NOT A SUBSTITUTE LOVE
Hospital

"Try to wake mam," according to her husband's request and the woman shook her son's hand but there was no response at all even the hand was weak as boneless.

"There is no response pa," of course he is getting smoother let alone no movement from his son.

"Let's go check on him" Dean checked his son's pulse and he glared because the pulse was weak and they only realized Farah's pale face was like an undead.

"Astaghfirullah pa, Farah," Vya hysterically saw the state of her son who was so pale and weak lying on the bed.

Of course he could not stem his cries and regretted not seeing his son since then and assumed his son was fine in the room.

"Take her straight to pa's hospital," Vya historically saw her unconscious son.

Dean just carried his son and out of the room.

Arrived in Farah's car in the back seat with Mama Vya as a head pillow and Dean who drove the car.

"Be careful, pa" Dean's concentration is divided between worrying about his son and the safety of the three of them.

He did not expect his son to be unconscious but they did not know.

He as a parent feels failed to keep and make sure his child is fine, even though he already knows if his child is sick but does not dare to tell his wife, afraid to be a thought.

Arrive at the hospital...

"Doctor help my son," Vya called the doctor who was seen or passed by.

Immediately the nurse took the gurney and brought the pale Farah into the examination room.

Outside the room the middle-aged couple worried about his son's condition and also prayed that everything would be fine let alone remembering Farah to unconsciousness.

"Pray mam may be a good brother," Vya did not stop pacing back and forth in front of the room and hope his son is nothing to worry about considering he did not know his son was sick.

Not long the door of the room opened...

"How's our son doing, Doc?" The impatient Vya immediately asked as the doctor exited the room.

"The condition of the patient is getting lower and we have to do kidney transplant surgery immediately" explained the doctor after conducting a series of examinations.

"A_what, a kidney transplant?" Vya smothers her mouth in disbelief if her child has the disease, but everyday she sees her child is fine, but who would have thought.

"Then excuse me for getting everything ready and contacting the person who will be donating his kidney, excuse me," Vya was still frozen in place.

Then, look at her husband.

"Pa, our son," Vya's eyes are already glazed over and ready to spill her clear liquid.

Dean helps Vya sit down to calm his wife who gets the shocking news.

"What kind of mother do I not know my own child is sick?" Vya wronged herself for what happened to her son.

Vya feels like a useless parent, a child who has been living with her for a month longer but does not know if her child is sick.

He who is not attentive or his son who is too smart to hide everything until he thinks his son is fine.