
The two adult men were finally defeated by the determination of the seven-year-old boy less.
Roger forbids Viona to come along on the grounds the hospital is the source of the disease. And his wife was very pregnant.
Actually, the ban is not because of that. But because Roger remembers the words of Christian, if Kartika Sari is a victim of black magic that can also affect Viona who is pregnant.
Luckily Viona said. Makes Roger breathe a little.
Limited patient visit time makes the three men of different generations to wait for the schedule another hour.
Finally the three decided to quality time to go to the city park not far from the hospital.
Roger and Herdilan laughed. They were bullied by the son who invited to play a chase.
"Bapi, Father..main squat plot yuk? Later if you get applauded, the sign is that you guard. And must pat whose position stands. Yeah, huh?"
The two adult men just laughed after Dzakki's direction.
It was a fun game in their childhood. But now Pe'er is also because it drains energy and emotions.
Roger and Herdilan subconsciously managed to make Dzakki become closer to each other. Especially because they had to chase each other when Dzakki had already taken the action of crouching.
"Haha..."
"Haha... Dad, let's go get Papi!"
"Yassalam, hahaha..."
Play until satisfied and azan Ashar reverberate. The three immediately fulfilled their obligations.
Step towards a place of worship. With a calm and happy heart.
At four in the afternoon, they returned to the hospital where his teacher Dzakki was treated.
.....
Dzakki entered the open name of Guru Kartika after receiving information about the location and number of his room. While Roger and Herdilan followed him from behind while carrying fruit parcels and also cakes.
"Kartika's mother!"
"Dzakki? Just who, the case?"
Kartika Sari was surprised, seeing the boy who became her protege at school suddenly appeared with a sweet innocent face.
"Just like Dad, same Papi! What sick mother? Here let Dzakki help prayer with God, may the Master quickly heal!"
The name is a boy, although his speech is serious.but indeed there is certainly a characteristic of his imagination that seems to have extraordinary imaginary power.
Dzakki acted like a spiderman who was doing the trick of removing the cobwebs from both hands. Make the teacher entertained and laugh unconsciously.
Papa and Mama Kartika are happy, finally his daughter wants to laugh too.
"Assalamualaikum! We are Dzakki's parents" Roger's greeting was immediately welcomed by Kartika Sari's parents.
"Girlwindsalam! Thank you very much, we are very happy to get a visit from the family of our daughter's student, Kartika Sari!" reply Papanya Kartika, sumringah.
"Oiya, this is a shipment from Dzakki's mother. I'm sorry, my wife can't come because she's in a big pregnancy."
Roger and Herdilan offered the hand they had brought. Immediately received Mama Kartika with a happy face.
"Thank you very much, kind-hearted Mas-Mas of all! Thank you very much!" mama Kartika.
Suddenly...
Herdilan stared at Kartika. Remembering where he had met his son's teacher's mother.
"Oh yes. Yes, I remember!"
"The gate that.. helped me when my bag was snatched on the biskota!" kartika Sari Spontaneity.
Herdilan smiled clumsyly. He nodded slowly.
"But his appearance is now very different! You're getting cool now!"
"Uhuk uhuk!" Roger pretended to cough. His intention was to seduce his half-brother but it turned out to make Kartika blush cheeks as well.
"Hehehe..."
"It turns out, Ma'am is my son's teacher huh!? Hehehe... This narrow world turns out yes?!" said Herdilan timidly.
"Did? Dzakki Abang's son? The son, or...! Sorry, sorry. I have asked a lot! Just ignore my question! Hm... Dzakki, thank you so much for visiting Mom!"
Kartika tried to divert the conversation. Trying to change the atmosphere earlier was a little chaotic because of his stupid question without a second thought.
Dzakki approaching. The boy just smiled with mystery. His tiny fingers seemed to understand the pain experienced by Kartika. And he squealed like an ordinary boy at Kartika's feet covered in a long blanket.
Kartika chokes. He felt the heat energy along the leg bones that Dzakki massaged.
His eyes did not blink watching the boy's fingers beside him. Jemari Dzakki is very petite. The massage also looks like a careless one. But it turns out that behind it. There is a tremendous energy channel that Dzakki flowed.
"Dza Dzakki?!? Th-thank you very much!" kartika lirih. His tears immediately fell.
It was as if he saw a lot of things behind. Like a slide piece that became the frame of Kartika's life story in the past.
Her Junior High moments are beautiful and full of joy. Running, laughing, joking with his best friend from childhood... Chinthia.
"Sir, Tikaaa!!!"
"Haha... Suwe really, really, the boy of time' wants to be the same for both of us! Ogah cave mah same guy rake model Diaz that! We must do what good, lads ga ngot that! Ishi!"
"Haha... She said, Tika's first wife. Tia second wife. Oh my...!!! Hellooow, what a pucko it's a guy!"
"Yes! Let's do yuk, Tia? He pretended to accept his love. I too! We squeeze him. Ask this for it.... how?"
"We're learning to be that matre chick, you mean Tik?"
"Hoo'oh! Take care of us, he's delicious about our maenin. We are dolls, what!?! Huh...!"
"May also have an idea, Tik! Haha...!"
The two embrace and laugh out loud. It was so pleasant his plain cheerful youth.
Kartika is remembered in her happy times when Chintia was still alive.
He often stayed at Chintia's house. And vice versa. Because their homes are neighbors, and only five houses are blocked.
Chintia was like a brother to him. In fact, they often exchange clothes because of their same size.
People around call it twins but different. Because their faces are quite similar to each other.
That's so... Kartika cries considering her friendship with the late Chintia.
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