FORCED CHEATING
230THE BATTLE OF LOVE
The white room immediately greeted Mirza when she opened the door. Leonard, a well-built forty-year-old neurosurgeon greeted with a smile and immediately let Mirza sit down.
“So when can my mother operate, Doc?” Ask Mirza directly at the question.
Sighs slowly then observes the results of a CT scan on his desk. “Tomorrow morning.” Legally.
Mirza nodded, the sooner the operation was carried out the sooner her mother would recover.
“Only .. “ Doctor Leonard's remarks cut off Mirza's relief. He then looked at the CT scan on his hand. “Possible this operation does not last only once.”
Looked at the doctor straight. “Doctors Mean?”
Submitting the results of the CT scan to Mirza for more detail explains the condition of Bu Een. “The pressure on your mother's head cavity is too high, so it's too risky if it's closed right away. We will perform surgery in this area for head shell opening operation.”
Take the area of the skull that Dr. Leonard pointed to seriously. Sebersit worries re-emerged, sekomplicated it turned out the condition of his mother. “Then how long is the next operation after the first operation, Doc?”
“It depends on the patient's condition, Za. Some cases only need about five days to a week. But there are also up to half a month.”
Pensive, still very long it turns out the struggle of the mother to recover from all this. Her lethargic face implied so much questioning Om Jaka after Mirza00 returned to the front of the ICU.
“Where says the doctor, Za? When can your mother be operated on? Are there any other obstacles? How do you like that lemes anyway? Didn't the doctor say your mom was better, huh?”
Sighing heavily, sat down beside her mother-in-law who was just silently looking at her. “Bu, if you go home with Om Jaka how?”
Bu Harni caught a worried look on his daughter-in-law's face. “Mother does not come home with anyone, or if Dik Jaka bothered mom can ask to pick up Toni.”
“Sebenenya what the hell, Za?” Om Jaka is still curious.
“Udahlah Dik Jaka, Mirza do not ask first. Maybe he again like the thought of having heard the doctor's explanation earlier.” Miss Harni this time try to give understanding.
Om Jaka is actually still curious, but he does not feel good to make Mirza talk. From a distance, Udin approached with wide steps, he was asked by Om Jaka to accompany Mirza in the hospital later that night.
“Well, kebetelun you dateng Din. Please anterin Mbak Har home yes.” Om Jaka immediately greeted him with orders.
“New also dateng, Om.” Udin Protest.
“So you don't want this? Okay, I cut your pay next month!”
“Hm, start curing, same as Bu Een.” Gerrick Udin. “Basic sister adek.”
“What you said?” Om Jaka clapped Udin's arm.
“Eeh, not Om. Maap, hehe ..” Udin cengengesan.
“That's my Mbakyu again unconscious in the dalem, still you bullshit. Kualat lu ntar!” Om Om Jaka.
“Iya, Maap Om.” Once again, Udin apologized. “Yes already Mom, let me take you home.” Udin said to Ms. Harni.
“Sorry yes Din, so take care of you.” Miss Harni is not feeling well.
“No, Bu.” Want to take Bu Harni's bag to carry.
“Let me take it myself, Din.” Reject Miss Harni.
Udin nodded. “Om, use the car Om Jaka aja yes? Time nganter Bu Harni use pick up car to transport sand?”
“Pake my car only.” Mirza was about to reach into her pocket to get the car keys.
“No need Mas, Om Jaka's car. More spit of running.”
“Alesan by you! Nih, don't spare my car chafing.” Hand over the car keys.
“Lecet no, most dents Om.”
“Suek you! You guys diggelunjak, I fired also you long time to be kicked the same Ice Juice tau taste you!” Om Jaka back nagging.
“Dik Jaka, patience. Do not be angry, later scolded ngesot ngo.”
“Ah, Ma'am Har this is a horror anyway?”
Bu Harni. “Za, if that's why I came home. Don't mind much, pity your wife later. She also needs your attention, Via is pregnant again.” Miss Harni reminded.
“Iya, Mum.”
“One more time, I do not want to see you close let alone love the same attention of the woman who destroys the household of that person.” Looking towards the ICU room Sofi only Azad was sitting alone in the front garden of the room.
“Iya Ma'am, I get it.”
“Including his family. I do not like you to relate to anyone who has a relationship with the woman, because it is not your business at all, your focus should only be the same Via.” Buu Harni.
Mirza nodded.
“Dik Jaka, later if the woman who destroys the household of that person has been in vain tell him and his family to leave immediately, do not until I mess with his innards to know myself do not disturb Mirza same Via again.”
“Waduh, serem aamat Mbak? People want to be ruffled?” Om Jaka put on a look of horror.
Miss Harni did not say, she immediately got up and left followed by Udin. Presumably he still has not received the full exposure of Om Jaka about the state of the sofa, Bu Harni only worried that Sofi will act again.
“Hem, your in-laws if angry 11 12 same mother you yak?” Said Om Jaka as soon as Bu Harni was away. “Kalo he know the cement-tennya the Azad I told nginep in your house will surely be raging tuh in-laws you.”
The phrase Om Jaka kontan makes Mirza rotate her neck straight looking at the Om. “Means Om Jaka?”
Om Jaka tetiba inget if he has not asked permission from Mirza. “Eh, it's – what's its name, eum ..”
“Om?” His eyes demanded an explanation.
With a bit of a bad heart, Om Jaka finally told the true story, Mirza's old house became the temporary shelter of Hanson, Rumi and Jane.
“Maapin me yes, Za. I'm not allowed to be with you, I'm just looking at them.”
Mirza did not say, she just snorted violently. Honestly, he no longer had the right to the house because it was completely handed over to his mother.
A faint bellow then bowed with a lethargic face.
“Well tell me now what doctor Leo – pard, eh Leo – nard it says to elu.”
Mirza raised her face slowly. “Nothing at all, Om. I'm just a bit worried, because the craniotomy that will be lived by the mother not only once it turns out. After this the mother will again undergo further surgery to return her cranium.”
Om Jaka put on a confused look. “Lu said what was it? Karani – toni?”
“Kraniotomy. It's a brain surgery process by opening the skull bone of the head to repair the spider Om.”
“Ebuset! Bone head pack open-open, very serem?” Shudder to his own horror. “So far from what you meant about that operation, your mother's cranium can't be directly installed again?”
“Heem, because the pressure on the mother's head cavity is too high, so still have to wait until everything is normal first then a second opesai is done for the unification of the cranium.”
"Can't that be it? I still don't understand much.” Om Jaka scratched his head that was not gatel. “Try if there are people selling or tuker added brain, meningan tuker added aja deh brain your mother, bothered really dah this mah operation. If the doctor is wrong how?”
“Ish, start from ngaco.” Mirza sebel's.
“Serious I!”
“Ck, how to clear? mending Om asked himself aja same doktenya.” Mirza nyerah, she was too lazy to explain again to Omnya.
“Kan you are also a health person?”
“But I'm not a neurosurgeon? never had brain surgery, either. Om want my brain to try surgery let's not be as complex? It's been like a cop! Dizziness, you know?!” Omel Mirza sits back on his back in the front seat of the ICU.
“Huh, ngomel mulu lu! Like mom-mom again on the moon!” Cibir Om Jaka decided to leave Mirza alone.
Mirza does not take a headache, he even can be free from the omnya who sometimes likes to chatty and nyebelin it. Mirza prefers to send a message to Via informing her about her mother's current condition. Semenatra Om Jaka had already sampled the parking lot of the hospital, he wanted to nyari eat outside the hospital, bored him with the menu of the hospital canteen he had tried all.
“Om Jaka?” Sapa Ramzi who was also in the parking lot, he just got out of his car by eating some plastic groceries.
“Hei, Ram.” Reply Om Jaka. “Wah, abis shopping lu?” Look at some of the blanjan bags that Ramzi is carrying.
“Cuman bought some clothes for me and Azad. Since first until we have not changed clothes, Om.”
“Oh yes, haven't had a shower yet right?” Om Jaka laughed.
“Iya Om. This is just going to take a bath in the bathroom of the hospital mushola.” Ramzi smile.
“Yes, take a shower there! Let's notar if your bini is funny, you're neat and handsome.”
Ramzi smiled again, talking to Om Jaka could always make him more relaxed.
“Om Where are you going? Here I buy food you know, we eat together yuk Om.”
“You're out. You need to eat first with Azad, but he still bengong aja mikirin his brother, can-can be skinny he.” Seloroh Om Jaka who then waved away ahead of Ramzi.
Ramzi was rushed to the mosque toilet to ride a bath, after finishing he returned to the front of the ICU room and gave the clothes he bought for Azad, but his eyes catch Mirza who is sitting alone in front of the ICU room Bu Een.
“Still Brother.” Said Azad who saw some pieces of clothing given by his brother-in-law.
“You take a shower there first, I want to meet Mirza.” Without waiting for Azad's approval, Ramzi stepped closer to Mirza.
“Can I sit here?” Ramzi's rebuke made Mirza look up slightly from her original position.
Not giving an answer but shifting his position. The two sit together, long silent to each other.select the wind caressing the leaves in the small garden in front of the beautiful ICU room.
“Mirza, actually have you ever had feelings of love for my wife?” Ramzi's question is flat but unbroken to make the incision in Mirza's heart torn back.
Looking slowly, “why do you think it doesn't matter like that?”
“But for me this is important.”
“No, I have never loved any woman except my wife.” Mirza. “What happened between me and your wife was a big mistake in my life, please don't bring it up again.” Staring sharply at the male brewok beside him.
Silence again, although there is a sense of annoyance why Ramzi suddenly asked that but Mirza does not want emotions, especially Ramzi did not know anything.
“I'm sorry for everything my wife has done to you and your family.” It was like talking to himself because Ramzi's gaze was straight forward.
“I don't want to talk about that anymore.” Mirza is about to move.
“Mirza, I want if later Sofia is aware of the coma, she can be a better person because she has gotten sorry from people she has hurt.” Ramzi's words made Mirza run out of her seat.
“The most hurt is Via my wife.”
“I'll ask her to apologize to your wife.”
“Not bother. It's best if your wife's condition has recovered you quickly go and get away from our lives. We've forgotten it, don't ever bring it up again.”
Ramzi did not say, he felt hatred in Mirza's heart for his wife. He knows that forgetting does not mean forgiving.
“Mirza, I love Sofia so much. She was my first love .. “ Flowing Ramzi's story about her past, about her struggle to get Sofi, about their family's strife to the last problem they faced, this includes her affair with Jane and Sofi's kidnapping attempt masterminded by her own father.
Mirza sighed heavily, at least she had listened to it to the end even though she actually did not want to know at all about the condition of Sofi and Ramzi's household.
“Fight your love.” That's all Mirza said before she really moved on. Not that he has no sympathy, but there is a heart he must take care of. Mirza does not want later Via misunderstand if he knows too many things about Sofi.
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thanks for reading 🙏
Sorry can not be up intime, sorry also if many typo.🙏🙏
Happy weekend end everything
🤗😘😘