The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 18: Alamanda (flashback)

Still Seroja PoV

The sound of the gurney wheels clashing with the floor broke the silence of one of the hospitals this morning. The safe above which lay the figure of the little girl filled with blood was pushed by several nurses entering the ER room, certainly to get first aid. And I, I could accompany the pace of the gurney to deliver it to a place that had been prepared.

"Dok, help! Please save my sister Doc. Please save!"

I raved in front of the male doctor with the name tag dr. This Fakhri, as if demanding that he could save my sister. I don't know what I'm feeling right now, when I remember the fresh blood flowing all over Alamanda, I was pessimistic if. I believe that God would be kind enough to save my brother.

I saw the doctor named Fakhri reviewing a little smile, as if transferring a positive suggestion to strengthen me.

"The calm mother. Pray a lot, may Allah save your brother. Now let me check on your sister's circumstances."

"I'm going to save my brother Doc. I beg!"

With a clear face I still force this doctor named Fakhri to save Alamanda. But again, the young doctor again reviewed his smile. "I as a doctor can only strive to do my best, Ma'am. As for the end result, all is the absolute right of God. Therefore, it is good that at this time Maak continues to pray to knock on the doors of the sky so that God grants all the prayers that Mpak skykan."

Oh my God... I who never raised my hand to ask my Lord, now the doctor asked me to pray? Is God still willing to listen and grant the prayers of people like me?

But in the end I only nodded faintly as a sign of agreeing with what this young docer said. "B-good Doctor!"

"Yes, Ma'am please wait here, let me and the team check on your brother's condition."

The shadow of Doctor Fakhri's body began to disappear behind the ER room door. As for me, I was still standing glued in front of this room.

Time feels slow turning. Every second that I went through seemed reluctant to roll, which made me even more shackled in this anxiety. I could only see Alamanda's body from behind the glass door in this room.

A glass that acts as a barrier to life that further distanced me from my sister's world. I saw Doctor Fakhri assisted by some nurses who put on a face full of tension began to check the state of my sister. And that look of the face that leaves more and more a bitter taste in my chest. Can Alamanda be helped?

I turn around, I lay my body against the wall of this ER room. With a million burdens that felt so heavy, I tried to find something I could back up. Who else can I make a backrest in bearing this pain if not the sturdy walls of the room that can support my body to stay standing even though it feels so heavy this burden.

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"How's my sister doing Doc? D-he's okay isn't he?"

My previous body slumped in front of the ER room, instantly rising from its position. I wiped the remains of tears still rushing down my cheeks, and I scooped the air deeply to strengthen myself to accept what Doctor Fakhri would say.

Doctor Fakhri commented on the smile even though it seemed forced. I saw the young doctor also sighing deeply and he exhaled slowly.

My forehead is a little bit shriveled. From the words thrown by doctor Fakhri, such as giving a signal that Alamanda experienced one bad thing.

"S-what's that Doc?"

Doctor Fakhri again smiled wryly and sighed deeply. "I hope you are patient. Right now, my brother is permanently blind!"

The words of doctor Fakhri successfully make this eye wide and perfectly round. My lips opened wide and I covered with my palm, my bones as if they had slipped out of place and made him weak without energy. Tears that I had previously wiped, now without permission began to drip back one by one when I heard the word 'permanent blindness' delivered by this young doctor.

My body trembled violently, the breath sounding so hunting like a rumbling rumble raging within the chest. This wave of pain hit again, and made this body crash at the bottom of the deepest wound trough.

"W-How could my sister experience that Doc?"

Doctor Fakhri begins his exposure. "So this is it, Ma'am. Injury to the eye, can indeed lead to blindness, depending on which part of the eye is injured and how heavy the injury occurs."

"So this injury suffered by my brother includes a heavy injury Doc?"

Doctor Fakhri smiled as he nodded. "As a result of a car glass fragment that hit the eyes of Mbak's sister, making him experience this blindness. The glass fragments have hit the most vital parts of the eye, the cornea, retina, and even the nerves of the eyes of the younger brother of Mbak are also affected, making the three important components severely damaged."

Again, a lump of flesh in my body was like being stabbed by an invisible knife. Back drain the blood of wounds that flow every blood flow. And don't ask anymore, these tears escaped without excuse. "Is that so bad Doc?"

Doctor Fakhri nodded. "That's how she is."

"Is there no way for my sister to be able to look back? Maybe with therapy? Some medicine? Or what?"

In between the bitterness I felt, I still questioned an opportunity for Alamanda to look back. But again the doctor Fakhri just shook his head. "The medicine I will prescribe is only as a painkiller Ma'am, and prevents infection from the eyes of Mbak's injured sister. As for being able to look back, it will only happen if your sister gets an eye donor."

I'm back flabbergasted. "W-what? Eye donation?"

"Yes Ma'am, the new brother will be able to see back if someone donates his eyes!"

O Lord ... Why did You give this suffering to my sister? The little girl who tried to save me? Change my brother's situation with my life God... Just change my life.

My body felt weaker and weaker. The head suddenly felt so dizzy and heavy. I rotated my two eyeballs to look around. Slowly, these eyes were unable to pick up any bright light signals from around. It's dark, dark, and it's getting darker. My body staggered and I didn't know what I was going through next.

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Talk doctor Fakhri so remember with doctor Firman yes. hihihihi still anyone remember with doctor Word? ☺☺