New Breath
Chapter 53's

According to the plan that Papa had designed last night. After meeting with one of the big investors outside the office. Papa immediately took his four-wheeled vehicle towards the hospital. He found the answer to what he found last night in his middle child's room. Luckily, there was still a pill in the bottle that he found. That is enough later he left it to the pharmacy to find out the true oba tapa.

From the place where the meeting took place. It took him less than thirty minutes to arrive at the hospital. The man who was still in formal clothes then parked his iron train neatly. And do not want to waste time, he brought a pair of legs bealaskan luxury pantofel shoes into the building with the dominant white color.

Papa who has memorized almost every inch of the hospital without the need to ask directly to the location of the pharmacy. Several times he had to stop because of greetings from some hospital officials who knew him. No wonder, no, if many know Papa? Not because of his position and power of course, but because of the frequent he came to the hospital to accompany Reyhan first. And maybe he will also often visit this place, because he had to accompany also his first grandson who also suffered from the same disease with his father—Reyhan.

“Good day, Sir. Can we help you?” ask one of the pharmacists who works there.

Papa pulled out the bottle he found in Farhan's room last night. Then, show that thing to the Pharmacist. “Checkable, Ma'am, what's this drug?” ask Papa and hand over the bottle.

Looks like the Pharmacist checked the contents of the bottle.His forehead shrunk in. Then, he lifted his head and looked at Papa with a gaze that did not describe anything. “Do you take this medicine?” the Pharmacist asked in a tone of voice that sounded very carefully. Very obvious he like to keep Papa not offended by his question.

Papa shook his head. “Not me. But, my son.”

“Does your child have cancer? This is one of the drugs to reduce pain and seizures due to cancer, Sir,” explained the Pharmacist.

The deg! Papa's heart stopped beating. Likewise with the earth in the middle he incandescent as if stopped spinning. Hearing the Pharmacist's words reminded Papa of the events he had witnessed last few times that had happened to Farhan. Instantly, his legs also felt weak. He would have fallen if he had not held on quickly. It was also successful in making the Pharmacist feel worried about Papa's condition.

“Father is okay?”

Papa just nodded his head. Then, he took back the medicine bottle and passed by without a sound. In fact, to say thank you he did not have time. However, luckily the hospital employee who served in the medicine section did not grumble about Papa's attitude. Maybe he knows how Papa feels.

Papa's back in the car. He did not drive his vehicle to pass. He actually stayed there and could only stare at the bottle nanar in his hand now. The next second, Papa's hand gripped the object very tightly. The cancer? So, Farhan had been hiding such a big secret from her all along? How could the boy do that to her? How could Farhan choose to go through his difficult times alone?

Papa feels guilty. Hugely. All this time he had been acting ignorant, even doing very hard things to Farhan. He focused too much on the firstborn until he forgot that his other son needed his attention and affection. Then, now isn't it too late for Papa to feel guilty like this? His son is struggling, apparently. And Papa doesn't know how bad Farhan's cancer is. Holy hooch! Indeed, Papa is not a good father, he wrote in his heart. She no longer applies sister to her children. And now the child he had always ignored was suffering from a deadly disease.

Papa rubbed his face rough. Then, he wiped away his tears quickly which escaped unknowingly. The same pain Papa felt after he heard the doctor's verdict about Reyhan, then a few months ago about Radit. It is of course very painful for a father figure like Papa. However, the pain that Papa felt doubled. How not? The taste created first due to the fact about Farhan's condition. Then, the second agony of regret for remembering his treatment of Farhan was harsh and unjust. Holy hooch! Papa regretted that. Very, very sorry.

Papa rests his head on the back of the steering chair. He recalled how Farhan had apologized and mentioned about the last request and death in his dream some time ago. A dream that feels so real and cannot be filled from inside the head by Papa. Now, Papa thinks that maybe his dream that night was a sign of Farhan's condition. However, he did not want if the dream was a sign that there would be an end in the story with the middle child. Nah! That can't happen. Papa has not atoned for the sins he committed on his son. God cannot take Farhan away. Papa won't let that happen. “Nak, don't give up. Papa will accompany you to fight,” lirih Papa.

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Until that afternoon comes. Papa was already sitting on the lip of Farhan's bed. He was sure the boy would be home today. Because, he had told Reyhan before not to let Farhan overtime like last night.

Papa was still holding the medicine bottle tightly. I do not know how many times the man exhaled a long breath because his chest felt tight after hearing the bad news. He has not even raised his voice to anyone yet. Including the mother. He wanted to hear Farhan's words first. And Papa's hope was that what he heard from the hospital employee was not true.

Almost forty minutes Papa waited in the dark room until the door opened from the outside and displayed a Farhan figure with an appearance that was no longer as neat as this morning. Papa's gaze immediately highlighted Farhan who just stood and gawked at the doorway still with his hand touching the doorknob. Farhan was surprised to see his father in his room. What is Papa doing here? That was the first question that came to Farhan's mind. Or is Papa going to have something to do with him again? However, Farhan did not feel like he had done anything wrong. In fact, the job that required him to overtime last night only left it to Reyhan before returning home.

Farhan was stunned on the spot as Papa suddenly moved closer and hugged him tightly. He could hear the father's stuffing. Also in a soft voice filled with that apology.

“Sorry Papa, Son. Sorry Papa for treating you badly all this time.”

Since his relationship with Papa improved, Farhan did not want to recall Papa's treatment of him even though it was clearly not easy. However, he did not want to remember it solely because he did not want to put hate on the man. It was no longer the time to hate his own father even though Papa's treatment had hurt him so much. Both physically and mentally.

The time is not long. Farhan did not want to spend that little time just by hating anyone. He wants to enjoy it with good things and make him happy. “Already, Pa. Farhan had forgotten everything. So, Papa no longer need to apologize like this,” said Farhan. He then stroked his father's back gently which was still trembling. It trembled because the man's cry had still not subsided. This made Farhan think that his father had changed. When did he see the man cry just because of him? Just this time. And either because the crying is limited to regret or there are other elements.

Farhan nodded his head for sure. He led Papa's body to go to bed so they could talk more comfortably there. It was not nice if he had to talk together with standing position in the doorway of the room. “Papa want to talk what?”

Papa took out the thing he found last night. “You can explain this bottle of oba tapa?” ask Papa. He deliberately did not directly bombard Farhan by saying what he already knew. He wanted to see if Farhan would be honest with him or vice versa.

Farhan could not speak anymore. He just stared at the thing in his father's hand. Until the soft touch on his arm managed to pull himself from the nature that he created himself in the head. Is thinking about how Papa can get that bottle.

“Farhan, you can answer Papa ‘kan, Nak?”

“It's just a bottle of vitamins that Farhan often consumes, Pa. Kan Papa knows for himself that lately Farhan often overtime,” replied Farhan with origin, but his voice sounded certain. Yes of course he will run the lie to all of them very seriously because he does not want others to know about the actual condition, even though it is his own parents.

Papa's long breath sounded. Apparently, Farhan still did not want to be honest with him. He obviously wouldn't let that happen continuously. Because cancer is not a disease that can be underestimated. Cancer is a disease that must be treated immediately. “This pain reliever and seizure medication for cancer patients,” said Papa by staring at the son so closely. In that instant, he saw Farhan's face change, which had always turned into fear. Papa touched both of Farhan's shoulders. “Why did you hide this from Papa, Son?”

“Pa—”

“Since when? And what cancer is actually lodged in your body?” papa asked quickly and successfully cut Farhan's words.

Farhan could only bow his head deeply. Indeed, today will surely come too. A day when others know what they are hiding.

“Papa is not angry with you. No, Son. But, please answer Papa.”

It's not time to dodge anymore, is it? Farhan did not raise his voice. He lowered Papa's hand from his shoulder and got up. He walked into the wardrobe and picked up the brown envelope Nadhira had found by accident. He smiled wryly. Turn around and come back to Papa. He handed the object to Papa and allowed Papa to read the letter himself.

Papa's chest felt tight reading the contents of the letter in the envelope given by Farhan. He then placed the object beside him and looked at Farhan with a sad look. He quickly absorbed Farhan's body, and he hugged him very tightly. “Why, Son? Why are you hiding something this big from us?”

“Farhan doesn't want to trouble Papa and everyone. Especially with the condition of Brother yesterday and coupled with the condition of Radit,” explained Farhan without lying.

“Papa will find the best treatment for you, son. Papa promise.”

Farhan broke the hug first. “No need, Pa, Farhan's healing percentage is not up to fifty percent. So, Papa does not need to waste money to finance Farhan.”

Papa's head shook quickly. “Ngak, Son. You must be healed. You have to fight. Papa promises to be with you always.”

“Pa—”

“Nak, let's fight together. Nothing is impossible in this world as long as God wants it. You can see Brother, ‘kan? Now Brother can recover because Brother keeps fighting.”

Farhan tried to think about his father's words, it's true, thanks to Reyhan's continued efforts to fight. Her brother was now able to recover and live a normal life. “But if Farhan gets tired and wants to rest. Please don't force Farhan, yes, Pa.”

Papa took a long breath. Then he had to shake his head. The most important thing now was how he could get Farhan to agree first with his request. Papa hugged his son's body.

The father and son pair, once separated by an invisible distance, gave each other warmth in one embrace.