
On the second day he worked everything was still going smoothly, Indah also really enjoyed his work. After he finished teaching he cleaned up his things, the children were resting outside, playing on the slide, swing or playing chases with friends, who were still in the classroom, fun to eat his stuff. Just as he was about to enter his room, a boy suddenly entered with a gasp.
"Mother teacher, Madam teacher... Huuff." - huuffttt." Breathe in and breathe out again.
"What's Rehan? Why run around like that, you have to be careful son, if it falls how?" Come closer, give advice.
"That's the teacher, Naya... Naya fell, her legs were bleeding." Reporting what he saw.
Beautiful then asked where the fallen child was, the boy named Rehan then took his hand, leading him.
Seeing the girl crying, Indah immediately carried her, as the homeroom of the child of course it was her responsibility. While continuing to calm the little girl he led her into his room. Rehan who had been trailing behind his teacher's mother stopped in the classroom, stopping there.
Naya was still crying looking at the small wound on her knee that was bleeding. Beautiful still trying to entertain.
"It's okay Naya, the teacher's mother will treat Naya's wounds, don't cry anymore either..." Rubbing the little girl's head, sat her down on the mini sofa she had in her room. Naya pulled her foot away from the hand of Indah, afraid to be treated.
"But... But Ma'am ka... Naya's legs hurt, huhuu." Binge.
"After the mother treated him, Naya's wounds would be better, no longer hurt. Yeah...." Still persuading.
The little girl seemed to think for a moment, before finally slowly nodding her head.
Beautifully smiling, he went to pick up the P3K box available in his room, then opened the veil he used after wearing it again when finished teaching the children earlier.
Beautifully treated Naya carefully and gently, cleaning her wounds, occasionally looking at the face of the little girl, who complained of being restrained.
"Naya likes yah playing chases ?" Ask to distract naya.
"iya Bu guru, Naya is very fond of running, Naya always wins the loh if again playing, naya can catch all Naya's friends who run, and if Naya is chased, Naya is chased, naya's friend must be very difficult to catch Naya Bu's teacher." Fun to tell with enthusiasm.
"God, Naya is great. But next time be careful well, when Naya cuts Naya herself who feels the pain." Pairing plaster at Naya's feet.
The little girl nodded.
"It's over, how, it's better, isn't it?"
Naya nodded again, smiling at her knees looking cute with an emoticon plaster.
"Thank you, teacher."
"Everything dear." Sniffing Naya's head.
"Mother teacher?" Call out.
The lovely who was storing the P3K box back into the small closet turned around, asking what was up. Naya simply shook her head, then smiled before she finally said.
"Great teacher's mother, good again." Plain talk.
Lovely just smiling to hear it, the words of a very sincere little boy sounded.
After that little girl said goodbye to Indah, permission to play outside again. Beautiful allows with a note should not play chases first, because Naya's knee still hurts. Naya nodded her head, understood. He also seems not to want to play chases now, what he wants to do at this time is, show a beautiful plaster attached to his feet to his friends, and told me that the beautiful teacher's mother treated her feet.
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Adnan and Mrs Ratih finally meet. When he returned to his mother's room in care, how happy the man saw that Mrs Ratih was awake, helped by her sister Humairah to eat breakfast brought by the hospital staff, he said, the mother and child gave each other a longing, Mrs Ratih hugged her only son tightly, as if she was afraid if she returned to live away Adnan.
Adnan again wiped away the tears that fell on his mother's cheeks, a happy cry and longing that was very clearly visible. Saying 'mama don't cry anymore, I'm near mama now'.
Before long...
Mrs Ratih fell asleep again after she finished her breakfast and talked to Adnan, from the conversation, Adnan always asked what happened, why he was in the bathroom in such a state the other day, Adnan wanted an explanation. But Mrs Ratih was still silent, did not want to tell stories or explain anything, choosing to look for other topics in their discussion.
Adnan did not want to force his mother, given how she is now. He will be patient to wait, until his mother is better. He just wanted to know, very curious, is that man who has made his mother like this?
Adnan was still holding onto the hand of Mrs Ratih, smiling at her looking slick. Humairah who sat next to him also felt calmer, his mother's longing for her brother was cured.
"Oh yes, brother, I forgot." Slowly hit his forehead.
"Hustt...." Humairah followed, release. He glanced at Bu Ratih, almost waking up his mother who had just fallen asleep.
Adnan gestured to speak outside the room, releasing his hand from the grasp of Mrs Ratih very slowly.
"The doctor who handled my mom waited for my sister in her room."
Adnan nodded.
"All right, I'll be there. But where's the room?"
Humairah thought, before finally shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders, not knowing.
Adnan again asked if Humairah knew the doctor's room? Humairah shook his head. It seemed like his mother had mentioned the name of the handsome doctor, but he was too focused on the doctor's face, forgetting about the others, just looking at the beautiful face in front of him, he kept thinking hard, trying to remember.
The name of the doctor is not a name with difficult letters, plus the name is also familiar to him.
Adnan thought for a moment, yesterday the doctor did not take off the mask he used, so he did not know how his face.
"Well, you'll find him yourself, remember what the doctor's name is?"
Humairah closed his eyes, until he finally nodded his head.
"Aah! I remember brother." Lifting up to the air.
Adnan was surprised.
"So mom called him doctor David brother."
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Hearing the name, Adnan immediately recalled the past. The name, very familiar to him, recalled the figure of a close friend during school.
"David..." Small talk.
"Yes, his name is Doctor David." Humairah.
"The handsome one." He whispered, the girl smiled shyly.
"What he is is David.... CK, no.... Maybe it's another David." Talking to yourself.
Although Adnan also hoped, the doctor David in question was his old friend, he had not known from the man for a long time.
"Why do you know that doctor?" Enthusiastic asking with sparkling eyes.
"So, you have to make sure first."
Humairah was shaking her lips.
Adnan looked suspiciously.
"Eh, what's up? Why is it suddenly so pouting? You like yah..." Seductively.
"Eh, no.... Sister knows." Hiding his reddened face.
"Ekhm. earlier you were also very enthusiastic about discussing it, well, so the story brother again holds your secret, hayoo... Later sister will know mom." Closer his face to Humairah's ear, back to teasing.
"Oh, brother Adnan." Hit Adnan's arm.
Before moving on from there Adnan looked at Humairah's serious face.
"But even if you like it, brother will never allow you to date, understand!"
"Oh brother Adnan, anyone who wants to date who the hell, already there! Find the doctor's office." Pushing Adnan.
Adnan shook his head, his sister is already big. Already able to like a man, the man then moved on, leaving Humairah who was still blushing embarrassed because he was caught liking the handsome doctor who cared for his mother.