Always Have Ways to Love You
Always Have Ways to Love You A Story Based on Abraham Prisa Utama’s Experience XII-A SMAN 2 Kuala Kapuas “Dad, I’m heading off to school now. Today, my team and I will be competing. Please keep me in your prayers, Dad. I’m always praying for you, too,” I said, gently kissing my father’s hand in respect as he lay weakly on the hospital bed wearing his blue patient gown. I pulled the handle of the door to Room Anggrek 2, a room I had become all too familiar with ever since my father’s health began to drop frequently, forcing him to be hospitalized for medical care. I stepped out, leaving my father in the loving care of my mother who stayed by his side. I let out a deep sigh. I was supposed to be excited about participating in the quiz competition with my class team, X-A. However, that excitement was heavily clouded by constant worry over my father's unpredictable condition. He could feel fine one moment, only to suddenly drop hours later or the following day. I ...