ALYA DIARY

ALYA DIARY
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Alya came out of his father's treatment room to answer a phone call from Angga, He did not want his parents to know that they were marahan.


Alya noticed there was a small garden behind the building, she sat him sitting on an empty chair under the tree.


" Mas Assalamualaikum."


" Waalaikumsalam, dear where." came the voice of Angga who softly said that his heart was soft.


"In the hospital."


"What time is the father of the operation."


"Hour 9."


Alya feels lazy to talk, there is no apology from Angga as well.


"Darling, who's the same."


"Just like Mom."


There was a sigh from Angga, He also felt Alya as lazy to talk because he did not ask her whereabouts at all.


"Darling, sorry about it."


Alya sighed hearing that.


"Make what you are."


Alya asked so.


"Sorry sorry to be angry with you, who is patient, dear to face this ordeal you must be healed."


"That heavier trial is against you." In Alya's heart.


"Yes Mas. It's in school."


Alya switched the conversation so as not to remember again that last night felt like being angry with Angga. Instead of easing Alya's mind because of worry about the condition of her father instead of adding thoughts just ask to be noticed.


"Yes, I'm sorry I couldn't stay in the hospital."


"No Papa."


Alya looked at her father's room and a nurse entered the room.


"Yes, Sister has come like you want to be taken to the operating room."


"Yes, don't be sad you're cured."


"Yes, it was Assalamualaikum."


"Waalaikumsalam take care of your health, dear."


Alya hung up her phone then headed to her father's ward.


"Father of the operation now Ma'am."


Alya saw her father was already about to be pushed out.


"Yes Al, enter the operating room now."


Alya helped push the bed from behind and followed her into the operating room.


It feels like his tears will escape, tightness in the chest this time leading people to enter the operating room let alone his own father who will undergo surgery.


Arriving in front of the operating room Alya was asked to stop there and was replaced by other nurses pushing the bed into the operating room.


Alya and her mother waited in the waiting room during the operation, the doctor said it would take about an hour as it included minor surgery.


Feelings of fear, worry and certainly deg - degan enveloped Alya and his mother.


They prayed that I would go well and that his father would be healed soon.


For almost an hour they waited and finally his father Alya was taken out by two nurses.


His father Alya still closed his eyes due to the influence of drugs and was transferred to the treatment room usually for recovery.


Alya breathed a sigh of relief, his father was given smoothness during the operation and hopefully recovered soon.


Arriving in the treatment room, the Sister advised not to be disturbed to rest so as to get better soon.


Alya and her mother breathed a sigh of relief, They sat on the sofa looking at her Father who was still asleep.


"Alhamdulillah O Allah, the operation of the Father is smooth and hopefully soon to recover." Alya's prayer in my heart.


Alya's phone shook and she opened it.


"The operation is over, dear." Message from Angga.


Alya immediately replied to him.


"Alhamdulillah already Mas, this Mr. already in the treatment room." Alya took a photo of her Father and sent it to Angga.


"Alhamdulillah, ☺☺☺."


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