At the End of My Tired!

Part XXII's

"Sorry, dad. Sarah's at home." Said Sarah while putting down the groceries she was carrying.

"What did you do, you were painting?".. Mr. Ramdhan asked his son.

"Yes, yeah, just made a sketch. I will continue when I get out of the hospital. Tomorrow so right, the schedule sets the ring?".. Sarah asked her father, while tidying up the father's clean clothes, which she had just brought from home.

"So, doctor Reza had already told the father how the procedure. Don't be afraid he said, at a local anesthetic, in the area to be dissected. His surgery was also a minor surgery just to insert his catheter, so no need to worry. I'm ready." Obviously Mr. Ramdhan on his son, who had an anxious look on his face.

"Father eat first yes, surely I'm tired of eating hospital food from yesterday. Sarah there buyin grilled fish gurame favorite father, this is also his vegetable soup. Sarah want a bribe what to eat by herself? Pake hands, father's hands are infused with the upper arm right, this is not what if you bend? It hurts, huh?"..

"No pain, even the father is grateful in his infusion there, so do not interfere with the activity of the fingers." Yes, yesterday when first brought to the hospital, Mr. Ramdhan's condition was very weak. He had been feeling pain for 2 days, but because he did not want to bother Sarah, Mr. Ramdhan preferred to rest at home. But who would have thought after the dawn prayer, his condition worsened. The only thought to be contacted by him was, kang Ujang, the next door neighbor of his house.

His condition was already weak, making it difficult for the nurse to install the infusion, until the end after how many times failed, the nurse decided to install her in the veins in the folds of the arms.

"Bring here, let me eat alone, you eat the same as me." Ramdhan sir was excited.

"What did you buy, for you?" Ask Mr. Ramdhan to see the new package will be opened by Sarah.

"Fried rice anchovies well, the petai does not exist. Difficult nyariya said mas Diman, again not the season possible." Sarah answered seemed less excited, the chapter he really likes the type of food that smells sharp.

"That's how if we have neighbors who do not have a tolerance attitude, it is not worth to be an example. Though who often asks for our petai if it has been fruitful, not to mention the vegetables that father planted. Who said to ask a little for vegetables lunch, but if you have taken, can save for a week. Like pissed I tuh, put if Sarah already has more money, Sarah wants to raise another special fence next to the house Mr. Dulah that's it." Omel Sarah was upset.

"Udah justin, not good the same sir Dulah. He often helps father if more trouble, his wife let alone. That is his habit, the same as the other neighbors. Don't worry, it could be stressful, if we follow her way." Mr. Ramdhan's advice to his son, he does not want Sarah increasingly dislike his neighbor.

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"Where, yeah, the taste. Her sweet martabak Sarah bought a decet minimarket in front of the hospital. Which place Sarah used to buy again is not open, this father wants to try his satay, really good." Said Sarah while thrusting the package containing satay on her father.

"One day, nyantap. Dad was full to eat earlier.

"Well, if Sarah split up with Angga, would you be angry with Sarah?".. Said Sarah on the sidelines of her meal, Sarah spoke in a timid tone.

"The essence of the marriage, complement and make each other happy. But if you do not feel happy, can not complement each other even tend to hurt each other. As good as it is, if not, in finding a way out together. But if the effort is also no longer successful, do not force it. The one who runs the household is you and Angga, both bad couples do not need to be in the umbar out. If parting is the best way, do it. Stop hurting each other in order to defend something that is not worth fighting for. It's selfish, the name."

"Dad will support whatever your decision is, dad is still there. The daughter, where she came home when she was not needed at her husband's house, was her father's house. Make yourself happy, we do not have people, but our ignorance is not a reason for others to step on our self-esteem, to be left alone." Mr. Ramdhan's advice at length, he also wants his son to be happy, has enough pressure during the 2 years of his son's marriage.

Sarah was stuck in the lap of the father, who still faithfully stroked her head lovingly. He was grateful to God, who was so good that he sent a father figure who loved himself so much.