55. Bunda's prayer

There was Isaac's voice, soft yet close, forcing Dewa with difficulty to open his eyes.

"Ma ...."

Dewa calls Mrs. Zeza, very soft. However, his mother could still hear him

"Dewa, have you realized?" exclaimed Mrs. Zeza in a muffled voice, she suddenly stood up from her chair and pressed the bell attached to the wall above her son's head. As the doctor ordered her.

The face of this middle-aged woman looks very happy, even though the guest anxiety has not completely disappeared.

"Dewa ...!" Pak Bagas, who was on the sofa next to the entrance to the room, rushed to his son who was lying weakly with bandages on his head and left hand. When he heard his wife's muffled scream

Even though in the end he only got the smile forced by the eldest son.

"Wait, honey," said Mrs. Zeza, her left hand gently stroking their handsome son's hair.

"Rere ....?"