Fat Broken Wing
What Brother's Job?
3 Days passed quickly, Dafa had returned to Bandung and Dave had returned to Singapore. As such
the previous days Kiyara and Dave were in the hospital because it was still day, although Dave had just come from Bandung but still he accompanied Mommy along with his beloved wife.
“This meal first, Mommy made a lotto for Mommy and Kiyara, said the doctor also does nothing including healthy food because lotek includes vegetable salad if abroad, said the doctor, although there are several different items or processing processes,” said Dave while removing several places to eat that contain various side dishes typical of West Java.
“Alhamdulillah, can eat lotto,” said Mommy while Kiyara just smiled looking at her Mommy pleasures.
“Mommy sits yes, let Kiyara bribe,” Kiyara said gently, sometimes doing things like this reminds her of her own words while still in school at that time.
In the past, when religious subjects had discussed the Chapter About Marriage, and his teacher at that time asked all his students to write down his hopes of having a family like what, treating his own parents and in-laws like, what kind of parents, as well as what kind of future hopes and shadows his students want. Still remember once he was on the part, ‘Parents and In-Law’ he wants to be a child who takes care of his parents or in-laws in their old age, he said, if his parents first experienced a difficult time (sick in old age) then he will take care of his parents first but if his in-laws who experienced difficult times first then he will take care of his in-laws back then. And now as if this was the answer, he first took care of his ill-fated father-in-law, hoping for a cure so that he who was just a son-in-law still had plenty of time to please his in-laws.
Clamps …
The sound of the lunchbox being opened shocked him himself. “Astaghfirullah .. gegara daydreams nih,” grunts in heart.
“Mommy does not use crackers is okay, right?” kiyara asked, a little afraid of giving things food that smelled fried like this. Because the odor of breast cancer can arise due to unhealthy lifestyle and exposure to cigarette smoke as well.
“Nothing important loteknya, lotek made by your mother is very good because it does not use crackers is also delicious,” replied Mommy with a soothing smile.
“Iya, Mom ..” replied Kiyara as she began to feed her Mommy.
“You also eat, Son ... change out to feed Mommy you feed yourself too.”
“Thank you Kiyara, for coming into my life. But I'm sorry, if up ahead you have to swallow a lot of bitter pills of disappointment because you are married to a Caucasian man like me, but I can't go back in time to change our storyline, the only thing I can guarantee, my love and love for you is more sincere than anything I have,” said Dave in heart.
“Eat, Brother ... later accompany me for a moment,” said Kiyara disperse the reverie Dave.
“Hem.”
They all ate quietly afterwards, although the Mommy sitting on the bed was now looking seriously at her daughter-in-law's face which seemed to imply a little sadness, anger, and anger, also the disappointment he harbored in such a way but as a woman and mother instinct never misjudged the face of his daughter-in-law, especially since the second day Dave went to Bandung to take care of his work.
“Mom, I'll take Brother Dave first to the front for a while, Mommy rest first yes,” said Kiyara.
“Yes, you guys be careful if Dave is tired, you better go to the apartment first.”
“Good, Mom .. thank you, assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikum salam.”
The door of the ward was closed tightly now the hand filled with her husband's hand tightly clasped, taking her directly to the apartment despite her initial intention would be Kiyara take to the hospital cafeteria but it feels better to talk about this important thing in the apartment alone, because it is much more privet.
“What Brother's job?”
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