
The sound of such a hasty step was heard tracing through the hospital hallway which was currently quite crowded, there were many visitors and nurses passing by.
"Where's Wi?" ask Ahmad while still stepping.
Wiwi ran to balance her steps with her teacher.
"Wiwi doesn't know either, sir."
"Try asking at the service!" weva.
"Why don't we ask first, yes we just enter, if like this, we are even confused ourselves," said Laila.
"Well, have you asked the place of service whose patient is named Brilyan! Ask where the room is!" pinta pak Ahmad made Laila, Weva and Ken step away.
"I go with you, sir, yes" said Wiwi, who pointed his index finger.
Mr. Ahmad nodded then stepped back followed by Mr. Walio and Wiwi. He occasionally turned to look at the nursery trying to find Brilyan.
Mr. Ahmad who was still running across several rooms until his steps stopped when the voice of conversation that was quite familiar with the tone of his voice was heard. He fell silent, bringing his ears closer to the surface of the door trying to hear a voice from within.
Johan let out a long sigh after hearing the explanation from the doctor who had dealt with Brilyan. Fortunately, the boy did not die, but his son's life was still in danger.
"So how, doctor?"
"As I said earlier that Brilyan was bleeding quite a lot and he was losing a lot of blood."
"It's a good thing that the sharp object did not break the large vein so his life can still be saved but still if you are late to take him to the hospital maybe his life will not be helped."
"And one more thing after we did the examination, we found out there's a tumor in the brain part of Brilyan."
"What's? A tu-tumor?" asked Johan not to think.
Both eyes of Ahmad rounded. He closed his lips which were completely shocked. The smartest student in the school had a tumor in his brain.
"Well, tumor."
"But this is not possible for doctors. I always met Brilyan's needs by eating healthy foods so there can't be a tumor in my son's brain. This doctor don't mess with me!" Show it as threatening.
"Healthy food is not enough, sir. But these brain tumors can be caused from anything like a head injury. Maybe Brilyan's been in a fall or accident?"
"No doctor, Brilyan never even fell."
"Sometimes too often can also cause the immune system to be disrupted so that when there is a disease that attacks his body immediately attacked. Does Brilyan like to stay up late?"
There was no answer from Johan. He was silent as a statue. He admitted that he always punished his son by telling him to study for 24 hours without stopping.
"Stress level, stress level can also. High levels of stress can trigger mutations in brain cells and lead to the formation of tumors. Has Brilyan been under constant stress?"
Johan's down. He did not dare to look at the doctor who was now staring at him, waiting for an answer from him.
"Is Brilyan stressed?"
"Em, I don't know either."
"Did Brilyan ever complain to you?"
Johan was silent for a moment. His son rarely spoke to him.
"Stress?"
Johan laughed a little.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't feel like my son is as stressed as the doctor says."
The white-clothed doctor nodded and then spoke again.
"Can you please tell me how your son's life is?!"
"Maybe, my son, Brilyan Pratama is the most accomplished child in school. He always gets a champion one every race."
"He was always the class champion in school, he was also an expert from all fields. Brilyan is good at physics, mathematics, chemistry and much more"
"Did he like that?" cut the doctor makes Johan quiet.
"Did Brilyan learn and master all these sciences of his own accord?"
"Did he not feel depressed?"
"Pressure?" Johan smiled cynically. "Learning is not a pressure"
"Who said it?" cut it.
"Learning something you don't like is a burden to a child."
Johan took a long breath. Now he is uncomfortable with the words of the doctor. What this doctor might say is true. Has Brilyan been depressed all this time?
"Well, I'm sorry sir if I talk too much but it's pretty serious. You need to quickly find a blood donor for Brilyan."
"Donor blood?"
"Yes sir. After we did a blood test we found out that Brilyan's brother's blood type is AB blood type."
"This blood is quite rare and fortunately there is a stock of four blood bags in this hospital but it is not enough for Brilyan."
"We still need five blood bags. We beg you to donate your blood to Brilyan."
Johan smiled. He nodded and then got up from the chair.
"I'll excuse you then."
Johan stepped towards the door, opening the door making both his eyes rounded, shocked as someone instantly pulled the collar of the suit and pushed it against the wall violently making Johan grimace in pain.
Johan did not expect after seeing who he was dealing with.
"Ahmad?"
Mr. Ahmad's lips shook with his anger which was so blazing unbearably.
Bruack!!!
Johan slammed onto the floor when Ahmad slammed a punch in his face. The people who saw this were so shocked. They were all silent, no one dared to move in the slightest to traverse the two.
"Braud you!" shouted mr. Ahmad.
Johan plumped his bloody lips, he had not seen the blood on his fingers Ahmad again grabbed the collar of Johan's suit and forced him to rise.
"What are you doing?" johan asked with a confused look.
"You ask? Huh uh?"
Johan's breath was held in his chest as Ahmad pushed his chest hard against the surface of the wall. Those sharp eyes really showed the other side of the man who had always been sweet to Ken.
The white-clothed security man ran up to Mr Ahmad and pulled him to try to separate the two after one of the nurses complained to the guard team.
"Don't interfere! This is my business with him!" shouted mr. Ahmad.
"But this is a hospital."
Mr. Ahmad ignored what the security said. His eyes were still staring at Johan.
"Basic b*you son of a bitch!" shouted Ahmad who stressed Johan's chest.
"I didn't give my son to you to torture!!!" yelled Ahmad who blared in the corridor of the hospital.
Johan pushed the body of Mr. Ahmad made the hard grip was released. Johan touched his painful chest, taking a deep breath trying to regulate his breathing.
"I didn't torture my own son."
"So what you say Johan! Brilyan is my son. I gave my son that because I had to."
Johan laughed cynically.
"Have you forgotten everything? You wouldn't have kids if it wasn't for my help giving you money so your wife could join the baby tube program."
"I financed your wife's funds and necessities while in Singapore."
17 Years ago...
Laila smilingly stared at her protruding stomach was being trimmed USG tools while the Indonesian doctor was seen occasionally staring at the computer screen.
Laila smilingly looked at her husband who was clutching his fingers gently. Today Laila felt very tense, she was very curious how the condition of the fetus in her womb.
"It looks like a fetus conceived by Laila's mother is twins."
"Twin?" asked Laila who was so unexpected.
Laila smiled. She looked at her husband who was smiling happily. So many obstacles he faced to get a child and this time God gave him twins.
2 Months Later...
The busyness is clearly illustrated in the operating room surrounded by trusted experts. Today was a caesarean operation on Laila.
Mr. Ahmad clasped Laila's hand fingers tightly, occasionally tucking his wife's forehead trying to give him encouragement.
One of the doctors stepped closer to Ahmad and whispered something into his ear.
"I'll go first, yeah."
"Where?"
"Just for a minute."
Mr. Ahmad stroked Laila's hair and stepped towards the table. His eyes looked at the two twins before him. Two handsome-looking heroes were crying with the typical cry of a newborn.
On one side of his happiness he also had to think about his promise to the rich man. He looked at the two babies in turn. Which baby will he give to the rich man.
It did not take long he had to decide to make her hold a baby who was smaller than her twins.
He stepped his feet intending to deliver this baby but the step was held back making Mr. Ahmad take the baby to his wife. He wanted his wife to see this baby before he gave it to the rich man.
Laila smiled welcoming the baby into her arms. Stroking those delicate cheeks while crying. She finally had a child like what she had hoped for.
"Pa, where's our other baby?"
"Sa-one more?"
"Yes, aren't we twins?"
Ahmad kissed his wife's forehead. To be honest, this is an apology to his wife.
"No, hon. The doctor saw it wrong. We only have one child, not twins."
Laila's smile gradually vanished from her lips. I wish I could have twins.
An hour later...
A step that was forced to step out of the hospital. Both glances of his eyes looked sadly at the figure of the rich man who was already waiting in front of his luxurious car.
Johan took off his glasses. He smiled happily at the baby in Ahmad's arms.
"I want to keep my promise, sir."
Johan answered nothing. He grabbed the baby from Ahmad's arms and stepped into the car that had been opened by his personal driver.
"Master! Can I meet my son later?"
Johan stared unhappily.
"You think I'll allow you to do that? You can't even look at it."
Mr. Ahmad took a sip of his salivation.
"Master! Please take good care of her!"
The car's glass door was closed making Mr. Ahmad unable to see the figure of Johan with the baby. The car drove away leaving the figure of Mr. Ahmad who stared at the departure of the car.
Mr. Ahmad looked up into the sky. Hope Laila isn't angry after knowing this.
...****...
Johan smiled cynically.
"Why are you quiet?"
"'Do you remember everything?"
Mr. Ahmad is silent now. He doesn't know what to answer.
"If it wasn't me then you wouldn't have children either."
"You should be grateful for my upbringing, Brilyan became the child who achieves the way he is now "
"Everyone knows my name because of Brilyan's intelligence and now look with your son!"
"Is your son also proud of you like what Brilyan has done?"
"Huh?"
"No, right? Your son doesn't have the slightest achievement you can be proud of."
"Stop!" shouted mr. Ahmad.
Mr. Ahmad stepped forward intending to approach Johan however, his breath and steps were stifled after a glance he saw someone who was staring at him for some time.
He looked back at the figure of Laila and Ken who seemed to be standing while looking at him.
Did they hear everything?