
"How is my mother Doctor?" Pramana asked as she approached Doctor Gunawan who was standing in front of Linda's treatment room.
"Look at yourself..." The doctor said with a smile..
Pramana emboldens herself to enter Linda's treatment room. He found Linda still lying weak.
Approaching, then peeping the mother's forehead. Pramana sits in Linda's bedside chair. Holding the old hand that from childhood had taken care of him.
"Mom... I'm coming..."
Pramana rubbed her two eyes that began to look glass. He didn't want to look cute in his mother's eyes. Paying attention to Linda's body that is still stiff, as if it does not show what reaction from the touch.
"Mom... Mama should be healthy. The granddaughter I've been waiting for is now waiting for our mother at home. He's a baby boy, I named him Billy Aji Dewanto. It's almost two months old now."
Pramana stopped her speech. Her tears are dripping. The shadow will lose its mind. An old woman who can't meet her granddaughter.
I don't know why he sobbed, as if to pour all his heartbreak in front of Linda. The woman who conceived and raised him.
"Mothers... I'm very sad at the moment. On one side... My son has recovered. And on the other hand my most dear mother is lying here. Still lying weak."
He kissed Linda's hand many times. So that the hand felt the tears of his son who was very hopeful for his recovery.
"I'm sorry ma'am... Cause I haven't paid you much attention these few days. Maya and Billy's condition is very concerning. I found them in a state of chaos, at the time of the kidnapping. Luckily Billy went through that critical period. He's a strong kid like Maya."
Pramana took out a handkerchief from her jacket pocket. Wiping away tears that never stop flowing. The feeling of guilt towards Linda made him feel like an ungodly child.
"What did you say? Maya and your son were kidnapped?"
Suddenly Linda woke up and asked in a loud voice to Pramana.
Pramana was surprised not to think that Linda was fully healthy. He hugged the best woman in the world for him.
It was a few days ago, Linda came to her senses from her coma. He was given the best treatment. He had heard that Pramana suffered a disaster on her son from a nurse who changed his clothes.
Linda asks Doctor Gunawan not to tell Pramana about her current condition. With the aim of Pramana can be more focused on taking care of their children.
"Mom .. Mommy is conscious?" Tanya Pramana arrived in her arms.
"How's my grandson doing..? I've been worried about him ever since I found out he was critical." Ask Linda.
Linda did not answer Pramana's question, but asked back with an anxious face.
"They're fine ma'am. Now it's home."
"Doctor, I want to go home today... " Said Linda to Doctor Gunawan who saw the interaction between the two of them since earlier.
"By Madam. Your condition is better now. Please if you want to go home." Doctor Gunawan replied kindly.
"You heard Pram... Your mother can go home. Come hurry..." Take Linda to her son.
Pramana saw her mother who was very excited. He packed his own stuff. And stood in front of Pramana who was astonished to see his behavior.
"Mothers... You're so excited. Relax a little. Mom just recovered from the gunshot wound."
Pramana reminded Linda of her body condition.
"Have a quick go... There is Doctor Gunawan who will treat me. " replied Linda who is currently going out of her ward.
"Thank you Doctor for taking good care of me. Now I'm going to see my grandson..."
Linda greeted Doctor Gunawan with a very happy face. The shadow of playing with the granddaughter had already crossed his mind.
"Same as Madam Linda. That's my duty. And the lady must take good care of her diet. Take medication regularly. And don't lift anything heavy." Obviously Doctor Gunawan carefully.
"I understand..." Answer Linda. And immediately left her nursery.
"My doctor said goodbye. Thanks for all the hard work, Doctor..."
Pramana greets her and catches up with Linda quickly.
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