Sabila was still stunned while looking at the ceiling of her new house, she was thinking about her husband's situation. Is her husband okay or not, but if she recalls what her husband did to her. He was sliced again if he had to remember the incident.
"Tommy, I miss you. I always pray that you can get back on the right path. You've taken a wrong step, I know your heart still has compassion for me" Sabila muttered to herself.
Shortly afterward, Santi came, she purposely went home during recess. She always monitors the condition of his adoptive mother every time he breaks work.
"Assalamualaikum". Said Santi and Fira.
"Waalaikumsalam" Sabila replied silently.
Fira immediately ran to Sabila, she immediately kissed her adoptive mother's forehead, while Santi hurried to the kitchen to prepare the lunch that she had brought from the restaurant where she worked.
"Mom, today Fira has a math test at school and you know what? Fira got what grade? Fira got 10, mom." Said Fira enthusiastically while showing his test paper.
Sabila was very proud to hear it, she blinked her eyes once. Fira, who saw the reaction of her adoptive mother, jumped up in joy knowing that her adoptive mother liked her test score. Soon Fira realized and saw with her own eyes that her adoptive mother could move her fingers. Suddenly this made Fira shocked and immediately called her brother.
"Santi". Call Fira.
"What's wrong dear? Why are you screaming like that?". Asked Santi curious.
"Sis, look at this, mommy can move her fingers". Fira muttered while pointing at Sabila's collar.
Santi, who saw this, immediately ran towards Sabila. "Masha Allah, mother. Can you move your thumb? Can you try again?". Said Santi.
Sabila immediately tried it one more time, she could really move her fingers back. Santi, who was happy to see the progress of her adoptive mother's condition, without thinking she immediately rushed to take Sabila to the hospital for a checkup.
"Santi, where do you want to take mommy?" Asked Fira innocently.
"I want to take mommy to the hospital, do you want to come along or not?"
Fira also nodded her head, the three of them immediately rushed to the hospital using an online taxi. After traveling for fifteen minutes, the three of them finally arrived at the hospital.
Santi immediately rushed to the registration counter to register Sabila with a neurologist. However, Santi encountered a problem, because the queue number had run out and was only limited to five hundred people per day.
"Sorry miss, patient registration is closed. Because the daily queue limit is only up to five hundred and the queue number has expired". Said the counter clerk.
"But sir, I beg you to give me a chance. I want to check the condition of my mother, I beg you sir help me". Exclaimed Santi pitifully.
"Sorry miss, you can't. This is hospital procedure, you can re-register tomorrow and come as early as possible so that the queue number doesn't run out".
"But sir, I have to check my mother's condition right now. Help me, sir."
Not long after, a doctor arrived who asked about something that had happened between Santi and the registration counter officer.
"Sorry, what's wrong? How come I hear like there's a little commotion here". Said the doctor.
"This is doc, this lady insists on registering. Even though the queue number has run out, she still chuckles asking to register". Said the counter clerk.
"What do you want to see a doctor? Where is your mother?". Ask the doctor.
"I want to see a neurologist doc, my mother had a stroke and today she can move her fingers after a month of numbness. That's my mother." Santi said in despair, pointing at Sabila.
The doctor narrowed his eyes, he seemed to recognize the person in front of him.
"Sabila". Said the doctor softly.
Santi was surprised to hear that the doctor recognized his adoptive mother. "Do you know my mother?"
"That's your mother? Sabila my childhood friend". Said the doctor.
Santi shook his head slowly. "Not a doc, Ibu Sabila is my adoptive mother. It's a long story doc".
"Sir, please make patient data for this child's mother. I will handle the mother's condition." Said the doctor.
"But doc, the number of patient doctors today has reached the quota limit".
"It's okay sir, just make it".
Santi smiled happily. "Really doc Alhamdulillah, thank you doctor.
" Yes, let's take your mother to my room. "
After receiving the patient data, Santi and the doctor immediately rushed to see Sabila. met Sabila with Sabila's very poor condition.
"Sabila, is this really you Sabila? You still remember me? I am Amar, your little friend" said Amar enthusiastically.
Sabila stared at Amar for a while, then he blinked his eyes once.
"If a mother blinks her eyes once, that's a sign, doctor. That means you remember the doctor ". Said Fira innocently.
"Really? Fortunately, if you still remember me Sabila, from now on you will be my patient. So you don't have to worry, I will monitor your health until you recover. "Amar muttered while holding Sabila's hands.
"Really, doctor? "Santi exclaimed.
Amar smiled. "Yes, let's bring your mother to my room" they immediately rushed Sabila spatial Amar, Santi was relieved because this is really a gift from God. so it is perceived Sabila, she was very grateful to be able to meet with Amar. Friend childhood always faithful guard of disorders other children.
"Amar , I did not think we were reunited after ten years apart and now you have become a doctor. I'm proud of you Amar, finally your dream can come true" Sabila muttered to herself.