The Father Boy
ALA133'S CHAT. Need an explanation
"What's up, Pakwa?" I read the panic from the face of the man, when he asked a nurse who came out of the operating room.
"Solicit OK's clothes." Pakwa was chasing the nurse he asked.
"Please come with me, Doc." The nurse walked quickly and hastily followed by her husband.
Pakwa appeared in typical operating room clothes, the door was opened. Seen for a moment the hubbub inside the operating room, as the door closed slowly after entering.
"Ok clothes are room operating clothes, right, Yang?" One of the women who was going to donate her blood spoke to Kaf.
"Yes, ask for the same direction as the officer in front." Kaf patted his girlfriend's shoulder.
"What is this, Kaf?" I'm approaching Kaf.
It felt very mixed, as if something was serious but not conveyed to me. I deserve to know too, not to be missed like this.
"Lack of understanding, but there's usually a bit of a problem." Kaf scratched his neck.
What happened to Izza? He even smiled broadly as he walked into the operating room.
"Sorry, ask who that is. Brother ketar-ketir really tastes." My feet are even amused without knowing the purpose.
"Here sit, Bang. Don't panic your own thoughts, they're more effort." Father called.
I can't calm down.
"Family, please prepare donors. Ask for directions to the nurse in front." A nurse came out of the operating room in a hurry.
Shortly after, the door of the operating room opened wide and Izza's gurney was pushed quickly out of the operating room.
"Report, Doc, Sus." I tried to hold off one of those fast-moving tools on Izza's body with a gurney that kept pushing.
"Bang, here first." Dad kept me from bothering them.
Kaf and one of his female friends left in a hurry as well. I chased after Izza's driven gurney, until I was arrested I wasn't allowed into the room.
Apparently, that room was an ICU room.
One of the gurneys entered again, it turned out that it was Kaf's girlfriend who called Kaf 'the one'. He was pushed into the ICU room, dressed as sterile as the other officers.
"Oh, how is this?" My eyes were already glazed over, looking at the self-styled medic.
Pakwa was not seen, he was still in the ICU room. How complicated is it? Until they are so difficult to tell the patient's family.
"All of you, all of you. Where's one? Is O's blood bag empty, too?" Pakwa came out in sterile clothes that were different from the clothes for the operating room earlier.
"There, Doc. Wait a minute, be prepared first." The nurse who was about to enter the ICU room turned around and walked away quickly.
One of Kaf's friends was pushed into the ICU room, in sterile clothing as well. Kaf also helped push him, only reaching the ICU doorstep.
Behind him, there was a nurse running hastily with a blood bag in a special transparent bag. Then, there is another nurse who pushes the stainless table with medical tools.
It's related to Izza's blood condition now. Is it bleeding?
"Sorry, Kaf….. Find another friend of yours who has O, to spare." Head out of the ICU room which is being opened by the incoming nurse carrying a stainless table.
"Ready, Pakwa." Kaf was busy with his phone. She covered looking for a quiet place, she talked to someone on her phone.
Please someone explain to me, how Izza is doing right now. Because I'm so clumsy, with conditions without clarity like this. From the operating room, I got to chase into the ICU room. But I have no news of my own wife.
Information about Izza, as if temporarily blocked from his family. Why are medical professionals like this? Why do medical professionals confuse the patient's family?
"Bang, sit down." I pulled my hand.
Only my father was with me, because the others were waiting in Izza's room. Some went home, saying that they would make food.
It's so gripping, I don't need food. I just need some good news, about my wife's situation. Everyone did not understand my panicked feelings, asking me to calm down was a senseless order in my opinion.
How can it be calm, while the medical personnel who handle Izza is as sweet as that? I thought the panic was just in the operating room, not coming to the ICU.
"Udah, it's on the road two more of my friends. Later if he's in front, I'll take them for a blood test first." Kaf came to report, then he sat down next to Dad.
"Bang, come here first. Listen to me first." Dad patted the place next to him that was still empty.
"Well, I don't want to hear anything first. I need information about Izza, not a sedative sentence or Dad's advice. I need some good news from Izza, and then I can relax. I need clear information from the hospital, about Izza inside." I stood and paced around waiting for someone to come out of the ICU so I could ask.
"Yes, I understand. I've felt it too, Bang. From Dad's experience, yes you can only get tired if you stand still. Because the hospital will not give any information, until their task is completed and the patient's condition is quite stable. They are trying again, they are fighting for the good and healing of the patient. If they're you recoki, there they lose focus and get angry because you keep asking questions between their work and their struggles. Who knows, who can collaborate. They also want the best for their patients, they must feel guilty if they are not able to love the best for their patients. Patience, wait a minute. You pray, may there be good news of the struggle of medical personnel in there. You do'ain the safety and healing of your wife, do not even panic and hunt for information continues. Later if they get results, they will also tell the patient's family how the results of their struggle." Father spoke slowly.
"Well, I'm freaking out." My voice shook, I rubbed my wet eyes.
"Dad understand, Bang. I felt that time. Sit down for a while, set your breath. Patience, prayer, sit down!" Dad patted the seat next to him back.
"Oh, huh? Over where? Try to set it up first. Let's see the progress, before we go for further surgery." Pakwa spoke to doctor Fardan who was both out of the ICU room.
"Follow, let's look at the progress first." They walked away quickly.
Advanced operations? Wh-wh-what for? Does Izza really need that? Why do I have to do a follow-up operation? He said his actions were simple. He said minimal risk, if the state of Izza's body healthy and not stressed? But why was he transferred to the ICU after the operation? Means, the sign is nothing with Izza.
Someone, please explain to me how Izza is doing.
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