At the End of My Tired!

XXXvi Parts

"Sorry, old Sarah. Breakfast was downstairs." Sarah said bad, must be the father waiting for her to have breakfast together.

"Yes, it's okay. I had breakfast too, I had taken medicine. How was the result of a meeting with Dr. Reza?"..

Sarah almost forgot to explain that her father can go home today. "Dad can go home today, glad you didn't. Must be the same garden kangen playing chess with Ujang kang sama kang Sadin." Sarah chuckled softly.

"Happy, dad. Have you taken care of the administration yet? Is your money enough? Did you bring the ATM you asked for? That you check later how much the balance is, use it all to increase hospital costs. Your money is saved for other purposes." Obviously Mr. Ramdhan is at length.

"No, Sarah's money is a lot. I'm calm, father's son is rich now." Sarah chuckles softly. Too cruel if he uses his father's money, he can still if only to pay his father's hospital fees.

"Yes already, which Sarah bag, huh? Sarah's going to the administration first."

"That's dad put in the drawer, you don't carelessly, especially if there's money, afraid of sleeping father does not pay attention. The heart of which knows." Advice from Mr. Ramdhan.

"Ready, dad. Forgive your careless son." Sarah said in a voice. " Sarah down first yes, this stuff later sarah aja aja that is simple, anyways stay the same blanket that is just this." Point Sarah to a bowl and glass she hasn't had time to wash.

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"Try the check again, ma'am. Kasian if you get wrong to pay, must be confused now. Not a little money, let me replace it." Said Sarah seemed agitated, because the cost of care of the father has been paid, regardless of who.

"But according to the data on our computer, on behalf of Mr. Ramdhani Herlambang has been paid in full, mba. This is the receipt on behalf of Sarah. Maybe he forgot, already the deposit so it is considered not paid." Obviously the administration official was on Sarah at length.

"It's nothing, ma'am. It's my money still intact, no penny cake." Sarah said impatiently, she showed me the money in the brown envelope she was carrying.

"Trus, his past will pay if it is declared paid off. Later we are accused of corruption, mbak. All of us can be in service today. Please cooperate, ma'am, please watch over us." Say the administrative officer with a clear face.

Sarah was silent thinking about something, what her husband paid for her father's hospital. But the feelings are impossible, given the stingy nature of the husband. Where would he want to lose tens of millions, just for the cost of treating the father.

"Yes, it's been mbak. Thanks, sorry for making a mess." Said Sarah was not good, he only realized if he had made a queue to explode behind him.

While a man was staring at Sarah from a distance with great admiration, if someone else was in Sarah's position, perhaps they would seem very happy. But Sarah was just the opposite, the woman was so insistent on wanting to pay the cost of his father's treatment with his own money.

"Hello, Abdi. You've taken care of all the drugs, I don't want Sarah to come in line."

("Already, sir. Later there will be a nurse who deliver the medicine, directly to his father's room, young lady.")

"All right, thank you very much. Continue your work."

("Okay, young master.")

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Sarah was walking in the hospital hallway, her mind tired of thinking about the possibility, about who had paid for her father's hospital expenses.

"Sar, Sarah wait. I finally met you too. Sit here first, sar. I'll say, please. Just a second, I promise." The man pulled Sarah's arm, toward the chair near the hospital's garden.

"What the hell are you talking about, ma'am." Said Sarah upset, she was thinking a lot now the husband even came without being invited.

"After a while, Sar. You don't see how I look. From yesterday I had no bath, no food and no rest. Have mercy on me, Sar. Sit here first." Ucapa Angga patted the chair on his side with a face of sand.

Sarah just realized, if the clothes that her husband was wearing were still yesterday. Wherever the man came from, it was impossible to go around looking for him and only until now.

"By the way, mas. Don't have to talk. I'll take care of dad's administration." Sarah deliberately said that, because she wanted to provoke her husband's reaction.

"Dad you want to go home today? Yeah, we'll take care of the administration first, yuk." Angga took out his wallet and handed over the card that Sarah had rejected yesterday. "You who hold it from now on, you arrange your expenses, then I fill every month." Said Angga with hopes as high as the sky.

"No, I have money. Dad's money I mean, still enough. More actually, you save it, or love Lusi or your future wife." Reject Sarah again, making Angga really frustrated.

"Sar, you're my wife. It'll be like that forever, there won't be any Lusi or Miranda." Angga said unknowingly, had mentioned the name of the future wife of his mother's choice.

"So, Miranda's name. Good, must be a beautiful person and certainly not barren rich me." Sarah's sarcasm makes Angga riled up.

"No, Sar. I don't want to marry him, it's my choice, let my mom take care of herself

Last night I didn't come there because I was busy with Lus..." Angga realized he had been so careless in speaking, immediately silenced. The sight of his wife, looking so calm, even more frightened him half to death.

"I mean, Lu...."

"Yes, Luci is more important for you to take care of, I understand, I'm not angry. Just don't bother me anymore and take care of our divorce, or I'll take care of it myself." Sarah then turned to leave her husband who was still sculpting.

"Sar, that's not what I mean. Listen first, please. Lusi was raided by the wife of the man he dated, and then escorted by someone who claimed to find him on the street. It's bleeding, but fortunately... The ingredients are still safe."

Angga lowered his voice at the end of the sentence.

"Well, congratulations. Finally your dream with your mom finally materialized, marry her, divorce me. Fast as I can." Sarah said with mixed feelings.