WAIT FOR ME AT THE DOOR OF HEAVEN
TAPS. Section 15. Hope empty
"Life is a great road with many signs. So, when you go through a routine, do not complicate your mind. Run away regardless of hatred, evil, and jealousy. Don't bury your mind, make your vision a reality. Get up and live."
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Not long after that slowly - the land of your eyes was open.
"Mother, our son is all right?" joseph asked in a soft voice but still clearly in my ear.
"Yes, well our son is fine." I answered incessantly - endlessly smiling happily.
"Dad don't talk much first, and don't move a lot first mother wants to go out for a while to call the doctor to check on father. Ok?" I said, as I passed away.
Not long after, the doctor and nurse came to check on you.
"Sorry mom please wait outside!" the nurse said then, disappearing behind the door of your treatment room.
I sat in the waiting chair with a tense face and an uneasy feeling. Then I stood up and walked back and forth in front of your door. While waiting, the doctor came out incessantly - he stopped me praying that all was well - fine.
Shortly after, the doctor came out. I immediately confronted him with millions of questions that are now dancing in my head.
"So, how's my husband doing?" ask me.
"Look Mom, the state of the mother's husband for now cannot be said to be past a critical period. What's more is now the spread is very fast even has reached the lungs, and we will move the HCU space to facilitate supervision, and let us do radiation to slow its spread," the doctor explained at length.
" Patiently yes, Mom we will do our best for your husband, and soon we will move his HCU room please come in if you want to see him first." the doctor said as he passed away. I went straight into your room and walked closer to the edge of your bed. Then said, "Yes strong father, I must hold on to mother for our future son" I said while peeping at Joseph's forehead. Now you have been moved to the HCU room but, suddenly you complain of chest pain and shortness of breath. Finally the nurse installs a monitor and a reliever injection. I whispered something to you before you went to sleep,
"Sleep baby so it doesn't hurt her,
Then you ask, "Bun, you're strong, right?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the father who was never honest with you and didn't tell you that you were stage four" I said screaming in my heart.
I think with you do not know, you will think more positively to heal. But I was actually wrong.
An hour later,
Suddenly you woke up and then shocked, I asked, "Dad why?"
But you're just a whimper - a head bobble as the answer.
I also told you to be a guest
"Astaghfiullah!"
Suddenly you are claustrophobic with empty eyes ignoring my words and smiling sweetly. Then the monitor goes off, the breath goes down, the pulse goes up drastically, the doctors all prepare to the ICU.
At that time I also again whispered the words - said your ketelinga. "Strong Dad is strong, he said
I want to hang on for Mother and make our future child."
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