WHEN LOVE IS TESTED

WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
Fadli Sick 2


“Huaaaaa!!“ Fadli came back crying, I blinked, I got up immediately, and approached Fadli's sleeping box.


“Why son? Don't fuss, I can't see Fadli like this hum???” I fumbled his forehead.


“Fadli?? Why are you son?? You hot??” as soon as I panicked, Fadli suddenly had a high fever.


“Pak Anto!” I cried out in panic, intending to call Bi Lastri, but Bi Lastri had already left this afternoon.


“I yes ma'am? Why?“ Mr. Anto came rushing over, whispering his eyes. Maybe he was upset because he was sleeping.


“Pak Anto, prepare the car, Fadli fever, we're at the hospital!!” I screamed while holding Fadli.


“ Fadli why?” Anwar suddenly came, probably because he heard the commotion caused by me.


I'm silent, “Fadli why!!!??“ Anwar panicked, looking at me who was crying.


Anwar tried to grab Fadli's forehead, but I brushed him off.


“Anjani!!! He's my son!!! “ Anwar back screaming. After that day, there was no peace in the house. There was only screaming and crying going on.


“Bu sorry, the car is ready“ Pak Anto came in a hurry.


“Iya sir, we leave now, please pack my bag“ I carry Fadli who keeps crying, while Mr. Anto carrying the bag I pointed. Anwar followed me from behind.


Along the way, Fadli kept crying “Bu bu“ He kept shrinking my name, I was sobbing, we ended up crying together, in a decapitation.


“Sorry Dad, Wrong Dad, hum??” Anwar kept stroking Fadli's back, trying to calm him down.


Arriving at the hospital, I got out of the car, ran hastily towards the IGD room, with Fadli still in my arms.


“Doctor!!! Please my son!!” I waved at the Doctor who passed in front of me.


“Mother is calm yes, please father register first, son let me immediately check“ Doctor immediately directed me to follow IGD room.


“Mother, whose son is commonly checked by whom??” ask the doctor a man I don't know his name.


“Doctor Puspita Dok“ answered me shaking.


“Well, it just so happens that Doctor Puspita today is not on duty".


“It's okay, the important thing my son can recover“.


“Good, mother please approach her son like this“ The doctor showed me to hold Fadli, then I lay in bed, with Fadli wriggling in my chest.


The doctor examined Fadli, after a while the doctor shook his head.


“My son why Doc?” my many.


“It's okay, just a common fever, it's never happened before right??”.


“Ah, yes, Doctor Puspita said, my son is vulnerable to pain, because he was born prematurely".


“Yeah, right, your child is vulnerable to pain, so his lifestyle must be really taken care of yes ma'am, his nutritional intake must also be right in keep“ explained Doctor.


“Good Doc, what now my child should be cared for?” I'm still worried.


“Iya ma'am, only until tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning can go home ya“.


“Good Dok“


Shortly after, several nurses came, then put the infusion in Fadli's hand, and Fadli screamed again, I hugged him while crying too.


“Buuuu ... Buuu ... Buuu ... “ Fadli again shouted my name.


“Iya dear, it's okay, Fadli strong boy, Fadli great boy well, tomorrow we go home“ I keep holding it tight.


“Buuuu .. laaaaanngggg!!“ Fadli shouted back.


“Iya, tomorrow we go home, hiks ... “ I cried so much, could not bear to see my son in pain.


“Jan, it's okay“ Anwar held my shoulder, then hugged me tightly, I was helpless, could only fall silent. Feeling every pain that pierced my chest.


“Jan, you rest, sleep there, I will watch Fadli“ Anwar pat me on the shoulder, then show soffa located not far from Fadli's bed.


“I'm okay“ replied me, while continuing to look at my son.


“From now on, you just keep crying and awake, you're tired Jan, you can also get sick“ Anwar reminded me.


“I'm okay“ I replied again.


“Jan, please don't be stubborn“


“I'm not stubborn, I just want my son safe, I just want my son back healthy“.


“I know it's Jan, I'm her father, I want my son back to health"


“Anjani?” suddenly that voice, broke our chatter.


“Randi?” I was wide-eyed when Randi came to me.


“Fadli is okay??” tanyanya, while approaching Fadli, then check his body temperature.


“She's okay, it's just that she was last night all of a sudden her body was hot“ I replied accordingly.


“It's okay, tomorrow morning, he can already go home“ Randi fix infuse an Fadli.


Fadli blinked, then went back to sleep.


“Thanks“ I shook my head, while Anwar was already staring at Randi with a murderous look.


Randi looked at us alternately, as if to understand, what was going on with us.


Then he smiled “Yes already, I go first ya Jan, want to check on other patients“ Randi resigned.


“Iya Ran, thanks yaa“ I shouldered my head.


Randi rewinded his steps, then passed from outside the room.


I look back at my son, the pain of my son, is my pain. I'm much sicker, if my son is sick.


Anwar came out of Fadli's room, without talking to me again, I didn't care, where he was going.


Anwar came back shortly, though,


“Jan, drink this“ Anwar thrust a glass of warm milk, so he was out to buy me a drink. I accepted it, not because I wanted to, but because I didn't want to argue anymore.


I didn't drink the milk Anwar offered, I kept it on the nightstand.


“In drinking Jan, you must be strong, can not be sick“ Anwar reminded again.


“Hmmhh“ answered.


“Jan, don't torture yourself“


“Not me, but you're Anwar, you've made it all crumble“ I sobbed again, when I saw that scene again.


Anwar took a deep breath, he went towards the soffa, then sat his body there, Anwar was silent, and so was I. We both fell silent. The atmosphere was quiet and very gripping. Added to the atmosphere of the hospital, which is not friendly this time. I was scared, very scared.


I looked back at my son's shady face, he's my hero, he's my pride, I can be weak against anyone, but I'll be strong many times if it's about my son. I love him so much, I love him so much. Fadli.


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