Nandithas
TRIAL (AGAIN) FOR MIRA
Is there anything more painful than seeing someone we love lying helplessly between life and death?
No matter how angry Mira is with Sapphira, she is still a child who expects her mommy affection.
No matter how much Mira hated Safira's behavior, in the corner of her heart, there remained the name of the woman, whom she secretly longed for.
Is she a wishy-washy girl? Hate for a moment to not want to meet again, but the next second he cried so sad so afraid of losing.
But that's how he feels. All his anger and hatred, immediately evaporated when he saw the condition of the mother who was helpless like this.
"Darling, everything will be fine ... Trust in Daddy. Mommy soon you'll realize, and you can see her." Entertain Gunadh who feels sorry, seeing Namira does not stop crying since he just arrived at the hospital.
"Yes Mira, look at your swollen eyes. Not beautiful will look at your mommy. Daddy thought you didn't take care of his son anymore," Nandita's tease tried to melt the atmosphere.
Mira smiled faintly, trying as much as possible to obey the words of the two adults who accompanied her.
Until about forty minutes they passed by waiting, then the medical team who handled Safira out of the room where the woman was.
"How's it going, doc?" Gunadh asked as a doctor approached him.
"At this time the patient's condition begins to stabilize, we just wait, hopefully getting better again in the future."
"Can I see my mommy, doc?" An impatient Namir, immediately joined his Daddy's conversation with the doctor.
"Please be patient, yes ... Later if it is possible to be found, surely we will allow it. For the time being, the patient should be strictly guarded against any outside shocks or disturbances." The doctor again.
Namira's face, which was originally sparkling with hope, is now again dimmed by the prohibition of doctors who deal with her mommy.
Her shoulders were squeezed, she was again sitting in the waiting room chair, right in front of the ICU room entrance.
Her crying broke again, without being able to hold her again.
Why is this the fate he must pass? Doesn't a merciful destiny give him happiness now?
Why is so expensive a touch of love from the figure who gave birth, he felt?
Nandita. No longer trying to persuade, just accompanying the young girl spilled her grief
Perhaps by crying, it can shed the tightness that shackles the chest of the young girl.
Time is creeping so slow for Mira. Seconds and seconds of waiting, it really tormented him. Until dusk turns night, the girl is still waiting to be allowed to enter to see the mommy.
"Darling, eat first ... You didn't eat anything." Persuade Nandita to worry.
Namira just shook her head. I don't know where the thirst and hunger went. It feels like Namira doesn't need anything for her stomach at the moment.
"Mira, eat first, son. Let Daddy talk to the doctor, let you in." Gunadh finally broke up.
"Because Dad? Did the doctor give you permission?"
"This is Daddy. You eat first, if you don't want to eat, Daddy won't talk to the doctor." Threatens Gunadh to the princess.
Finally, even though the food that entered his mouth was so difficult to swallow, Namira still forced herself to swallow all the food. To meet his mommy.
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Slowly the girl stepped closer to the patient's bed. Namira, who had been wearing special clothes provided by the doctor, tried to strengthen her heart as she got closer to the figure lying in front of her.
"Mom ...." Call her soft, touching the little fleshless hand.
"Mommy wakes up, it's Mira. Mommy quickly realized, I miss." His words were raucous, holding back tears.
Sapphira did not give any response, her eyes were still tightly closed.
Mira looked around. There were so many medical devices in the room, some of which were directly connected to her mommy's body.
"Mom ... What's mommy sick?" Ask the girl again, but still only medical tools that answer every question of the young girl. While Sapphira, as if comfortable in her sleep, did not give any reaction at all.
Time keeps turning. Seconds, minutes, hours, and days passed just like that. But Safira's condition remains the same. Namira never tired of visiting the woman who gave birth to him, every time he came home from school. Even his three best friends accompanied him several times in the hospital, giving support to the young girl.
"Daddy, I'll go straight to the hospital." When they were enjoying breakfast.
"Yes, but don't forget you also have to take care of your own health. Daddy doesn't want you to get sick from exhaustion."
"Yes Dad ... I'll take care of myself. Mmm Dad ...." Namira hangs his words, making the Daddy curious.
"Why?" Gunadh asked, stopping his rice bribe.
"Thank you, I'd like to pay for mommy's treatment. Thanks for letting me keep him." Mira said.
"Why do you have to talk like that? Don't over-think, Mira ... Now you go to school ... Careful." Sahut Gunadh, who had risen from his seat.
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a little more Guntha will be finished yes ....
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