ABHIYASA [END ]
VOMITING BLOOD

After two days of the restaurant closed, Mrs Indah came back and sold as usual. However, the same thing repeated and more severe than before because, the symptoms plus nausea to vomiting. Bu Indah's husband immediately took his wife to the hospital. Though soon is the lunch hour where it should be, the restaurant will be filled with buyers. Arif and Abhi can only follow instructions to close the restaurant.

"Would we go to the hospital with the Rif?" ask Abhi.

"Well?"

"Yes, you need our help" Abhi explained.

"Emm.. isn't it troublesome? after all, Miss Lovely also has a child who can help you."

"So how good is that?"

"Tomorrow we will go there and bring porridge for your mother and father's advice!"

"That's a good idea."

The two agreed and the next morning, Arif first contacted the husband of the beautiful mother to ask about the condition of the beautiful mother. Whether it can be outpatient only or need to be treated in a hospital that turns out, Ms. Indah is required to undergo hospitalization. Arif also asked about the hospital where bu Indah is treated? with the room name and room number. After getting the information needed, Arif and Abhi rushed to buy a hand before leaving for the hospital.

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Arif and Abhi brought porridge and fruits. Ask the receptionist and walk in the direction indicated.

"Hospital is big too huh Rif? very different from the one in my village" said Abhi.

"It's definitely different Bhi. The village with the city, you are the same," said Arif.

Arif and Abhi looking for a room to stay in the beautiful bu while talking.

"That's Bhi Cempaka's room!" abhi said while pointing in one direction.

"Oh yeah, we're looking for number 211!"

"Yes Rif."

It didn't take long, they arrived. Abhi opened the door slowly while saying his greetings. Mom's husband turned his head and answered Abhi's greeting and invited her to come in.

"Anyone, sir?" ask Abhi shaking hands.

"Yes, my son just came home but later in the afternoon will come back here again," replied the husband of Ms. Indah.

Just now Arif and Abhi were about to ask the state of the beautiful maam, suddenly the beautiful maam vomited to panic everything. Moreover, he vomited a lot of blood. The button to call the nurse was pressed and two nurses came quickly.

"Why is this sir? why is he vomiting blood all of a sudden?" ask one of the nurses.

One other nurse came back to bring the equipment that will be used to clean the blood of Ms. Lovely. While the nurse is staying, trying to do help so that the lady can stop vomiting. The face of beautiful maam looks pale, her body was weak.

"Is it still nauseous mom?" ask the nurse.

Bu Indah shook her head while saying that her body was very weak.

"Then, Miss Lovely take a break! We will report this to the doctor and the doctor who will decide the course of action!" obviously the nurse.

"Yes sus," replied the husband of the beautiful mother.

"We'll stay, ma'am, sir!"

"Yes, thank you!"

"Yes sir are both."

The two nurses left. Arif and Abhi did not think that the disease of Bu Indah was this severe.

"Actually, what's my mother sick?" ask Arif, slowly.

"Not yet to know, yesterday's blood lab results only showed that ibuk platelets dropped. His condition is also very weak. So asked to take care of this first," explained the husband of the beautiful mother.

"Em, I see. ohya sir, here we bring porridge and fruits. Maybe my mom and dad would like breakfast first."

"Yes Rif thank you. Like you're here, can I ask you to take care of mom for a moment? I need to first."

"You can sir, please if you want to go out. Let me and Arif take care of the beautiful ma'am!"

"Yes-yes, I stayed a while!"

Husband mom beautifully leave while mom Indah herself back asleep quickly. Apparently, he had completely lost his strength. Just open your eyes, can't take long.

"Poor ma'am Indah Rif," Sighed Abhi with a sigh.

"Yes Bhi, what a good man is his fate?"

"Until vomiting blood so, what pain?"

"Emm. possible lung pain."

"Well, you can, but you don't smoke, where do you get lung pain?"

"Where do we know Bhi? lung pain is not always caused by active or passive smokers."

"May I be given a quick cure for the beautiful ma'am!"

"Amijin!"

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About an hour later, the husband of the beautiful mother has not come. Abhi and Arif play their phones on the sidelines of the chat until suddenly, both of them are surprised by the snoring sound of Beautiful bu which is very similar to the voice of someone who is dying.

"Astagfirulloh is beautiful!" pekik Arif and Abhi.

"Why is this Bhi?" ask Arif who is panicking.

"Nurse! push the button!" abhi gave the order.

"Yes-yes."

A nurse came to check. Before long, he called another, more senior nurse. The two nurses also helped Miss Indah so that Ms Indah could calm down again. Strangely enough, beautiful ma'am kept her eyes closed as if what happened earlier, was just a dream.

"Oh, lovely mom is back!" said the senior nurse in the green uniform.

"Why is that?" ask Abhi.

"It's okay, for more details can be asked to the doctor later!"

"Oh good."

"Excuse me!"

"Yes, thank you!"

The two nurses nodded and walked away.

"Surprising," muttered Arif.

"Yes, thank God the beautiful ma'am has returned well."

"Why do you think Bhi?"

"Don't know."

"What a beautiful mom. had a chance to sekar.."

"Hustt! don't talk shit! pray well!"

"Hey, don't be so bad, don't think about me! I mean, if it's true, we can lead the lovely ma'am to talkin!"

Abhi was silent for a moment.

( TALKIN is a recitation spoken to the person who will die in Islam so that the person remembers Allah and imitates the talkin utterance ).

(TALKIN sound is Laa illa haillalloh ).

"Whatever it is, we just pray for the healing of the beautiful ma'am!" abhi said later.

Arif mangosteen. About an hour later, Mom's husband came. Carrying a bag full of beautiful clothes and other necessities. Arif and Abhi then told about what had been experienced by Ms. Lovely. heard the story of Arif and Abhi, the husband of Ms. Beautiful did not say much other than looking at his wife who was in a helpless rub. A sad heart he could not hide even if there was not a single word he said.

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