
Zira got out of the elevator and ran small towards the jasmine room. He went into that room. And found that Susi was conscious and was chatting with Lina.
" Please take this to the nurse's room." Said Zira to Lina while giving the medicine wrap in her hand.
Lina directly came out of the jasmine room to deliver the medicine to the guard nurse.
" How are you doing?" Zira sat on the chair while holding Susi's hand.
" I've been a little confused by mbak." Susi said slowly. Lina's back in the jasmine room, she's talking.
" Sir, I've called her husband, maybe soon." Lina explained.
Zira nodded her head. Not long after the door opened was a female doctor and two nurses behind her.
" Good day." The doctor was friendly.
" Lunch." They answer all.
The doctor put the statekop into Susi's chest and stomach. The doctor asked several questions about the complaints that Susi felt. All asked by the doctor, the nurse recorded everything in the patient's notebook.
" How is my friend Doctor doing?" Zira asked when the doctor had finished examining Susi.
" The content is weak, so I suggest for the good of the mother and her fetus, you should rest completely." The doctor explains everything from possible causes and effects that will occur. The doctor came out of the jasmine room after finishing examining Susi.
Susi was downcast sadly she was confused by her work. Zira understood the sadness his employees felt.
" You just rest, don't think about work later if your obstetrician says you're strong, you can go back to work at Zira Boutique." Zira said encouragingly.
Susi who had a sad face returned cheerful. He feels very happy to get a boss who is understanding like Zira. Lina and Zira return home because Susi's husband has arrived. They got into the elevator, he punched the 4th floor. Lina watched Zira in surprise, but she did not ask. The elevator had stopped on the 4th floor they got out of the elevator. Zira widened her gaze to the 4th floor, she looked for the room where Naura was in.
" Sir, what are you looking for?" Said Lina curiously.
They walked down the 4th floor.
" I'm looking for Naura's room in the infirmary, she said over here." Zira said still by reading the writing above the door.
" Who is Naura mbak?" Lina said again curious.
" Naura was the one who ever asked for a princess-style birthday dress design." Zira explained. But Lina could not remember Naura's face.
Zira and Lina stopped in front of the campaka room. He knocked on the door slowly not how long the door in the open from the inside was Fiko at the doorstep. Fiko allowed them to enter. Naura was bedridden with an infusion needle in her hand, her face pale and her body a little thin from the first time Zira saw her. Naura still closed her eyes, she ventured to sit beside the bed. He stroked Naura's hand gently. Naura opened her eyes when she was elus by Zira.
" Aunty." Naura lirih.
" Yes dear." Zira kissed Naura's forehead.
" Aunty can I be cured?" Naura said as she let out tears from the end of her eyes.
" Aunty why after my birthday aunt never came again." Say Naura again.
Again Zira could not answer the question of the little girl. His condition is not able to meet Naura. Since the fight between Fiko and Ziko happened, his wiggle room has been limited. All activities are monitored by Ziko.
" I'm sorry auntie's busy." Zira lied to encourage Naura.
" Aunty am I still pretty." Naura lirih.
" You are still beautiful dear and you are the angel who sent down the angel to fill your papa's days." Zira said as she glanced at Fiko.
Zira gave the spirit to heal to the little girl. He encouraged Naura in a unique way.
" You have to heal, later if you recover the aunt will make the best princess dress for you." Said Zira cheering.
Naura nodded her head, she felt her spirit had returned. Zira loved Naura as much as she loved herself. Because of the medicinal effect she felt, the little girl could not hold her eyes, in an instant Naura fell asleep again. That little girl should take a lot of rest like that's the message from the doctor.
" I want to talk." Zira told Fiko.
They came out of the cellar. They were talking in the hallway on the 4th floor.
" When did Naura get sick." Ask Zira quickly.
Fiko lowered her head for a few seconds then raised her head back.
" Following our last meeting." Fiko said slowly.
Zira still remembers her last meeting with Fiko when they were at the restaurant. And still remembered in his mind when a fight broke out between Fiko and Ziko. All this happened because her jealous husband was blind to Fiko.
" I'm sorry for what happened a few months ago." Zira apologizes for representing her husband's apology.
" You are innocent. Your husband is very possessive. But I cursed him." Fiko's words calmed Zira down.
" Yes, if the fight hadn't happened, I would have known about Naura." Zira said sadly.
Fiko explained about the beginning of Naura's illness. Naura was a cheerful child in recent months, she found her son often complained of such pain in the lower left rib, and the appetite was getting less and less, not to mention his son along with bleeding in the nose gums or urine. Since the incident, Fiko immediately fled Naura to the hospital to find out about the pain her son suffered. Doctors diagnosed Naura with blood cancer or what is often called leukemia, and doctors sentenced Naura to stage 3, namely cancer cells have grown deeper into body tissues. However, cancer cells have not spread to other parts of the body. To prevent cancer cells from growing and spreading to other parts of the body, doctors recommend Naura for chemotherapy.
Zira felt devastated and unable to hold back her tears. He who is strong and rarely cries can no longer stem his tears. He felt the burden felt by Fiko was very heavy. Since his wife died he took care of Naura alone, and the ordeal came back to him. Her life spirit has been sick and she has no exertion other than to give her spirit and do her best for her little angel. Zira can only give spirit in the form of moral assistance.
" Titip my regards to Naura, tomorrow I will come back here." Zira said as she shook Fiko's hand.
Fiko held the hand of old Zira. The hand that once entered into the part of him, which now belongs to another.
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