Bakoh Shoulder

Chapter 47. Raininess Effect

Steadily poking his head, feeling dizzy in that part. Even though he knew he was sick, he still worked today. Teguh had bought a cold medicine at the stall, but did not know why the dizziness in his head had not subsided.

"Why?" Ask budhe Efa to see Teguh kneeling her own nape.

"Dizziness by budhe." Answer me frankly.

"Yes, don't bring a car. Give the key to Ervin, you help out at the store. But, if it hurts to go home. Meditate first before going home, let's take who that is." Said budhe Efa.

"Yes budhe." Answer the Brief.

As he moved from his seat, Teguh nudged a buyer he knew. Firmly just bow politely with a little smile in exchange for a greeting.

"Work here, Mr Teguh?" The woman greeted him first.

"Yes the teacher. Excuse me.." Steady passing away.

He did not ask why a teacher was still free at this hour outside the school. They are not the type of people who like to take care of other people's business. It's no use either.

"Mas.. Said sick? Come with me, later not anter to the doctor abis it's not anterin go home." Ervin greeted Teguh who now compiles the box to be lifted.

"Don't mas.. Let me just. We will fall even if we all bother." The four boxes of cake were put back on the display case. Because he got help from another friend.

He's just the flu but treated like a seriously ill person. They feel bad if they are treated like that.

Ervin drives a car. Several times he invited Teguh to chat but, his interlocutors like lazy to respond.

"Rest aja mas. Tomorrow it will heal. The doctor was in addition to already halal certified from MUI he also pinter nyambuhin all the sick macems due to cancer you know. Yok mas, I continue to sulinya ya."

Teguh has arrived in front of his house after being delivered to the doctor first the same Ervin earlier. His friend is unique. The language he used was different from others, his mannerisms could always entertain those around him.

"Lho, you're home." Ayu ran to see her father would open the door. Ayu herself just got home from school.

"Mr.. Dad, have you come home? You sick?" The first question when the two of their neutrals met.

"To be sent home Yu, yes, you go home. Come on in.."

Firmly lay down on a long bench. Closing the eyes of a flash item because the net feels hot. Ayu who saw it took the initiative to massage his father's feet. His father must be tired. Her thought.

"Eh don't need Yu.. I just want to lie down." He wants to wake up from his sleep. But Ayu prevented.

"It's okay sir, after all it's been a long time Ayu did not mijitin father. Sir, this is my feet hot.. Really, you're sick, aren't you?" Ayu was moved to touch her father's palm. It's hot in there too.

"Mr just dizzy little Yu, later also healed." Firmly trying to smile so as not to make Ayu anxious.

Ayu quiet. Now the boy is holding his father's hand. A few minutes later Teguh was lulled into dreamland. Knowing his dear father was asleep, Ayu walked to the room changing clothes. After that the boy went to the kitchen. Make hot tea. It is easy for him, just pour hot water from the flask into a glass that has been given tea first.

Carrying a dime of five hundreds, Ayu steadily stepped foot into the house of Juju.

"Assalamu'alaikum.. Bulek Ju's.. Buy it.." Ayu called the owner of the house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, uh Ayu.. Tumben day and day Yu. Yeah, what do you want to buy?" Bulek Juju is always happy to see Ayu.

"You buy a bulek. Buy the same rice tempe the same fried banana... What's the same again.." Ayu thought.

"A minute with the bulek.." Ayu looked again at the clear white plastic she was using for her money container earlier.

"Why buy rice, fried tempeh, and fried bananas?" Bulek Juju asked with a smile.

"Yes bulek.. But Ayu's money isn't enough, it's seven thousand.."

"Enough Yu. Pretty damn. It's." Bulek Juju handed over the plastic containing what he mentioned earlier to Ayu.

"Bulek, Ayu buy not ask.. Ayu knows that Ayu's money is not enough.. Why is it given so much?" Ayu did not accept it straight away.

"That's from bulek. For you as your father.. Single-minded bulek. You are here to bring money, the intention is to buy, right? The money is yes,"

Ayu is not feeling well. He only brought money seven thousand rupiah with five hundred fractions but got goods worth more than that.

After repeatedly thanking the bulek Juju, Ayu came home with two packs of rice and some fried foods. Ayu is afraid if he is thought to ask to be pitied by others. Surely his father would be disappointed if he knew Ayu was using their shortcomings as an excuse to be pitied by others by asking.

"Where's nduk?" Ask the person who is awake. He watched the parcel in his daughter's hand.

"From Juju's bulek house sir. Come buy this, for me." Put what he brought on the table. Firmly watching at a glance.

"Buy what Yu loves?"

"Buy sir."

"Where's the money from?"

Ayu did not answer. He walked to his room. Picking up the chicken-shaped object that had already perforated since he had just broken it.

"This sir.. Ayu every day save from the rest of the pocket money that you love. Ayu used to buy rice.. Make you eat." Afraid Ayu said this.

Not unexpectedly Teguh even approached Ayu and hugged her son, she did not expect her son could set aside an allowance that even she thought the amount was not how much.

"Maturnuwun cah ayu.. You have always been the reason for my father to stay strong and keep up the spirit. You're sholehah nduk's son.. Maturneva.." Unshakeable. Ayu doesn't understand her father's intentions, which she knows.. The boy loved his father very much.