
“Pelan-pelan, yes, eat it,” said Papa while feeding Farhan food that has been provided by the hospital. The boy will recite Papa's words. Although previously there was also a scene where Papa had to persuade Farhan desperately just to just want to devour food as intake for his body. It wasn't easy for Papa to persuade the boy. Honestly speaking, being faced with Farhan's spoiled attitude like this made Papa think that it was still better for Latisha than her brother. But Papa continued to serve his son. He didn't even go to the office, because Farhan didn't let him go. Semanja is Farhan actually. It's just, he has no place to indulge just yet.
“Pa, why is Farhan not given to eat other foods? Hospital food is bland, Pa,” Farhan said after swallowing the food in his mouth. He then grumbled in annoyance. Do not forget the pout lips that he showed and made it look very funny.
If only Papa hadn't kept his son's feelings. Maybe the guy's already messing with the kid's hair. Only, if he did. Something must have happened. Farhan's strands of hair will fall out and stick to his hands. And Papa could only laugh a little at the middle child. “Can. But later when it's healed, yes. Want to eat anything can.”
“If Farhan doesn't heal, how about, Pa? Doesn't that mean Farhan will continue to eat hospital food?”
Papa's speechless. Then, take a long breath. “Each of them you should recover dong. Let me eat whatever you want. Papa will definitely buy it for you,” said Papa. It wasn't just bragging to appease Farhan. However, he promises to pay for whatever Farhan wants later. Wh-wh-what for? To atone for the sins he had committed against Farhan. Also to change the time and the good opportunities that Farhan should get like his other two children. It might sound too late. However, it would be very sinful for Papa to not give it at all.
“Come one more bribe,” said Papa while thrusting a spoonful of bland porridge. However, it was immediately repelled with Farhan's slow trousers.
“Farhan is full, Pa,” says Farhan. In fact, not until five spoons of porridge into his stomach. However, it feels like Farhan's stomach has been affected. He was afraid if forced into food again, he would experience severe nausea.
Papa who understands Farhan's condition did not force the boy. He put the place back on the nightstand.
Just as Papa turned, he saw Farhan was pensive while staring at his hand which had strands of hair there. So quickly it turned out that the movement made Farhan. Then, Papa quickly tried to clean his son's hand. “Nothing, Son. This is only temporary,” said Papa. The one being spoken to was silent with a gaze that still fell on his hand.
Farhan. The boy is now growing the burden of his mind. Will his hair fall out? Then, he was bald overall? And the good looks he always prides himself on in front of his lover will disappear? Then, Finza will also lose love for him, because of the physical changes are so significant. Nah! Not likely. That can't happen. He could not lose the love of the woman he loved so much.
Papa quickly intercepts Farhan's hand when the boy intends to touch his head again. Farhan raised his head and looked at Papa in a few seconds. Papa then smiled faintly. “Do not. Don't ruin your mood and mind, son,” said Papa. He grabbed his son's body and hugged him.
“Let's lose Farhan's hair, Pa. Farhan will be bald.”
“Nothing. Even though there is no more hair on your head. You're still Farhan Papa's handsome son.”
“Finza definitely does not love Farhan.” anymore
“Who said? If Finza loves you sincerely. Like whatever you are, he will definitely still accept with all your flaws.”
Before Farhan spoke Papa's words. The door of the room was knocked from the outside, then appeared Mama, Reyhan, and Nadhira who were holding Radin. Their smiles were directed towards Farhan. Then, bring their pair of legs closer.
“This is why Mama's child is tangled like this?” mama asked as she touched Farhan's shoulder which now looked lethargic.
“No idea about Mama's son. Said he was no longer handsome,” Papa replied. Then, replied with a wide laugh throughout the room. It certainly made Farhan upset and wanted to curse them all. Unfortunately, the child is still self-conscious that he does not deserve to do that. Especially to his own family.
When silence comes again. Farhan stared one by one at his family members with a sad look and a flat face. Then, it turned into a sweet smile as he stared at the tiny baby inside his sister-in-law's sling. The baby smiled and made Farhan anxious. “Sister, want to carry Radin, can you?”
Nadhira looked at Reyhan first to ask for permission. Then, he gave up the little one to Farhan after getting a nod from the husband. He and the others can only watch Farhan's interactions with Radin, which warm their hearts. They could also hear Farhan's crisp laughter playing with the nephew. Until Farhan's successful speech made them silent.
“Om Farhan will soon be bald, tau. So, Radin won't have a handsome Om anymore. How's dong? Radin still wants the same friend Om, no, hm?” farhan said, taking his nephew to talk. “If Om is no longer handsome. No one is the same friend anymore. Om must be sad.”
The attention of the entire room was again seized by the sound of knocking on the door. From behind the open door of the room, there appeared a veiled woman who appeared with a sweet smile. She is Farhan's lover, Finza.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam,” answer everything at the same time, except Farhan. The man was just stunned to see the arrival of his lover.
Finza touched each other in the room.
“Radin here only,” said Farhan quickly. Nadhira replied with a nod. Then, go outside with the others and leave Farhan and Finza in the nursery.
Silence came to pause and close medekap the lovers in a few moments. Until Finza's soft voice managed to deport the silence inside the ward.
“How are you doing, Mas?”
“Feel better, By,” Farhan replied, adding a faint smile. While his hands he let played by his nephew.
Finza smiled too. He was also pleased with the development experienced by Farhan, his lover. “Sorry I just got here now. Hm, yesterday I was also treated, Mas,” Finza said in a frightened tone at his last sentence. After that, he lowered his head. Farhan would definitely scold him after this. As usual.
Farhan's long breath was heard. “Why again? Self working memforsir, hm?”
Finza. This time he did not hear Farhan scolding him. But just the opposite. The man spoke very softly. Then, Finza could only nod her head in agreement. He was not used to lying to the man sitting on the sick bed. After all, her lover is not a type of person who is easily lied to.
“I will often say the same to you. You can work, but remember your health too.”
“Iya, Mas. Sorry,” Finza said.
“By, can I drop Radin?” asked Farhan who suddenly felt his body relax so that he could not support his own body. He also leaned directly on the pile of pillows behind him.
“Yes Allah, Mas, you why?” finza asked as she grabbed Radin's body from her lover's lap. “I call the doctor, yes.”
Farhan shook his head. “Ngak. Don't need. I'm just limp,” Farhan replied not lying.
“You sure?”
Farhan nodded. “By, I want to ask you something, can?”
“Of course can.”
“If I'm no longer handsome. You still love me, don't you?”
“Ngak,” reply Finza fast. That made Farhan's expression change. That was not the answer Farhan had expected.
“I can't if I don't love you, Mas,” Finza continued and smiled broadly. “As with anything you are, I will still love you.”
Farhan's faint smile rose in an instant. Then, he told his girlfriend about the side effects of chemotherapy that he underwent.
Finza casually replied, “Not anything bald. Her hair will grow again, Mom. In the meantime, I'll make it for you. Want, no?”
There was no look of sadness and disappointment on his face. It made Farhan feel his heart warm. The fear that he had felt was now out with the air of his nursery. Farhan nodded his head with certainty. “Thank you, yes, By, already love me for who I am.”
“Iya, Mas Ganteng,” replied Finza.
The couple spent time together with laughter. So do those who enjoy playing with Radin.