
Upon arrival at the hospital Elvis immediately rushed to the ER, the nurses immediately checked the condition of Elvis and put intravenous fluid on one of the child's arms.
"AAAAA....... HORNYTTTTT!!!" Elvis shouted as the syringe stuck to the skin of his arm.
Dari and Eza try to calm the hysterical Elvis while tightly holding both hands of Elvis so as not to move much because of fear that the syringe will miss.
"Relax El, the pain's only for a moment"
"DO NOT... EL DON'T WANT TO BE INJECTED.....!!"
"Hold on El for a while, the nurse was installing an infusion so that El could be healed" said Tari gave understanding to the grandson who continued to rebel.
Until the infusion was installed perfectly, Elvis also seemed no longer rebellious.
"Please don't move much yes, deck. So that no blood will come out later" said the nurse before passing from there.
"Wait for sus, does my granddaughter need to be hospitalized?" Tanya Tari was worried.
"For that wait for further examination from the doctor first yes, ma'am. The doctor will be here soon"
Dance nodded while thanking me.
"Okay, thanks sus"
***
The doctor removed the stethoscope when he had examined the condition of Elvis, now Dance and Eza are also Arian who just came to wait for the doctor's decision.
"How's the doc condition of my son?" Eza is speaking.
"The heat is still high, and again your son must do a medical check related to the cause of shortness of breath and other whether your son has allergies or not. We have to make sure it goes deeper" explained the doctor gave a decision if Elvis had to undergo hospitalization.
"So he swam for two more hours docks, could that be the cause?" Tari said.
"It could be because of that, but if we check again it seems like there is something else that makes your son or grandson have a fever and respiratory problems"
"We will immediately prepare a hospital room for patients, then I'm sorry to check other patients" said the doctor from there.
"Thank you, doc"
After the departure of the doctor, Dari immediately sat languid in a chair while crying when he heard Elvis' condition worsened. He certainly felt guilty because all day he was the one who took care of Elvis, even though Tari did not know which part caused Elvis to become like this.
"Hiksss...... Why is it like this...." Lirih Tari regrets.
"I'm sorry dear Oma, all this is wrong Oma" said Tari to the sleeping Elvis.
"Here you are, don't blame yourself like this. It's not your fault" I'm afraid Eza can't bear to see her mother tear up.
"Hiks..... Anyway you have to bring Adira here Za!! Mama doesn't want to know, you have to pick Adira up to Jakarta" suddenly Tari asked Eza.
"You don't want Elvis to get worse than this because of our ignorance of taking care of Elvis, you see for yourself he's now in the hospital, even though we've only taken care of him for a month!" Add Dance firmly.
"Hiks..... Maybe if from the beginning Adira was here Elvis could not have fallen ill until he had to be treated like this! Hiksc.... It's all your fault Za!!" Jerky Dance emotion.
Eza was only able to bow his head, this time he could not give a rejection for other reasons, after all Elvis had not been conquered for a month.
"Did you hear me?!" Sentak Tari glanced sharply at her son.
"Yes, mah" answered Eza.
"It's a shame to be heard by others. Don't make a scene here" Arian is now a mediator between his son and his wife, it's not strange anymore when the two people are always fighting everywhere. But the problem is that they are in the hospital, Arian does not want the voice of the wife to disturb other patients.
***
Families are asked to wait outside the room, the time has shown at eight o'clock at night.
The three sat in waiting chairs, they prayed that the results of the doctor's examination did not show severe symptoms to Elvis, they were very worried about the disease suffered by Elvis.
"Broth.... Why is the doctor so long? Mama's getting worried" Dance to the husband.
Arian then clasped his wife's hand to calm down.
"Don't think no, papah sure Elvis is fine. We focus on praying now" said Arian sage.
While Eza chose to be silent and busy with his own thoughts.
Could he have lost?
His determination and effort did not produce any results, until now Elvis still keep his distance, not even calling him papah.
For a month he had not seen Elvis laugh, only the melancholy was always imprinted on the innocent face of the seven-year-old.
Could it be that Eza won't be able to get close to his own son?
Perhaps he sinned too much on his own son to make it difficult for little heart Elvis to accept presence. Think Eza.
The clekkk!
The door to Elvis' room was open, and the doctor and nurse came out of Elvis' room.
Eza and the others immediately stood closer, they wanted to know how the results of the doctor's examination had been.
"How's my grandson doing, Doc? He's all right?" Dance directly threw a question at the white-clothed man in front of her.
"After we checked, apparently the patient had allergies. It may sound ordinary, but the allergies experienced by patients are quite severe" explained the doctor.
"Allergy?" Repeat the other ensures.
"Right, the patient is allergic to cherries. Do you know of any allergies that the patient has had before?"
The three sat at each other to hear the doctor's question, until finally Arian who answered.
"We haven't seen our granddaughter for a long time, it seems like my wife accidentally gave it to me because she forgot"
The doctor also understood.
Dance was getting hit by regrets, he remembered that this afternoon Elvis asked for a sandwich and he gave a cherry jam sandwich. So that's what causes Elvis immediately fever and shortness of breath and complain of other pain.
"How long can my grandson be cured doc? Is it that bad?" Sahut Dance.
"Maybe about a week, but it can be faster than that if the patient is undergoing treatment well" said the doctor explained.
"You can go in to see the patient, but please stay calm while you're inside"
After getting permission from their doctor without waiting long into the room where Elvis was.
There Elvis lay weakly with an oxygen hose attached to his nose, all who saw were made to goosebumps and feel pain.
Dance momentarily cried helplessly to see Elvis like this.
Eza was just staring blankly at the patient bed, where the child lay there.
Instantly his mind was so deadlocked that it was unable to react to anything, yet both of his hands trembled violently.