
Dhea moved restlessly in her sleep. His body was slightly sweating even though this room was cold. Dhea felt that someone was gently sipping her forehead. That person's hand felt warm on his cold forehead. Dhea felt very comfortable, it felt like she wanted to always be touched like this.
She thought, what if she had parents, would her mother wipe her forehead like this if she was sick?
Will his father be with him when he gets hurt?
Does he have a sister who will take care of him?
Does she have a sister who loves her?
Relax, honey .. There's a mama here.
Dhea imagined her mother would say that. He wants to hear that voice. He even felt someone whispering in his ear.
And slowly the girl calmed down.
People immediately turned away from Dhea when the girl looked like she was about to wake up. Dhea's eyes slowly opened, she looked at the back of someone who was about to leave her. Dhea closed her eyes again. The sleepiness continues to sharpen itself. Looks like he wants to wholesale on. Again and again.
Dr. Bram is currently in his office. He checked the Dhea's results. Prayer requires intensive care with a reliable medical personnel.
He had already contacted his co-workers who were experts in their field, to help deal with Dhea. There was a feeling of guilt in him, as if he had pushed the girl into a pit of pain.
Doctor Bram closed his eyes. I don't know what he's feeling right now. Is that guilt? Is that regret?
But this one . I don't know.
He didn't know if he had done the right thing or not. Helping one life, but endangering another.
Dr. Bram was unaware that his wife had entered his office. She saw her husband who didn't look okay. In her hands was the results of the health report, which Bianca guessed was Dhea's health report.
"Everything's gonna be okay, honey." Bianca rubbed her husband's back, telling Bram that there was his wife next to her.
"Are you thinking of Dhea?"
"really. You're not mad, are you, if I'm busy taking care of Dhea?"
Bianca laughed softly.
"Of course not. After all, Dhea is your patient, she is also the one who has helped Fio and Vean. Also, she's the same age as our daughter. I can't imagine what it would be like for our son to be like Dhea."
As usual, Bianca could not prevent her tears from coming out when she remembered her daughter.
It's not that he's not sincere, but still everything is heavy. For years he tried hard, but in fact it was very difficult. Which parents can lose their children, even before they can breastfeed their children. It just happened suddenly. For years, even today, Bianca still denied the reality. He was considered unable to accept destiny. That said like that is also not necessarily able to live what he feels.
Behind the door, Candra and Friska also felt sad. They now understand more and more what Bram and Candra feel. They almost lost Vean, if it were not for God sending Dhea as Vean's savior, maybe for a few years Friska would have filled the blood, for having lost her only child.