Don't Love Me Again
Ghost house

" dad ilham enter the hospital he is now in the ER room father, windi very scared and anxious because the state of inspiration is getting down just windi fear and inspiration why father"

" okay calm down now you're with your husband?"

Dad's question kept me silent as to how I could answer my father's question what if my condition was going to decline due to hearing the actual events. but I'm afraid dad will know this news from someone else's mouth I'm afraid he'll have a worse condition what I have to do.

I'm back plus I'm confused, but I don't want to if this adds to the problem, I'd better keep this a secret for a while

" hello win"

Dad called back to get answers to his questions

" hello well, nanya mas irfan's father huh? I just got back home irfan he wants to go to the office because there is an important meeting"

This time I lied to dad all for the good of the moment and also the health of the father, I better tell him anytime at the right time

" but win why irfan is more concerned with his work, than his own son is not able to ask permission from the father"

Knock dad on me

Dad still keep hiding that mas irfan has become the rightful owner of the company and father is still learning as if irfan is still a subordinate of the father.

" dadn't think too much about Irfan better dad soon here I need your help to calm me down"

" well win dad will be there soon you are in the hospital where?"

" my father's eternal lamp hospital"

My answer is short

" well, I'm leaving now, yeah"

*disconnected*

" thank God you'll be here soon at least I'll have someone to keep me company and calm myself down first"

I'm still thinking of the inspiration I still haven't found the latest news

About 5 minutes passed the sound of the door being opened showed a nurse who came out directly I asked for news from inspiration

"Sus how's my son doing and he's okay, right?"

"Sorry ma'am for now inspiration is still in handling because inspiration turns out to have a concussion disease"

"Astaghfirullah all this time happened to God why the inspiration of a young child got such a terrible ordeal just put the disease on me, God do not inspire he still has a future that he will carve himself"

" i'm sorry ma'am excuse me first"

The sister then left before me I could not help but cry that had accumulated in the eye

I pray again to say as much sholawat for the healing of inspiration already the sound of the door that opens can be heard again with hearing that makes my eyes return to the place.

" how is doc how is my son? She's okay, right? I beg you do your best to save my son's life, I'll pay whatever the nominal is"

Said the doctor

With the doctor's permission, I rushed into the room, I found a body that was already sound with eyes closed I wanted to cry as it would be but I did not want to show it in front of everyone especially in front of inspiration because I wanted to see him looking at me with a smile because I have been strong facing all the very tough tests from before.

I saw his body, many medical devices attached to the body inspiration it was powerless to see that he had to endure extreme pain

"So ma'am, the condition of the mother's child is now entering a critical phase we are here just trying our best to help the inspiration"

I could not answer the statement of the doctor who was speaking to me I could only be bowed to see a very weak body of inspiration

If this body of inspiration is like shaking even though the eyes of inspiration remain closed like before I don't know what now happens to inspiration

"Dok what happened to my son Doc tell doc"

There was no answer I heard from anyone in this room only I saw all the medics seem worried

I looked at a medical device on the screen was a picture of a rising graph but slowly the graph began to flatten making my mind uncluttered.

And sure enough I thought about the life of inspiration that would soon be lost but I hope it was just over thinking too much,

My body was already drained I could not bear to concentrate the weight on my legs finally fell and someone from the medics helped me to sit in a chair, he said, I cried so much that I begged my Lord to grant my request to save the inspiration and restore his health as I used to when my cry grew louder, I had no idea everyone would listen to me or even look back at me with a sharp look

someone approached my body but I still lowered my head by holding my head in both palms.

" mom I'm sorry, inspiration has returned to a place more beautiful than earth. I'm sorry my mom tried everything possible"

" hah ahhaha ahhaha ahha"

I laughed with a feeling that confused me

" what did you say doc? Didn't I tell you I'd pay whatever it costs! I can sell my land or my house if he doesn't leave me"

" i'm sorry mom even though mom's son will live he can't possibly be perfect anymore to live life"

I immediately moved and approached the body of inspiration, I carried him and hugged him tightly. But this time no longer felt the pulse on the wrist that I used to hold and no longer felt the breath that usually felt in my chest when he was in my arms.

" Ilham Why did you leave Mother alone in this world. Now there is no one who will accompany Mother, a lonely mother without Inspiration, let's wake up..."

" what's up win? What happened to ilham?"

The voice of the father who was already in the same room has finally appeared I am increasingly powerless to stem the tears when listening and must answer the questions of the father

"Dad of Inspiration no Inspiration has gone away leaving me father I must how father Do I have to come with Inspiration?"

" innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun Dad also sad Win but you should not despair let alone say want to go along with Inspiration already Win Inspiration has got a lasting healing and he you have earned a more beautiful place from this world so you have to be patient now accept this reality even though you feel not strong but believe me you must be strong and you are able to get through all this"

Dad stroked elus the part of hair that grew over my head Dad won me over until I felt I had to accept all these harsh realities

" yes, dad was right, I shouldn't be sad because Inspiration now no longer feels pain and he's happy to be up there. he will no longer suffer his wounds in childhood Goodbye My son's Inspiration.."

" you must be steadfast win let's hasten to bathe the inspiration"