Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 76

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Two Weeks Later...

syifa looked at her face in the reflection of the large mirror in front of her now she was in the hospital toilet precisely in the special care room for her.

Syifa's daughter-in-law was fixed in face. Now his body is taking care of even his cheeks are not as chubby as they used to be.

With a body that vibrates Syifa ventured to comb her hair until her hair that had always been taken care of was now falling out. A handful of hair managed to be in his hands fingers.

Syifa quivered staring at the grip of her hair that she had always taken good care of until it fell out just like that. It felt as if Syifa's heart had stopped beating with a sharp pain running through her body.

The more he combed his hair the more hair that fell on the floor leaving Syifa's scalp that looks slippery. No more hair growing there.

The more Syifa combed it, the thinner the hair on Syifa's head. He stopped the movement of his hand, looking seriously at the side cavities filled with hair.

It's too painful. His fingers even trembled as he stared solemnly at his palm that was filled with hair.

The pain he felt so severely tormented him made his body tremble extremely violently.

Syifa's body trembled with her legs so limp and unable to support her body that it was now not as heavy as before.

Syifa's tears fell down her cheeks along with the collapse of her thin body on the floor.

Where on the floor is now filled with a rush of hair that dirty the floor and hurt Syifa.

Should he be able to accept the fact that every chemotherapy patient will face all this but why? Why does his heart seem to refuse to feel all this.

What if people find out if he doesn't have hair anymore? His skin was also dry, his lips were chapped, his skin texture was no longer what it used to be. His body took care of it with his face looking pale, this is not Syifa.

This is not Syifa who has always been known as a cheerful girl. Now Syifa really saw a different side of herself. As hard as he tried to smile and make everyone happy but still he could never make him feel happy with what he did himself.

Should he realize that no one cared for him before even on his birthday no one said a word just to please him.

Syifa must be strong. Syifa must be able to face everything without a supporter trying to support her from the family.

Syifa rubbed her cheek and leaned against the toilet wall. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His heart is so painful in there. Is this what you call heart pain?

Now the image of the faces of Glen, Rahmi, Lena and Pak jaya is reflected in his mind. I don't know what they'll say when they see he's like this?

Will they still be able to recognize themselves in conditions like this? Would they still be able to recognize this thin woman if she was Syifa.

What about people who don't like it like Kinara? Laughing, well maybe he'll laugh at her and say if she really doesn't get along with Glen anymore.

He used to not like it especially if the condition was like this. Then will Glen leave her after this? Whether he will stay or even forget the love story they have summarized and arranged it as beautifully as possible.

Will it all just disappear? Is Glen going to leave him after finding out that Syifa has brain cancer and now she's not what she used to be?

Yeah, now he doesn't even have hair, his body is thin and like this even Syifa is ashamed of herself.

He rubbed his hair until some strands landed carried by his fingers. Both of his eyes trembled staring at the handful of hairs that were in his hands again. Syifa's body trembled until she was finally bowed.

Buk up!

He hit the surface of the toilet floor and finally voiced how sad he was by shouting and crying so much.

He hit the floor hard. It hurts, it hurts. His back even looks red.

Does Syifa care? Now no one cares even Syifa herself does not care about herself.

How the pain of that blow to the surface of the floor was not as painful as his heart which was much more painful.

Is everything going to be like this! The shadow of the laughter from Kirana seemed to echo in his ears.

Destroyed his hope, no more happiness was plastered before his eyes.

Syifa could not say anything else. His heart was broken, there was no point in living now.

"Lord, why does Syifa have to be like this?"

"Why should Syifa be sick?"

"Syifa doesn't want to get sick. Syifa just wants to heal," he said with a whim.

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The face with a flat expression was gazing towards the garden below, where several patients were seen walking down there.

If some sedan patients are busy to enjoy the fresh air in the hospital park is different from Syifa who can only sit on the floor while leaning her head on the window surface and staring at the nanar on the surface a garden that seemed to have no effect on Syifa's smile.

Now nothing special is visible there. Now, yes now that's what's happening. He doesn't even care about the flowers. Trees that make the sound of birds chirping.

Syifa did not care that she was hopeless as if far away from him. What happiness he was stopping even a death was pictured before his eyes.

What's the point now? His life was even accompanied only by other than the infusion that was always attached in his hands. The clothes he always used with the right size now feels loose on his body.

He really felt that he was just a bone. His weight really dropped drastically even crying was no use anymore and only added to the wound in his heart.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out from outside Syifa glanced softly. Syifa knows, that's of course Lena. As long as he was in the hospital only he knew if he was sick and no one ever came.

No one else and until knowing if all this time he was in the hospital.

The sound of footsteps sounded. Lena approached the figure of Syifa who was seen still contemplating there. Sitting beside Syifa who was also silent with an awkward atmosphere.

Lena looked at Syifa who immediately turned away as if she was not happy when she was stared at by Lena.

"Lu why, Syif?"

Syifa fell silent with her thoughts until she finally spoke, "Maybe you shouldn't come here again, deh."

The deg!

Lena's eyes were round. He did not understand what Syifa said to him.

"You mean? Don't want me to look again, huh? You mean like that?" he is so unbelieving.

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