BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

72. Mom Enters the Hospital

Trings. A message went to my phone. Followed by the next message. The group I filled with my three best friends was immediately crowded. There are fifty connecting messages coming.

[Ra, look at Ken's Facebook.] Aya said.

[Crazy for Bianca, still approaching Ken.] Dini added.

[Ra, you don't get hooked just yet.] Risa's ink.

The next message is similar. I chose to ignore first because when I reopened Ken's account, the photo was gone. Who removed it? Ken or Bianca?

[Darling, what are you doing?] ask Ken. Apparently he rocks online.

[Seeing your account. How is the picture gone?] my many.

[Don't misunderstand Ra, I can explain everything. I don't know about that photo either. I don't know when he took it. But we are not both like the caption he made. I have warned Bianca, her account has been blocked, even now she has gathered first to Indonesia, she is not involved in this project. Even if you want, I can fire him.]

[Why get fired, nothing.]

[Ra, are you angry?]

[No.]

[Keep the answer short?]

[Because, I miss you.]

[MasyaAllah, miss you to, wife 😍😘 until you want to cry.]

[Do you want to cry?]

[This is how it feels in a wife's kangenin. Touched, Ra.]

I chuckled at the reply sent by Ken. Because of the preoccupation of forgetting to reply to the messages of my three friends until they were excited, because the message I read, but there was no reply at all. So Aya had to call because she was worried about me.

[Sorry friends, I was preoccupied with replying to Ken, so I forgot to reply to your message. God willing I trust Ken, he won't fuck around. Moreover, my in-laws also support me a lot. Thank you for the attention you give.] At the end of the message do not forget I send emoticons love and hug.

[Yes, I already have a husband, we are numbered duakan -_-] reply from Aya, making me smile myself.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, I was sitting in the glass, getting ready to pick Ken up at the airport. The plane landed at ten. I want to be there before Ken comes. We made an appointment, that this morning I'd come to pick up at Ken's request. He said he missed.

"Sir, we're leaving now." I took Tati's mom waiting on the front porch.

"Yes to Rara. I was also ready." quickly Tati got into the car after opening the door for me first.

This morning the streets are still quiet because of the weekend. I enjoy traveling while looking at the tall skyscrapers behind the luxury car that Ken bought for me even though I feel no need because I can use other Ken cars. It feels a pity if you have to buy new when in the garage there are four other cars that do not know when to be used.

A few meters before the toll road, suddenly my HP was pregnant, there was an incoming message from Dinda who said that mom entered the hospital. The news certainly surprised me.

"Bak, we turn around "I said.

"Where is Rara?" ask tati.

Word

"To the hospital in the South."

"Lho, who's sick?"

"My mom. Let's go turn around the mbak."

"Keep Ken how?"

"Let me tell Ken, just ask him to come home in a taxi or an office car."

Tati deftly turned the car to the hospital I mentioned earlier. Along the way I was so nervous, worried that something happened to Mama considering the events before I married Ken, when she was in the hospital for the first time.

My mother is a strong person. Rarely ill. So when I found out Mama dropped, I was immediately worried. Afraid of serious things happening to my mom. Especially when my mom was not long ago.

In front of the room where Mama was being treated, I found Dinda sitting alone. His face was so lethargic, his eyes were also swollen, like crying for a long time. Maybe he was worried about my mother's condition.

"What's your mom, Din?" my many.

"Sister Rara!" Dinda hugged me. I don't know why I feel like there's a heavy burden on Dinda, I don't know what, but she doesn't want to share that burden with me.

"Mama why?"

"So fainted."

"Again?"

"Yes, brother."

"How does the doctor say?"

"Mama's heart, brother. The tensile is also high."

"Yes Allah ..." It felt so guilty because after marriage I never swerved my mother. For two weeks we have not met. I was just communicating with my mom through messages.

Me and Dinda went into my mom's room. On the bed, the mother was still lying with an infusion hose in her hands.

"Have you got papa and Aunt Wira?" ask Dinda, while taking out Hp to inform them.

"No, brother." Dinda held my hand.

"Lho, why?"

"It's okay. Afraid of nicotine, besides mama also will not like if many know mama in the opname."

"At least ask for prayer, Din."

"Sister!" Dinda took my HP out of hand, and then she put it back in my bag. Dinda's attitude made me wonder, what's wrong with her? Why does he look so uncomfortable when I say I want to call papa and Aunt Lisa.

"Din, why the hell?"

"It's okay, brother. Never mind. We focus on mom first. Yes, brother."

"Yes." I walked over to my mother's bed, then clasped her hand tightly. "Ma, sorry Rara yes, can only come now. Rara doesn't care about her." I whispered in her ear.

I don't know how many times my HP has trembled. As I commanded, it turned out that the missed call from Ken, there were messages as well.

"Astagfirullah, how can I forget." I patted my forehead softly.

"Why brother?" dinda asked, while continuing to pay attention to my mother.

"So your brother picked up Ken, after getting a message from you, brother came straight here, forgot Ken's ngabarin. He's gotta be waiting at the airport."

"Astagfirullah, how do you go?"

"It's gonna go ahead."

"Yes, the hunt is reported to be Ken, brother."

Ken is very understanding, he understands the carelessness I did today, despite waiting almost two hours, but Ken was not angry at all. Even Ken had said he would go straight to the hospital after delivering his belongings to the house

[Sorry Ken, because of me you have to wait a long time. Where has been left the office car.] I told him.

[It's okay, Ra. Take care of your mom there. I'll be there soon.] Ken replied.

[What's going up?]

[Taxi. See you at the hospital.]

After informing Ken, it is now his turn to tell Tati who turns out to be waiting in the parking lot. Again I was late, it should have immediately sent Mrbak Tati home, pity also if you have to wait up to three hours alone in the parking lot. All because I had already panicked first because I was worried about my condition.