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Mega red began to decorate the sky of Jakarta. Some people choose to pull over to the corners of the mosque just chanting a prayer to complain to the creator.
Ana, the woman was still faithful in her seat. Nine hours passed, but the operation of the son never met the end point. It made the woman start to suffer from anxiety.
Is it really all this time the operation that must be passed by the son just to achieve the word healed?
Then how many wounds sayat*n should Mallfin receive? His body is still small. It was not appropriate for the boy to feel even deeper pain.
"Let the servant be, O Allah. Put all that pain on my servant. Don't be a servant's son."
"Mommy mamam dullu?"
The little girl offered her dinner to her mommy. Apparently Maurin was eating the dinner that Ana bought from the hospital canteen.
Ana shakes. "No dear. Just maurin." Ana's not tasteful. From the morning, he even only swallowed a few spoons of rice just to prop up the stomach.
"Mamam na bannak sheukalli. Later if Mollin mamam na banak-banak, later Mollin so endut, Tullush Apin words Mollin shepeulti fish buntall. Mollin eundak wants myh..." The little girl started to whine. Forcing Ana to shift her mind for a moment to the princess who was insecure.
"It's okay, baby. Later if Maurin becomes fat, Maurin will be even more adorable. There will be a lot of aunty sisters who like Maurin."
Make that smile.
"Mollin wants to end myh, biall onty shutell shama onty dotell kashih tokullat Mollin kids. Hihah... Biall aja Apin Mollin. The important Mollin puna tokullat children, Ehehehe... ."
The little girl went back to eating her food. While Ana, the woman stared blankly at the room in front of her.
Nine hours of waiting. His physique was getting tired. Even his inner self was not careless, Ana was tired of holding all the anxiety that was sticking up every second.
Until the door of the room finally opened, featuring a number of doctors who now came out with faces full of fatigue.
"How is my son's condition doctor? Is everything okay? My son-is he safe?"
Even Ana was pessimistic if the son would survive. The dream, really felt real and made Ana so desperate.
"Operation successfully performed. After this, your son will be transferred to the ICU room for surveillance for the next two days."
The breath of relief was blowing, the tears full of tears were shed, indicating that now the anxiety evaporates along with all the fears that have been frozen.
"Thank you doctor. Thanks."
Happy felt. Make Ana suddenly hugged the princess who was still busy chewing her food.
Maurin who was surprised was suddenly staring at the mommy full of question marks.
"Mommy shayang keunnapa? Kennapa mommy pulluk-pulluk Mollin?"
In that sobs, the woman developed a smile full of relief.
"Mallfin-Mallfin will be cured soon. Mallfin whiz we-Malfin cured dear." Those tears were falling down. Ana was truly grateful that God, with all His power, had given her a second chance to be with her son.
Maurin who was very enthusiastic was immediately standing with his distended stomach.
"Mommy shius Apin is pottery?" His eyeballs sparkled. A big smile was even now on his lips.
"Yes dear."
"Yeayy. Apin pottery Apin. Later on Abish Apin tembuh later peullgi pashall mallam shama-shama ya myh, hihihi... ."
Even in that novelty, the little girl is still looking for her own benefits.
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Annyeong Chingu
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