The Colorful Work World
Chapter 97 The Father is Sick

Still in yasinan time 7 daily mbah kakung. Every night I finished performing Isya prayers. Go to the place of the deceased to join the yasinan prayer. Praying goes well even though the second day and so on visitors are still crowded as usual. At first I felt that there would be no more problems than taking care of this study.

Because of the consequences of doing this activity, my sleep hours are a little disturbed. Especially with cigarette smoke that makes me more uncomfortable when teaching. Fortunately I wear a mask for health protocols, so cigarette smoke is not too smelled. I hate cigarettes so much, which is why I have never smoked them until now.

This happens because when I was a child maybe I had a trauma crammed my friend cigarettes so that in the subconscious, I do not want to re-suck the object. I don't know what happened to my old SD friend who stuffed me with cigarettes. 

Cigarettes also cause some health problems, at least that's what many journals say. Although smokers have thousands of reasons to keep consuming objects that contain nicotine. 

Still more absolute yes smoking it drains the bag. That's more irrefutable! Especially for those of you who for income and expenses are already fit

Health problems became quite personal for me especially because of smoking too much.

After doing yasinan, I returned to doing my activities such as playing until a little late at night. Before going to bed, I had a drink of water first and saw that my father was sleeping in the living room chair. Indeed, the father's breathing has been somewhat problematic so that if you sleep in a supine position, the breathing is often tight.

Seeing nothing strange, I went back to the room and started sleeping for the night.

*Krieing..kriiing..cn*

At dawn, my phone rang. Looks like someone's trying to contact me. 

‘Tumben is calling, what time is it?.... Wow, it's still five o'clock when you call?’ I said in my heart because I was still half asleep and had wondered why the mother who was usually home contacted me by phone.

“Assalamualaikum”

“walaikumsalam. Ray's son is awake? in the morning please buy some food and bring some drinks. Papah this morning dropped down now again in the hospital.”

Since I still haven't done collecting lives, I asked mom “Whose father?”

“Bapak you are! whose father is again!”

I heard my mother's voice saying that my father was sick. I jumped out of bed and checked who was at home. I checked that Mom and Dad were not home. The car is no longer there either. My mom and dad are in the hospital.

“Sisters, let's get up. Doain papa let it heal quickly.”

After getting instructions to buy some goods, I woke up all my sisters to pray while praying for the healing of the father. At this point, I don't know what caused the drop. But from the information that the mother gave, it seems like the father is difficult to breathe so that his lungs are tight. I don't know what his condition is now.

I made sure the sisters were awake, then I immediately got ready and went to the hospital alone. Because the other brothers had to look after the house. On the way, I stopped by somewhere to buy some rice.

“Buy how many rice decks uduknya.”

“three bu yes. Lauk wear same fried egg”

When I got to the hospital, I tried to contact my mother again.

“Halo, where is mom again? I've reached this hospital?”

“In the ER Ray section, just enter and continue later to the left.”

My current position is already in the hospital parking lot for motorcycles. Because the parking lot of motorbikes and cars are separated in this hospital. The hospital I visited was one of the SOE hospitals that my family used frequently. Mbah also before being taken to Bogor in care here. 

After asking the security guard, I finally found out where the ER room was. I moved my foot from the parking lot to the place. Not too far away, at least only 3-5 minutes. When I got to the ER, I washed my hands with a hand sanitizer.

Before the pandemic, there was usually no hand-washing near the entrance. Now it seems to be an obligation for every public place there is a hand wash or hand sanitizer at the entrance. I finally found my father and mother in the waiting room of the ER. Aunt Yeni is also here to check on the father. Tante Yeni is a doctor so he is the right person to ask questions about the condition of the father. It just so happens that he is still here to follow Yasinan Mbah. 

“Finally came too, already brought the rice Ray?”

“Already, this is the cupboard, want to put where?” I asked because I was confused about where to put food next door. 

Mom pointed at the table then I put all the stuff I brought there. Then I saw the condition of the father who was still limp in the hospital waiting room bed. This room contains two mattresses and is only occupied by my father for now. I asked the father's condition while holding his limp hand.

“So this is Ray, like your father is tired of teaching. Then due to smoking too much, so it affects his lungs”

The detailed explanation is longer than that. But the point that I caught was due to fatigue and mostly smoking, the condition of the father became like this. Indeed, from before this incident the father has often taken a lot of drugs and insulin injections. Then due to the events of these few days, maybe the father's body is not strong and eventually drop. 

After I finished taking care of the treatment, I left the room to enjoy the breakfast I had bought. Because it is not good to eat there, it is better to eat outside to get fresh air. Breakfast this time I was with Aunt Yeni and also my mother. Alternately they had breakfast while looking after the father.

Underarm eating, I also had time to see the mother talking to prospective ER patients who were rejected. When I asked further, it turned out that he was rejected just because the patient's condition was not too severe. I don't know what the details are but from what I caught, the problem is in the stomach. Difficulty defecating so that his stomach is in pain but he can not remove it. 

Eating also becomes afraid because later he was afraid he could not get out. This happens due to a messy diet. It could also be due to stress. Indeed, from what I read, the source of most diseases is stress. That is why we need to do fun activities and avoid activities that can cause many negative thoughts. 

After breakfast, I asked if there was anything else I could help. But said mother and aunt Yeni, now I go home first, it will be new noon if you need anything. Will be contacted later. Hearing that, I say goodbye to my mother, aunt Yeni, then also with my father. Then I went back home.

“Where are the circumstances of papah?” Ask Arip and Yana

“Alhamdulilah, now the hell mendingan. Said he was being treated for his breath tightness.”

I explained the details of the cause of the sick as much as I remembered. After I finished explaining, I added that later maybe after this, there will be more who have to go there to deliver other lodging needs. But for the next, it was Arip and Yana's turn to prepare.

While I continue to rest because this morning has done many things. I hope you heal quickly. Because even though we were not so familiar, there could be no child who could see his father in such a weak and sick condition. Get well soon, my great and mighty father, Aamiin. 

*connect*