I HELD Dad's hand tightly as we crossed the road to the operating room. I just stopped and just staring at him from the closed door.

My tears fell out of fear and anxiety. "Uncle will surely be fine." I felt Jacky's warm palm on my shoulder.

"Yes, he will." I convinced myself, I sat in the waiting area and there my hands were neatly folded before closing my eyes firmly. I haven't slept for almost two days since the Doctor told me that Dad's operation will start today. I watched Dad almost every night while they're checked his vitals.

Relax, a voice whispered in my mind so I took...