"Adik, abah suffered a stroke while driving. We have to go back to hometown immediately", I received a call from my sister that afternoon saying that my dad was already in the hospital. Not sure how his condition was. Panic, I packed my clothes and left a message on Jann handphone.
On the way back home, worries overcome me. Please God, don't let anything happened to my dad. I keep on praying till we reach General Hospital. Reaching his ward, I saw my dad sitting on his bed with a frown on his face. As soon as he saw us approaching, he commanded, my sister (yes,whatever my dad says was an instruction not a request)and brother to check him out from the hospital. He could not stand the smell and the treatment. Actually my dad hates the hospital especially the nurses whom he thinks are damn rude. The doctors was reluctant to let him go home as he just suffered a minor heart attack. My brother assures the doctors that he will bring my dad to private practice for further check up.
The funny part was my dad being tricky about the whole hospital thing trying to squeeze himself out from getting further check up. He keep on saying there is nothing wrong with him. I managed to persuade him to go to another hospital and get himself better treatment. At last he felt defeated and was admitted for 3 days at the nearest private hospital.
A week went by and my leaves of absence has required me to go back to work. When I was at hometown, i tried calling Jann many times. Either she said she was busy with work or she was asleep. The day that I went back, she was not around at home. I was expecting that she will wait for me as it was been a week we been separated.
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