking colors, such as red spinach, dragon fruit, carrots, and many others.

Ais and Reza are also looking for various YouTube videos about the struggles of people recovering from cancer.

"Pa...if according to unda how good we go back to Indonesia only" suddenly Ais made a sound when the video spectacle ended.

He again said "according to the unda, we do not have surgery let alone chemo, because many also recover without painful means. The proof of some of the videos we watch, it turns out cancer can be cured by alternative ways, for example by consuming Borneo bajakah, white turmeric, rat tuber, meet Ireng, or onion mecca. Shouldn't we go through with that first?" Ais asked Reza's opinion.

Reza, apparently thinking, considering which path they will take, because this is related to life. A little wrong, can result in patal. Especially now that he is in stage four. Healing is there, but the possibility is small.

Besides that, Reza also still thinks about the legal issues that are being faced. He may be allowed out of the country, while he is still dealing with legal issues.

Shouldn't he just tell Ais his legal problems. So that they can fight together, find a middle ground among the problems that are shackling.

Ais was still staring softly at Reza who seemed to still think hard.

Once he stared at Ais who was still faithfully sitting by his side.

"Purple...! sorry papa? maybe all this time still not able to be a husband and also a good father for our children, always troublesome" he said slowly still with a deep gaze on Ais.

"Pa..., don't talk like that, you don't like. Papa is the best husband and father, so don't say that anymore, you don't like it! and one more thing, papa never bothers you."

Ice is not unhappy because of what, but there is sadness every sentence Reza said. It was like a sentence for farewell. Ice doesn't want that. He wants Reza to heal.

"But ......"

Reza wanted to make a sound again, but Ais cut back.

"No buts, now we focus the same healing papa"

ice's words don't want to be disputed.

"But we still can not go back to Indonesia" said Reza quickly, afraid Ais again cut his speech.

"Why indeed?" Ais asked in wonder.

"Because the company's legal issues have not been resolved" Reza said sadly.

"Is this still related to licensing issues?" I try to guess.

"Not only licensing, but falsification of business license" there is a tone of sadness there.

"Sir...sud papa?" Ais began to feel bad, the problem of falsifying the country's documents was not a special thing. Looks like Reza is dealing with a tough problem.

"No, this can't happen, papa's innocent. We don't know" Ais shook her head, not accepting that Reza was imprisoned because of a problem they didn't know at all.

The tears of Ice melted again, why all the bad things happened at the same time. To whom he will ask for help. In-law? it also feels impossible, because the condition is also the same as Reza. Both parents Ais? nor is it possible to understand them about the law.

So who else?

****

"How's Doc, did my son wake up?" Hafiz approached the doctor who had just walked out of the room.

"The father's son is not yet awake, maybe soon. We have also dealt with the wound. Did Dira relapse again?" doctors who have handled Dira several times know well how the actual condition of Dira.

"She dok, she went back on a rampage" Hafiz said regretfully. Because after all it was not separated from his mistake that had snapped Dira.

"My advice, you should pay more attention to Dira, because if this is left continuously it can be fatal. Dira could be exposed to OCD "the doctor ended his speech, with a very frightening description Hafiz.

Hafiz looked at the shade of his daughter's face. I still remember the conversation with the doctor. What can Hafiz do now? if there is any other way than to bring Dira to Ais, he has already done. It was always ice that he was obsessed with.

Hafiz stared fixedly at Dira's face which was still closed, his forehead was wrapped in bandages. His eyes still seemed reluctant to open.

Dert ...dert ......

Hape Hafiz shaking behind his pants. Hafiz immediately reached into the pocket of the pants, so as not to cause a sound too long that could disturb Dira.

"Hallo, he....what's the matter?" ask Hafiz to the person who called across the street.

"Hallo bro...., this....., you haven't read the email I sent you?" Ahmad

"I'm in the hospital again"

"Sorry, who's sick?"

"Dira" Hafiz replied briefly.

"What pain?" ask Ahmad again.

"Regular, as usual"

"Why? ice again? Ahmad tried to guess.

Hafiz took a deep breath. Feeling tired already.

"Yes" he answered shortening.

"Have you found it, for years it suffered like that!" advice that is easy to say, but hard to do.

"It's not that easy" Hafiz replied sounding desperate.

"Whatever you are. Hopefully Dira will recover quickly, and do not forget to check the email"

"Ok ..later I check"

"Assynolt....."

"Goddessalam......"

Hape Hafiz he turned off, then refocused on Dira who still did not open his eyes.

"Don't make me worry anymore, baby. Heals quickly. Don't expect people who already think we don't exist" Hafiz spoke quietly, to Adira who was still closed. Occasionally, rub the corner of the eye that begins to get wet. If it wasn't for Dira being Hafiz's strength, maybe now he wouldn't be what he is today.

Seriate.......