The Fall of Talak 3
Bad News

It's been a week since Yoga left Zhezha. However, there was no news he left behind. 

Zhe zha cut the vegetables of his mind somewhere at that time, so he unconsciously cut his own finger. 

" Okay, " said Zhe zha when he saw the blood coming out of the carrot that he was about to cut. He felt sad when he saw his blood flowing.

Zhezha headed for the sink then cleaned her hands. I don't know why the feeling is so bad. 

' Why am I worried, but to whom? ' inner Zhe zha. 

Zhe zha again daydreams about his relationship with Yoga at this time. Sometimes it feels like he can not continue to be in this house, he seems ignored and considered nothing at all, even Zhe so heavy to use the monthly money given Yoga for him. 

Zhezha stared straight ahead blankly. Like there is nothing more to defend from their relationship, Yoga really doesn't want it. 

" Do I have to stay in this place, I feel ashamed of myself continue to hope in people who are not willing to accept me, " said Zhezha as she wiped her tears. 

Call in suddenly disperse Zhe zha's daydream, he just wiped the remaining blood dripping then walked to the dining table and approached the phone that was still ringing. 

Suddenly, Zhezha's heart skipped a beat, when he saw the number on his smartphone screen. 

" Hello Assalamualaikum, " hello Zhezha. 

" Waalaikumsalam, Zhe. "saw a voice across the phone with an anxious tone that came to Zhezha's ears. 

" Zhe, mother is now on her way to Nak town, "said a voice across the phone

" What's wrong, Mom? " ask Zhezha who is worried. 

" Dad had shortness of breath Zhe, and said his lung cancer cell doctor was back active, " said Meli in a sad tone. 

" Cancer mom? " ask Zhezha lirih. 

" Yes Zhezha, he said he had to be operated on again immediately so that the cancer did not spread, "he added. 

Zhezha was silent for a while, just getting the ordeal of being sentenced to death by her husband, now Zhezha also gets bad news because of his father's relapsing illness. 

His father's illness is not an indiscriminate disease, because the disease is the family treasure Zhezha exhausted little by little, even before marriage to Yoga, Zhezha is the backbone of his family. 

" Yes Ma'am, which hospital did you refer to? " ask Zhezha while wiping away her tears again. 

" Zhe downtown hospital, you just wait there, right now the mother is on her way by ambulance. ".

" Well then, Zhezha just wait here yeah, " said Zhezha then put the phone back. 

Zhezha put down the phone and then covered his face with both palms, he came back crying. 

Zhezha felt this ordeal was so severe, when his father was sick, it would certainly cost a lot, while he was no longer working. Even now he himself depends on a husband who does not want it anymore.He can not expect Yoga, because Yoga can just divorce him at any time. 

" Oh my God, I have to how to deal with all this, hiks " said Zhezha in a soft tone while crying.

Zhezha wept bitterly in her confusion and solitude. 

After her tears dried up and there was nothing else she could cry, she prepared to go to the hospital. 

Actually he himself has a car that bought Yoga for him, only he does not want to use it. In addition to not being able to use the car, Zhezha is also reluctant to use luxury items owned by Yoga, because he feels unworthy to have it all. 

Zhezha booked a taxi online that Lilis had taught her. A few moments waiting in the lobby an invitation car approached him. 

Half an hour later Zhezha arrived, waiting for the ambulance to take her father. 

Ten minutes waiting for the ambulance to arrive, they immediately took Mr. Yanto to the lobby of the ER room to conduct an initial examination. 

Brankar Pak Yanto was pushed and out of the ambulance to the bulkhead room in the ER room.

Zhezha is saddened to see his father who now lives bone covered in skin. His face was so pale with dry lips. He hasn't left their home in two weeks. 

" Mom, why did you get to this? " ask Zhezha while rubbing Mr. Yanto's head. 

" Astagfirullah, why don't you tell Zhezha ma'am? " ask Zhezha with some regret. 

" Mom just doesn't want to disturb your happiness and Yoga, Zhe. You must be happy and enjoying your honeymoon, so I think it's better not to tell you. I also think the father's disease because he was exhausted, '" said Meli. 

Zhezha again bowed sadly, everyone thought he was happy to enjoy their honeymoon, but reality was completely opposite. 

" he! Why do you daydream, " said Meli while patting her daughter's shoulder. 

" Ah no kok Bu, " said Zhezha while shaking his head. 

A doctor came to check on Mr. Yanto, while two nurses put an infusion on Mr. Yanto's arm. 

" In the meantime the patient will be observed yes ma'am, maybe tomorrow new surgery, now just prepare the costs needed for surgery," said the foreman. 

" Out again? "murmured Zhezha while glancing towards Meli. 

" Yes Zhe, I have to have an operation, things will get worse, I told you on the phone" Meli said

Zhezha fell back and daydreamed again. 

" Zhe, you have money right? , for your father's operation? " ask Meli. 

" Ehm no Ma'am" said Zhezha lirih, but he himself had no personal money other than that given Yoga for his needs for a month. 

" Yes Ma'am, Zhezha went to the cashier first to ask how much the operation cost. "

***

Zhezha headed to the cashier to register and request an estimate of his father's operating expenses. 

With a long stride he walked towards the registration section of the patient. There was so much that he thought back then, that he had unknowingly passed through the registration section. 

" Astagfirullah, why so late, "his murmur.He turned back and then headed to the registration section. 

Arriving at the registration, Zhezha submitted a referral letter from the previous hospital. 

" How much is the operation? " ask Zhezha. 

" For the operation alone it costs thirty million Mbak, not including drugs and rooms" said the officer. 

" Thirty million for surgery only, if added medicine and what room mbak? " ask Zhezha while swallowing her saliva. Suddenly my throat was dry. 

" Approximately 35 million to forty million Mba. "

"Fourty million? '' muttered Zhezha, as soon as his knees trembled. 

' I want to find money where the money of forty million, want to ask for the same Yoga is not possible, at this time I am ashamed to use the money given mas Yoga.' Inner Zhezha.

Zhezha stepped up slowly while thinking about how to earn money in a quick way for her father's operation. 

Zhezha thought about what goods he could sell, their home certificates had been compromised, as well as their gardens that had been sold and no longer produced oil palm because the garden had never been taken care of. 

" O God, where am I going to find that much money? " summing again. 

Zhezha sat down to calm his mind, looking at the sheet of paper given by the cashier. When he saw the paper, he accidentally saw two rings on two fingers. 

" Did I pawn this diamond ring ? " he muttered while observing the ring. 

'But if it's a pawn, I can't make it up to you. So I sell it anyway, I've never seen a Yoga mas wearing our engagement ring and wedding ring. For what I keep if only for a memory, I better use it for more useful things.' inner Zhezha

Zhezha got up from her seat, then walked away from the spot. 

By selling these rings, one problem can be solved. 

Connect with the gangs first.