
Rayna gushes Adjie to leave the treatment room when he has not yet shaken, kissing the back of Mami's and Papi's hands. Want to immediately eliminate the look of objection on the face of the prospective husband as well as explain the matter that Adjie is jealous of. While Mami and Papi approached the bed, approaching Dara who finally opened his eyes and smiled longing for Genma and Genpa.
"He's staying over?" the door to the room has not been fully Rayna, Adjie immediately scouted. From her tone, Rayna knew very well that this man was angry.
"His two want his father to take care of him. I can't do anything to refuse."
"Keep why don't you go home? Even alone here." Adjie's voice still rising.
With her head half dizzy, Rayna exhaled weakly. He grabbed Adjie's hand to hold. "I'm worried the same, Dara. I'm afraid he needs me. That's why I survived last night. I also asked Dara's father to come home. But last night was not supportive. Dara continued muttering, calling her father." very softly Rayna in speaking. Making Adjie did not have the heart to sulk for long even though his heart felt numb because of jealousy. "Please understand my condition, yes, Mas. My son is sick again. He needs us. I'm the same Mas Dipta also did not talk much. Just about Dara. She slept with Dara. I'm on the couch."
"But I saw you put a sweater on his body."
Rayna laughed a little, shaking firmly. "His sweater fell because of Dara's leg, Mas. I picked it up and put it down again."
"Hem." Adjie nodded, trying to believe. For three years of knowing, Rayna was always honest never lying.
"And you say we can be picky friends, picky couples. But, to do good, we can't be picky."
Adjie smiled, he nodded in agreement.
"Sorry, yes, my mother."
"Yes, honey. I'm sorry too, yeah. I was really surprised. It's only natural that I'm jealous."
"Yes, Mas. Its nothing. I-i understand. But, in the future I ask for your understanding, yes. Dara's disease will make me to keep in touch with, Mas Dipta. Just exchanging ideas. If there is no affection." the two throw a smile at each other. The new vibe of love nurtures, seen from Rayna's twinkle in the eye to Adjie.
Adjie reached out, wanting to tidy up Rayna's haircut that looked out. "You go to the cafeteria, right? Breakfast first."
Rayna nodded. "Come, Mas." does not want Adjie sulking, Rayna try to keep the mood of the man who will marry her in two months as planned. Dara's problem, there are Mami, Papi and Dipta who take care.
"Mom stayed undaunted, yes, son," said inwardly and walked away with Adjie to the cafeteria downstairs.
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Dara Gegas carried Papi to be brought to the sofa. While Mami opened the package of Dara's favorite cake that Mami bought a subscription cake shop in London. They both let Dipta who still open his mouth because it is getting louder.
A cloudy and muddy stout combed the faces of Papi and his wife. The only grandson of the child who is also the only one who is sick with a disease that does not play games.
"Aja moved her stay in London, yuk, the same Genpa and Genma," Mami told Dara while offering cheese cake with almonds. Throwing ass, sitting next to Papi.
Dara shook her head in Papi's lap. "Genpa same Genma who moved here. Just like me and Mom."
"There's a good doctor. Can't do you a favor, "cut Papi, after kissing Dara's cheek.
Dara nodded again. "How about the same, Dad? Too far away dong." turned towards Dipta whose snoring was getting louder. Mami and Papi who still harbored disappointment and heartache to Dipta shook their heads while not caring. "You can go there if you miss."
"What's Dara really sick about, Genpa? How should I be treated far away? Yesterday was also on a cry. Grandma, Grandpa, Mom, Dad, Om and Aunt are the same." Dara's lips were covered in cheese, Mami seka while giving the eye code to her husband to stop the conversation.
The understanding Papi nodded. They know that Dara doesn't know at all. It was just that he was able to feel that his body was indeed being uneasy.
"Where else do you want?" turning the conversation around, Mami pointed at some of the other cakes.
"Hem .. which one, yes." thinking of continuing to look at the expensive cakes.
Sayup-sayup heard the voice of the middle person talking, Dipta also woke up from his bed. Gawking shocked when there is already a former in-law or Aunt and her Om.
"Mih ... Moor." The creator smiled shyly.
"Hem." they just answered with deheman. Disappointment is great but the feeling of love is also still patched despite heartache. He was not only a son-in-law, but also a nephew. He rose from the bed, rubbing his eyes. With a pillow-attached face he approached Mami and Papi to shake hands, kissing their hands.
"The afternoon is still sleeping" Mami sewot.
"Let's go, Genma. Daddy's tired all night take care of me." Dara smiled at Dipta, she defended.
Dipta just laughed, sat facing them on the sofa, rubbing the child's head.
"When do you get, Mih, Pih?"
Dipta nodded and asked again. "Here it's the same--"
"Yes, Adjie. Her husband, Rayna. Where is Rayna too? Oh, most of all brought the same breakfast Adjie," Mami while proud of herself if her child has moved on and will live happily after this.
Created just oh, keep smiling. "Where do you want? Just choose," Papi told Dipta not to chim in Mami's speech. Papi felt that Dipta was wrong. But now it has nothing to do with Rayna. They are just about children.
"Thank you, Pih. It will be later."
"It's just, Dad. It's delicious." Dara put the piece of cake that she was holding in the middle of the cake into the mouth of the Creator. The boy didn't look for Rayna. He let it go. Back upset with Rayna for going with Adjie did not stay with her.
For the sake of Dara's smile, Dipta opened his mouth big to catch the cake. "I'll pray first, yes, Mih, Pih."
"Born prayer?"
He laughed again. "So the wake was bad luck."
"Yes, if there is no voice. At most tomorrow you just wake up, Dip," replied Mami. Dipta only chuckles while rising from the sofa to the bathroom to wash his face, after which he will go to the mosque.
"Created ...."
"Yes, Pih." turned his head when one more step of his foot landed in the bathroom.
"Somebody wants Papi to talk seriously about you, Dara."
"Good, Pih. After the prayer, yes."
"Hem." The bathroom door was closed.
"About what, Genpa?" Dara highlighted the eyeballs Papi lekat wanted to know once. Papi just shook his head slowly while rubbing Dara's thick hair.
"What, Genpa?" keep smacking.
"Yes to talk. Kan kangen has not met for a long time," replied Papi which was responded with a throbbing lips from Mami, seemed to feel very good.
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When the steps will turn to Mushola on the second floor. It was created static for a moment when a pair of people were walking side by side wrapped in crisp laughter approaching towards him. Still remembered last night, when the woman he was still enthroned in the recesses of his heart cursed him sharply. Now, turn to another man.
Why is it so sick?
Just like Dipta who woke up late and had not had time to pray Dawn. Rayna also asked Adjie to accompany her after breakfast to Mushola. Rayna was finished first and wanted to go back to the treatment room.
"Have you woken up, Mom?" ask when the distance is several centimeters. Dipta who tried legowo with the man Rayna was going to marry, nodded slowly.
"When eating cake with Mami and Papi," he replied.
"We go first, yes, Mas."
"Yes." Without looking at Adjie or giving a smile, Dipta quickly passed the shoulders of the two of them.
"Just let go, Dip. Let him be happy. Rayna's already sick with what you're reaping." Dipta closed the old eye, while listening to the whispers that boggle buana in the chest.
"Smile that woman you've taken away. And now he is struggling to be happy. Let go ... let go." Dipta finally nodded. Trying your hardest to get to the chest.
"Think about it, Dara. Dara and Dara."
His body was standing firmly facing the Qibla and when he wanted to raise his hand to berakbir, Dipta's forehead twitched because of the sudden pain arising again in the left abdomen.
The thirty-two-year-old man just remembered that he forgot to take his kidney medicine that he had routinely consumed this week.
"Subhanallah, O Allah ...." Dipta bending, grimacing pain, holding the stomach.
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