2X MARRIED TO A COUSIN

Pick up Misses

Rasya exhaled and then rubbed his hair violently.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim Nadia. Why should I always be the cause of your suffering?"

Rasya again pressed the intercom button to contact Ifada.

"Yes, Mr Rasya?" greet Ifada.

"Please print out Asa Nahdiana's biodata, then take it to my room immediately!" rasya's Order.

"Okay, sir," replied Ifada. Rasya immediately disconnected.

"I must see the girl immediately" muttered Rasya. A few moments later.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!" rasha's orders.

A hijab-wearing woman with work clothes and a stofmap in her hand entered the room. "This is the data you asked for, sir" he said.

"Please sit down, Ifada!" rasha's orders again.

Ifada placed the stofmap he held on the table in front of Rasya.

"In the scholarship requirements, a scholarship recipient student must not apply for leave, sir," explained Ifada.

"Yes, I know. All of his tuition fees until he finishes I will pay him, take from my salary, and tell the student if the scholarship has been returned. Please keep this a secret, don't let the girl know it's from me" Rasya said.

"Good, Sir. Sorry sir, I'm curious. Who exactly is that girl? It seems that you care about him" asked Ifada.

"Do you want to know or do you want to know?" rasya replied in a convoluted manner.

"Ih, Mr. Rasya apparently likes puzzles," said Ifada chuckled.

"You've heard of the stabbing involving my ex-wife, haven't you, Ifada?" ask Rasya.

"Yes, Sir. That was about two months ago."

"The girl you pulled out her scholarship was the victim of the stabbing" Rasya replied.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim" said Ifada.

"He was forced to leave college because he was in a coma for more than a month and still needed a healing period. I am the one who must be responsible with the calamity that befell him" Rasya added.

"O, so. But I kind of caught something else in your eyes" guessed Ifada.

"Ah, I know you," elak Rasya.

"Hahaha, Mr. Rasya does not want to be honest with himself. Excuse me first dech, sir," said Ifada.

"Please, Ifada. Thank you for helping me" Rasya said.

"Come back, uh I mean the same, sir," replied Ifada chuckled and walked out of the room. Rasya just smiled in response.

After the death of Ifada, Rasya opened a stofmap containing a sheet of Nadia's biodata. Rasya perused every detail of the data.

"Indramayu," muttered Rasya. He then grabbed his phone located on the table in front of him, taking a photo of Nadia's address with the camera of his cellphone. Then call someone.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Rasya," the voice of Mr. Supri, the private driver of Mr. Baskoro, was heard from the other end of the phone.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, sir. Later at four in the afternoon take me to Indramayu yes, sir. We met at home" Rasya said.

"Well, Mas Rasya," said Mr. Supri.

Rasya also closed the call after saying hello. Azan Dzuhur just reverberated. But it seems that Rasya is not at home to wait until four in the afternoon to go to Indramayu. Actually at one noon he still had a schedule to fill the lecture in the classroom semester VII, but because he could not concentrate, he asked his Asdos to fill his lecture hours.

Rasya drove his car out of the campus gate. He took the car to a hospital, parked in the parking lot. Rasya hurriedly walked through the corridor leading to the special hospital room for children.

Slowly Rasya opened the door of a room. A little girl appeared to be lying weakly in a cage with an infusion hose attached to her right leg. Ms. Nastiti was sitting on the side seat of the cage.

Rasya stepped closer to the cage and kissed Tiara's forehead who was still sleeping for a while. A sadness appeared on his face. "I'm sorry Papa, son," he said.

Rasya's view shifted to Bu Nastiti. "Will Tiara eat, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"So early in the morning just drink apple juice" replied Ms. Nastiti. "You're home at this hour, aren't there any teaching hours?" tanyakanya.

"Rasha's feelings aren't calm, Mom. Rasya asked the assistant lecturer to replace Rasya's duties," Rasya replied.

"When are you ready to pick up Nadia?" ask Miss Nastiti to the point.

"Later afternoon bakda Ashar, in sya Allah Rasya asked Mr. Supri to be escorted there, Ma'am. Now Rasya wants to pray and immediately rest at home" Rasya replied. "Mother definitely hasn't prayed and had lunch? I pray and have lunch first, let Rasya take care of Tiara here" he added.

"All right, Mom's out first. I want to pray at the hospital mosque only," said Ms. Nastiti, Rasya nodded. Ms. Nastiti took the face, then walked out of the room.

Rasya sat on the chair that was occupied by Ms. Nastiti. She gently stroked the princess's hair while resting her head on a pillow beside Tiara.

Tiara opened her eyes as she felt disturbed. He blinked his eyes adapting to the room. "Papa" called out to him in a weak voice.

"Yes dear," Rasya straightened his head. "Papa wants to pick up Mama Nanad for Tiara" he said.

"Introduction, Pa?" tanyanya was gleeful with a smile adorning her cute pale face.

"But there are conditions" Rasya said.

The face of sumringah Tiara now turned sullen. "What tools, Pa?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, Pa. Aya wants to eat," replied Tiara enthusiastically smiling again.

"What's the bribe?" Tiara nodded. Rasya helps Tiara to sit down. He then took the tray that was on the nightstand, and then sat back in the original chair. "Read the do'a before you eat first, honey," she asked.

Tiara read the do'a her papa asked for smoothly even in her signature slurred accent. After finishing, Rasya began to feed water with a spoon to Tiara's mouth so as not to choke, then feed the porridge provided by the hospital. Tiara enthusiastically accepted the mouthful of porridge given by her papa.

'It turns out that the girl exerts a great influence on my son, ' Rasya's inner self while continuing to feed the porridge into Tiara's mouth.

"The sixth plane immediately rolled into the base, uwinguwinguwinguwing." he said in a loud voice, lifting the spoon in a meandering motion towards Tiara's mouth. After Tiara opened her mouth again, Rasya put the porridge into her own mouth.

"Papa's coming home, Papa lapal?" tiara smiled.

"Yes, Papa's hungry. So let's finish the porridge before Papa eats, dear," Rasya said. But when Rasya feed back into Tiara's mouth, Tiara had locked her mouth tightly, she had no appetite anymore.

"Tiara is full?" ask Rasya again. Tiara just nodded. "Yes, spend the drink first, after that Tiara bobok again yes, dear!" his orders. Rasya took the glass filled with water, then brought it closer to Tiara's lips. Tiara only drank a little.

Rasya helped his daughter lie down and stroked Tiara's forehead into her hair. But Tiara was no longer sleepy. Until Ms. Nastiti reentered the room.

"E ... , Eyang's grandson is awake" said Ms. Nastiti.

"Udah donk, have eaten too you know, Eyang," said Rasya.

"Wah increase, want to meet Mama Nanad ya must want to eat to be healthy quickly. Isn't that right, honey?" Tiara nodded happily.

"Mom's here, get home! He said he wanted to rest" told Ms. Nastiti.

"Mom ate?" ask Rasya.

"It was just now in the hospital canteen" replied Ms. Nastiti.

"Kok's fast?" ask Rasya.

"Mother is afraid you'll wait."

"Yes, Papa would like to pick up Mama Nanad yes, dear. Tiara is fine with Eyang huh!" pamit Rasya to his daughter. Tiara nodded, Rasya kissed her forehead.

"Rasya saying goodbye, Mom," said Rasya kissing the back of Ms. Nastiti's hand.

"Be careful, say your regards to Nadia and her family" Ms. Nastiti said.

"This is Allah, Ma'am" Rasya said. He immediately came out of the room. Now in the hospital room Tiara only live Tiara and Bu Nastiti.

"Later if Mama Nanad arrives, Tiara don't ask for a sling, dear. Mama Nanad's waist has just healed" Nastiti told her granddaughter. Tiara nodded.

"Yes want Mama Nanad nina bobo sincerely read celita," said Tiara.

"Tiara must pray so that Papa can persuade Mama Nanad to stay with Tiara, thankfully Papa wants to marry Mama Nanad, let Mama Nanad be the real Mama Tiara," said Bu Nastiti. Tiara just nodded even though she actually did not understand what Miss Nastiti said.

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Edos and Tania came out of the poly obgyn check room. Outside the room Nurlita was already welcoming with a feeling of uncertainty. Nurlita stood up and asked Edos and Tania, "how did it go?"

"We'll talk in the car, Ma. Now we go home, pity Tania is tired" said Edos.

"Come, but stop by the diner. Tania must be hungry too" Nurlita asked. They were out of the hospital waiting in the yard. Not long after the car was driven by Aris stopped in front of them. They immediately got into the car.

"So how did it go?" Nurlita returned to collect Edos' promise.

Edos began to tell as much detail as possible what had happened in the room poly Obgyn.

"The baby's body hasn't turned this around, Ma'am. His head is not down yet. Though the age of the womb is 39 weeks," said Heru doctor while looking at the monitor. He returned to his seat where Edos sat before him.

Tania tidied up her clothes after the nurse cleaned the gel in her stomach. He came down from the cage and sat down again beside Edos.

"Then what, doc? What do we do?" ask Edos.

"Must be operated immediately, the age of the mother's womb is also ready for surgery, at least 37 weeks of gestational age can be performed Cesar surgery," replied the doctor.

Edos clasped Tania's cold hand. "When can the doctor operate on my wife?" tanyakanya.

"Today my operating schedule is tight, tomorrow afternoon can be. This I make a cover letter, tomorrow can directly register for Cesar's surgery in the registration section," replied Heru doctor.

"Then what should my wife do before surgery, doc?" ask Edos again.

"Physical and mental preparation is necessary, then four hours before the operation must be fasting, then the need for maternal and baby clothing post-surgery must also be prepared from home."

"I think it's enough, doc. We'll be back in the morning. Thanks for the time."

"Together, Mas. Here is the cover letter" said Heru doctor handed him a paper.

Edos received the paper and slipped it into a pink book and put it in his sling bag. Then out with Tania to the outside of the poly Obgyn room.

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