
Hemiarthroplasty.
That day, for the very first time, I heard that word.
I cup my head and face in my hands, digesting hard every single word from the doctor in front of me.
My mom is trembling beside me. Shocked.
Only after 1 month we found out this truth, a painful truth.
In the first week of Hari Raya, while my sisters and I were chit chatting in the kitchen, enjoying a delicious chocolate cake moist, we suddenly heard a bang. It was 12 midnight sharp. We quickly checked and found my mom lying on the floor painfully in front the of the kitchen door. She was throwing a small plastic bag of rubbish when she accidentally stepped on a pair slippery...