My wife is not a Shit Carrier!
Must Be in Operation

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"What-what, Doc! Blood Cancer? How could that happen? My daughter did not even experience any symptoms before," I said with a surprised face, not feeling now that my tears had broken.

"Yes, Mom. Blood cancer can occur without experiencing any symptoms, because what is experienced by your daughter is a type of blood cancer that is slow to develop. So it was only discovered today, when we did your daughter's blood test," explained Dr. Irawan.

"Then how can my daughter be healed, Doc? Please do your best, whatever I will do for the sake of my daughter's recovery" I said with tears streaming down.

"Because this is a slow-growing blood cancer, so we can still quickly, to do the healing to your daughter. But we have to have surgery, so we need a spinal cord donor, to do the transplant," explained Dr. Irawan again.

"Please check my marrow, Doc! Because I'm her biological mother, it's possible that our marrow is a good match" I said expectantly.

"Alright, we'll do a check on Ms. Shintya. However, Miss Shintya must prepare herself first" Doctor Irawan told me.

Then I nodded his words.

"Okay Doc! Then excuse me first," I said with a forced smile.

Which Mother's heart is not broken, when she learns that her daughter is struggling to fight the pain she suffers. With a giant step I also came out of Doctor Irawan's room.

"Why does everything have to happen to my daughter? Why should it be now? When we were about to feel true happiness, it was all but gone by the time I learned of my daughter's illness. My heart is really broken" I murmured, in between my cries.

Now I walk towards Mom, Rahma, and Devano. Those who saw me walking almost staggered, they quickly caught me from falling.

"What's up, Shin? Why are you crying?" ask Mom with a worried face.

I was still silent, without saying anything.

"Say, Shin! What the hell is going on? Don't just shut up like this!" asked Rahma, who was no less worried.

Then I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I tried to calm myself down first, before telling about the illness my daughter, Andini, suffered.

''Mom,'' call me soft.

"Mom, is Allah SWT angry with me? For throwing away my own flesh and blood? Is this a punishment for me?" Instead of answering a question from Mom, now I ask her a question back.

"What are you saying, Shin? What was? Please explain to Mother, how is your grandchild?" ask Mom again.

"Mom, Andini suffered from early-stage blood cancer, most likely the healing will be faster. But ..." I am also very hard to say.

"But what is Shin? Explain to us in detail, not in half! So that scared us," said Mother, with a pleading face.

I took a deep breath, then continued my story.

"But Andini had to do spinal cord transplant surgery, ma'am. So that the healing doesn't take long, and I'll check my marrow first. Let's hope our marrow matches," I said expectantly.

"What! The operation? What if your marrow doesn't match? Where should we find donors? Can you come check on Mom's marrow?" mother asked, now her tears flowed rapidly.

"No Mom, I can't do that! Because your age is not eligible to be a donor. May my marrow be suitable for my daughter" I said with confidence.

"But what if it doesn't fit, Shin? Where should we find the donor?" Ask Mom, who now holds my hand.

The atmosphere was silent too.

"Mother so remembered the words spoken by Andini again, before she asked permission to work in the city," said Mother who laughed 3 weeks ago.

"What did you say to Mom?" Ask me with curiosity.

"Before she asked Mom for permission, she once said that she wanted you to hug and kiss her even if it was just once. Because it was her simple wish all along, when she found out that you hated her so much. In fact, he also often asked Mom, why do you hate and hate him every day," said Mother who looked straight ahead.

"What!'' My tears are flowing more than ever.

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