Mega has been in the hospital for three nights. She is accompanying her grandmother, who has just finished surgery.
Grandma just finished her lunch and took medicine. The woman was already in her sixties, had gone back to sleep.
Mega's gaze still looks sad. It gently brushes every side of Grandma's face. Even though her wrinkled skin was visible a lot. But the friendly impression on her grandmother's face would not be lost.
"Grandma, get well soon," Mega said sadly. She was sitting on a small chair that was tightly attached to the side of the bed.
She put one hand on the bed. As she continued to pray in her heart for the healing of the only family she loved so much.
When Mega was in pain, the bedroom door opened with a very low squeak. Wira was seen who had just arrived, carrying two cups of coffee in his hand. He gave a sparkling look to Mega, who didn't expect his arrival.