The Charm of The Twins
138 Three Families

That night, Mr. Subroto, Ms. Melisa and Ammar left for Australia to accompany Arumi. Ammar seems to be still contacting Ayra. But many times he tried to call but the mother of three children did not answer Ammar's call. He was unable to send a message.

After almost a dozen times trying, Arumi who has been brought into the aircraft type Ari ambulance. One plane for medical treatment was deliberately hired by Mr. Subroto for their trip to Australia. Arumi who needs special tools to keep himself can still be treated medically.

Even on the plane were also some nurses and doctors who would accompany Arumi.

"Come, Am. We'll be leaving soon." said Mr. Subroto.

"Good Pa." Ammar.

Ammar looked at his phone for a few seconds. Inevitably he also sent a message along with a picture of a nurse who seemed to push the safe Arumi.

[Ma, tonight Ammar is going to Australia. Arumi was at Ma's snake patuk. Please pray. Arumi was still unconscious. Later when it gets there. Ammar will be back to contact Mama. Please pray Ma. Ammar apologizes if Ammar and Arumi are wrong with Mama and Papa.]

Ammar's tears just trickled down his phone screen after he sent the message to Ayra's number. There is pain because the disaster comes when he feels happy. There is a sense of worry if the ordeal continues to come, the problem continues to come because he hurts his parents or both in-laws. Every test has its own wisdom.

Ammar put his cell phone in his little bag. He rushed on the plane.

Ammar went to the land of the kangaroos. Ayra who had been contacted was trying to take care of Qiya. Her daughter was shivering and her body was very weak. He also vomited many times.

"We'll just take her to the hospital. If pregnant vomit is not like this." Ayra said worriedly.

Gede also nodded. The cell phone in the room he did not bring. He was very worried about his daughter. Little Qiya never complained. Even when her body temperature was so high there was no crying, no moaning coming out of her daughter's mouth. Including now while pregnant. Ayra repeatedly asked what she was feeling. His daughter did not answer. He just shook his head.

In the car Ayra hugged Qiya. He rubbed his daughter's arm. His mood was so calm. He continued to beristighfar, his lips seemed closed but his heart continued to beristighfar.

"Astaghfirullah. Keep the servant away from the feelings of wasp, O Allah." Ayra said in her heart.

Princess Ayra was precisely understanding of her body. It's always been like that. Ayra's twins will be able to make contact with each other. He could already feel it because often things like this happened.

"Astaghfirullah's... I hope you're okay, brother." Inner Qiya who somehow he always hurts when the brother is not okay. Unlike Ammar, he will be sick when his sister is also sick.

His lips were eager to open and asked his mother to contact Ammar and ask about the Twins' condition. But the weakness of the tired body of the neck that from earlier was painful because he had to vomit, making him only able to close his eyes. The tears flowed by themselves.

Gede who saw from the rearview also accelerated the pace of his vehicle.

"Be careful, kid. Don't speed too much." Remember Bram on Gede.

Gede nodded and reduced the speed of his car.

He himself was actually worried. Many times he looked back. He saw his daughter's condition.

Two families are busy worrying about their children. Likewise with one husband and wife couple who have how many days there is no communication. Even if Ratih did not speak to her husband. She wanted to separate from the man who is now her husband. He also survived because of the advice of his father-in-law.

Mr. Toha advised that there was more to it than the taste in his heart. Hilman, his baby is in need of support and prayers from both parents. That night, Mrs Ratih was a little happy. He got word that there were 5 donors who would match their spinal cord to Hilman.

"We hope the results are as we expect. Keep praying, do not despair. God must have given a miracle to his servant who was patient about the test given." said the original Indonesian-born doctor.

"Good doc. We're waiting for the good news from the doctor." Said Mrs Ratih.

He returned to Hilman's room. His son is still lying in a sick bed. He hopes that the child who has always been a friend tells a story, the child who became the only reason he survived on the side of the husband who was even very stiff.

"Mama awaits you Hil... Who would you like to be when you leave... Whose mother... Please be patient and stay strong, son..." Said Mrs Ratih.

His head rested on the child's chest. He felt so sad. I want to see my son healthy. Even during his life Hilman never complained about the attitude of Mr. Rendra. He was willing to obey every desire of Mr. Rendra so that his mother did not suffer the impact of his protest attitude if he did not want to obey the will of the father.

Unnoticed by Mrs Ratih. The only child shed tears. He was helpless on the hospital bed. Even to eat, drink, breathe also BAB, he needed tools attached to his body. But his sense of hearing can still function. He was eager to open his eyes, raising his hand to calm his mother.

But what to say. Post-surgical removal of blood clots in his brain. He was in a coma. The nerves in his body could not function. Only the ears can hear what is around them. Until the mother's roaring made her tears flow in the closed condition.

"Ma.... Ma's.... Strengthen Mama Rabb... Forgive me if there is a mortal sin on me... If this is a trial, I will be patient with every destiny you give. Slave resigned to everything that befell the servant." said Hilman in the condition of the eyes are closed but drained clear details.

His body actually felt pain, even a sudden head pain sometimes made him instant convulsions and it will make the alarm on one monitor sound to make some nurses will run to his room. That night happened again. And Mrs Ratih could see the tears in the corner of her son's closed eyes.

"You must be tired, son.... Patience Son..." Said Madam Ratih as she was forced out by the nurse. Finally Mr. Rendra embraced Mr. Ratih.

He took his wife out of the patient's room.

"Hilmanis... Hix... Don't leave Mama Hil.." said Mrs Ratih.

"Ratih. Let the medics handle Hilman." said Mr. Rendra.

That night, Mrs Ratih cried over her son's condition. Day after day through Mr. Rendra who saw the condition of his wife always crying. It didn't even take care of that nearly a month. The tears of the man whose heart was so hard, the heart so haughty that cold night, he cried while tugging at his hair with his face down.

"I'm sorry, God, forgive me. Don't make my household like this. save our son..." Said Mr. Rendra who looked down because he was embarrassed if seen crying.