Dr. Ani And Family's

Zainals

We were already in the dining room and I chose to sit in papa's place. In the head of the family. If you want to sit I have to be careful and slow once otherwise the pain will throb pain once. But if the position is already sitting no longer sick and people who see will not know if in fact I am sick.

"Well..it's kinda cold ... I was an angelin first yes mas. Just a moment!"

"No need. Here ...!" I thrust my plate asking for porridge.

Ani stumbled, so sweet. He immediately took the porridge for me and then sprinkled black beans and cumin on the edge of the porridge.

He said that the best food for sick people is porridge. While eating black beans and cumin is the habit of Rosululloh to maintain health. There were fennel nuts, almonds, cashews and others that he blended but did not get completely crushed gently so. Still feels kletes krenyes-crenyes I think very good.

Today the people who still maintain eating such food are our brothers who are in Palestine, he said at the time. The first time he came to take care of me.

If I had finished the part that was sprinkled with nuts, then he would have added soft and soft vegetables and side dishes that did not require extra energy for my teeth or my stomach to digest them because of the time choking and coughing or when sneezing it still hurts, the snoring like electric shock thousands of voltages.

"Don't you eat ginian every day?" Ask while looking at me.

"I'm worried about you..."

"Betch...!" She said she was embarrassed and then continued her food. I like to see his reaction but I'm honestly not a picky guy with food. If it is served in front of me I will eat it but if I do not like it and can not get into my stomach I will stop without tasting it. There is only good and delicious food in this world. Its simple.

He saw that I had finished the part earlier and swiftly picked up the vegetables and pounded it.

"Mas.... If I don't come here tomorrow, right? You're better and don't need my help anymore like that."

"Her...." I answered while putting the porridge in my mouth again. I knew this would happen because I was just being selfish, holding him here so I could be with him and seeing him all the time.

"I want to work together again I also want to be a herbalist..."

"The herbal specialist is so? Kayak. Zaidul Akbar is it?"

"Yes, that's what the nabawi is... No papa, right?"

"Then....?" I asked ambiguously because I was also groggy about it.

"What?"

"What's our next plan?"

"Plan? What plan?" his face implied he really didn't know what I meant.

"How are we next?" my many.

"How do you want it?" Ask while propping up the chin.

Don't ask me how my heart looks like when he looks at me like that, my heart beats like it's rich in war.

"I-I don't know..." I suddenly stammered like that. It's a shame, why am I so groggy right now. Shouldn't I be the one to make it that way.

"Otherwise I'm mas. I've never been a guy so don't know what to do?" His words are like frustration.

I don't know why I got it this time. I should've known I had to ask his family. Seeing the ring embedded in her ring finger made me sad and insecure.

Is he still unable to forget the ustadz figure whose nickname is the same as my nickname. His face is handsome and his skin is white. Who was good at religion, who was pious, who was wise as it was on his face when I met him at that time. Of course it's far from me, I'm anything compared to him.

"So this is enough ma?"

Because of thinking about his ex I didn't realize my mom was sitting at the dinner table with us. Hearing her call my mama made me smile, I thought it was funny. It was only this morning that my mom lowered her ego and now we are really like family. This is so happy.

"You why Zein?" Ask mama.

"Enggaak".

"Take Zainal shave his beard. Hii... strange know Zein? You look dirty and you look old....."

"Then anyway? No way. It even looks macho...!"

" What is salting anyway?" Ani asked while giving me water.

"You're a real dreadlocks in?"

"Hehe.. actually pingin godain mama aja..." He said while looking at my mom.

"You huh? How dare...!"

" That's a lie dong...!" I said disappointed.

" Ehmm...... " He formed a box with his index finger and thumb linking it with his left and right hands.

I looked at him to see what he would do again.

" Sweet, handsome and...."

"What??"

"Consecret. Can't be revealed now". He said he then drank the guava juice in front of him.

"Do you like zombies?" I said while continuing my porridge which only stayed a mouthful.

"Oh yes ma. From tomorrow I'm not here again papa right?"

"Why?" Ask mom ketus.

"Mas Zein is better".

"Cannot. You don't see Zein still hissing when you cough or sneeze?"

"Yes, but the usual activity does not hurt anymore...." I said defend him.

"Just mama didn't permit the point".

"Zein can even work..." I said trying to persuade the woman who gave birth to me.

I saw Ani who was now silent must feel bad to have created this situation but mama did not pay attention to us by continuing to eat until it was finished. While the two of us who had finished eating daritadi just stole a glance at my mother and drank many times little by little.

After she finished eating, she left us.

"Mas... want to hear the story? but promise not to laugh..!" She said after a while, Mom left us without a word.

She's now why so kind of chatty yeah but I like, what does that mean blind love?. Like how he is, no matter what his behavior, no matter how his physical changes, later when we are old?

I nodded a few times while smiling at him.

"Ish... mas Zein why the hell? I'm not a story!!" Said sulking.

Yes, during her time in this house she often said Ish, what the hell? but I like it more.

"Sorry sorry!!" I said, holding the back of his hand so that he would sit back and I immediately let go of my hand because I realized we had not been able to touch.

"Ups sorry !!. Don't be mad!" I said as I raised both my hands a sign of surrender .

Finally he sat back down while looking at me intently with his lips pressed forward. Ugh.. It felt like those lips were teasing me, it felt like I wanted to.... I turned my face away from him so that my mind would not run around. If I could just justify it today.

I can't stand the taste....

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Alhamdullah.... Whuaaa. Not surprisingly, finally appreciated also the same NT. Thank you to everyone who has appreciated my amateur writing. Please criticize and advise yes, because I believe there are many shortcomings here. Thanks everyone. Insha Allah later I will give a gift pulse for one or three people who love interesting comments, who most often comment and who love the best advice and criticism.