
Zhezha awaits the arrival of her parents in the lobby of the hospital's main door.
Shortly thereafter a black bus stopped in front of the hospital's main door lobby.
Zhezha smiled as she shed her tears when she saw the arrival of her parents.
There was a longing in his heart after a month of not meeting, but there was also a sense of sadness when he saw the condition of Mr. Yanto who only lived with dry bones coated with dry skin that had been wrinkled.
Pak Yanto looked like an old man, even though he was only fifty years less.
Aided by the driver, Mr. Yanto was removed from the car, then placed in a wheelchair
" God, why are you getting so skinny, ma'am? " ask Zhezha while wiping away her tears.
" Zhe, "call Mr. Yanto lirih.
" Yes Well, " replied Zhezha while kissing the back of her father's hand.
" Your news is how Zhe, every day father dreams about you continue, " said Mr. Yanto in a hushed and soft voice.
Mr. Yanto always dreamed about Zhezha, maybe because Zhezha just had an accident.
" Zhezha is good Yah, it's just that Zhezha is sad to see the situation of this kind of father, "he said, hugging the old man's body.
" Yes Zhe, actually from last week I want to follow you to the city, let alone three days you do not tell me anything, father to worry. "
" Yes sorry Mom. Zhezha's phone broke yesterday. Fortunately it still keeps the number of father and mother, " said Zhezha. He had prepared the reason for the question.
" Come, ma'am, let's take Dad straight in. "
Zhezha pushed the wheelchair towards the registration room.
However, he stopped when he heard the sound of the incoming call.
"Mom, please push your wheelchair. Zhezha's picking up the phone, who knows it's important. "
Zhezha reached into her bag then grabbed the vibrating flat object.
" Hallo assalamualaikum, " said Zhezha.
" Waalaikumsalam Zhe, how are you? " ask Vishnu.
"Ehm, good Mas," Zhezha slightly moved away from both of her parents.
" Oh yes, today you should check up, let me pick you up yes, " bargain Vishnu.
" Don't Mas, I happen to be in the hospital, taking care of my father's outpatient. "
" Yes, then I'll take you there now. "
" No need Mas, I routinely take the medicine and thank God there are no significant complaints, "sahut Zhezha said.
" Oh well already Zhe, is your medicine still there? " ask Vishnu. Actually he was trying to find a way to meet Zhezha in person.
" There is still Mas, I've been mengingan kok Mas, thank you mas Vishnu for being bothered, " said Zhezha.
Zhezha deliberately kept a distance so as not to be directly related to the man he just knew, because it could cause slander.
Especially now that the house is on the edge.
After a short chat, the two of them hung up the phone.
After finishing talking to Vishnu, Zhezha approached his parents.
" From Yoga to Zhe? " ask Meli.
" No ma'am, it's just a friend, " said Zhezha.
Meli took a long breath.
" Married women should avoid making friends with men who are not Zhe's mahram. Not good, can cause slander.Besides the presence of a man in the household can be a trigger for infidelity, " Advice Meli.
Zhezha the knot.
" Mom doesn't believe in Zhezha, does she? "
Zhezha listened carefully to the advice, because the advice is useful to strengthen his heart that is fragile at this time. So that he does not get caught up with worldly games.
As with any Yoga, as a wife she must maintain her chastity and purity as a woman, even though Yoga never wanted her.
Cheating is not the way out to treat his heart injury at this time. Despite the pain, he had to stay afloat for his injuries .
For the sake of self-esteem, the good name of herself, her family, also for the good name of Yoga as her husband.
***
Mr. Yanto has been examined, he returned to his treatment room.
Zhezha looks at the doctor who examined her father.
" How is my father doctor? " ask Zhezha.
" This is mbak, after the examination we did. We found the cancer cells were active again despite the surgery, and I think the drugs given only slow and relieve the pain in the patient's body… , "
" What should we do to prevent cancer cells from growing and getting bigger? " ask Zhezha in a panic.
" The patient must undergo chemotherapy to kill the cancer cells. "
" Hah," Zhezha was startled as he let out a long sigh.
" Yes, I think that's the only way. But to do chemotherapy must wait for the patient's condition to improve, for that I prescribe and vitamins first. If indeed the patient agrees to take chemotherapy action later I will give a referral, "the doctor explained.
Zhezha was silent for a while, in the lyrics back to his wedding ring on his ring finger.
'Looks like I should sell this ring, because this is the only treasure I have after selling my previous engagement ring,' Zhezha's inner self.'
***
After consulting with the doctor, Zhezha returned to his father's care room.
" How's Zhe? What did the doctor say? " ask Meli.
Zhezha glanced at Mr. Yanto who was already soundly asleep.
" Cancer cells lodged in the father's body grow back, so the doctor suggested that the father in chemotherapy. "
" Chemotherapy? " tanya Meli with reddened eyeballs, clear circles dripped on her cheeks.
" How much does Zhe chemotherapy cost? "
" Six to ten million ma'am, depending on what drug is used" Zhezha said.
Hearing that, Meli immediately cried
" O Lord, where do we get money from Zhe? hyks hyks" asked Meli while crying deeply.
" What's wrong Mom, money can be sought, the important thing is that you recover first, " said Zhezha while rubbing the shoulders of his mother who looks sad and desperate.
" Let's just say, Mom, let's not go back and forth from the village to the city, what if mom and dad just stay with Zhezha here, " proposed Zhezha
" Wouldn't! " cried Mr. Yanto who suddenly replied.
" You don't want to live with Yoga Zhe" she added.
Zhezha and Meli looked at each other.
" Let Zhezha sign Yah's house, so father and mother do not live in Yoga mas house, "sahut Zhezha.
" Let's just Zhe, you've had enough to treat dad. Father's disease will not heal either. You better keep the money Zhe. I do not want to seek treatment again, " said Mr. Yanto in a desperate tone.
"Don't talk like that, Dad, Zhezha will try to pay for the father's medical expenses until he recovers. "
" No Zhe! I want to go home now. I do not want you to use Yoga money to treat father's disease, " said Yanto.
" If you don't want to use Yoga money, let Zhezha work Well, "persuade Zhezha.
" Wouldn't! I'm just going home! " excited Pak Yanto increasingly insistent.
Zhezha and Meli can only look at each other. see Mr. Yanto who is so insistent