Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

Reason

That night they went through with a strange thump in each chest and then fell asleep at what time, and woke up facing each other. Forgetting that if they were sleeping together, they looked at each other, then smiled, long enough, maybe they were having a good dream. Look at each other with people they really like.

The longer they stared at each other, the more real the figure before him was. Until they realized that this situation was not a dream.

They got up from the bed awkwardly. Za tidied the hijab that was still attached to his head since last night.

"Eee, sa I go to the bathroom first" Za said.

"Y yes" Idris awkwardly replied.

Za hurried down from the bed to the bathroom. Idris looked at Za's back until he could no longer see her figure, while Idris smiled considering the incident.

***

Finished with the stomach filling activities in the morning, Idris talks about repairing his room, Idris intends to call an expert remodeler.

Za listens to Idris's proposal, but Za remembers his neighbor Sapri sir, not that he can also fix the house, and also if he asks Sapri sir to fix Za's house, it can also help their economy. Za struggled with his thoughts, slowly he nodded his head until he finally dared to express his opinion to Idris.

"Where, mas? mr. Sapri's work is good, spit again. Yes, if we use Mr. Sapri we can also help the family economy Mr. Sapri." proposed Za to Idris.

"When you were there, you often called Mr. Sapri to repair the house if there was damage" again Za tried to convince Idris.

"Yes, if you think Sapri sir can, then follow you" Idris agrees to Za's advice.

That sweet smile expands on Za's face. "Thank you, ma'am, for Za's opinion."

Idris replied with a smile that was no less sweet while nodding his head.

"Indeed it should be like this Za's husband and wife, discussing, supporting each other, advising each other. Yeah, like that"

"Yes, my mom."

"Do you have her phone number?" Za shook her head.

"If that's where his house let the mas call"

"Let Za aja, mas, all through" Za.

"Get through?" Idris' forehead is wrinkled.

"There are some food ingredients that run out, Za wants to go to the market, later before going to the market Za stopped by first to Pak Sapri's house"

"Oh," Idris nodded his head.

"Want me to take it?" bargain Idris.

"Do not mas, deket people, really, walk too" Za refused.

Even though walking the two down the road that ran out last night in a heavy rain must be very pleasant, cool air, with leaves that look greener after heavy rain brings a romantic impression of course. But he ....

'Itsensitive!' inner Idris.

***

Tok, tock, tock

"Assalamualaik." Za knocked on the door of Sapri's house while saying hello.

Not waiting for a long time the voice of a woman answering greetings from inside the house, then the woman opened the door.

"Eh, neng Za, early morning tumben here! what's up, neng?" Ms. Syifa greeted Za with questions.

"Oh, no, ma'am, is this Mr Sapri there's Ma'am?"

"There, a minute, well, mom calls."

Za nodded.

Then Ms. Syifa entered her home again, looking for the figure of the husband. He saw Mr. Sapri who was sipping water.

"In search of the same neng Za!" without further ado Ms. Syifa told her husband.

"Tumben, what's wrong, ma'am?"

"Don't know, haven't had a chat, try me first, mom wants to settle this" while cleaning up the food at their breakfast table.

Mr. Sapri came out to see the girl who was looking for him. The girl looking for him stood in the doorway.

"Neng Za, find me!"

Hearing the voice of Mr. Sapri Za turned to face the man he was looking for.

"What's wrong, neng?"

"This sir, at home there is something that needs to be renovated, if Mr. Sapri is not busy can go to the house for the really precarious, because last night there was a leak" said Za directly in essence.

"Yes, may you, the Father also happens to be not busy anymore, about when can start neng!"

"Eeye, now you go home first, at home there is my husband, sir Sapri can be obrolin with my husband"

"Oh, yeah neng."

"If so, Za said yes sir"

"dad." yeah."

"Assynogaic"

"Girisham"

***

"Assynogaic"

The voice of someone was heard from outside the house, many times he said hello while knocking on the door. Idris, who was moving his belongings to Za's room, is now approaching the source of the sound.

"Waalaikumussalam" answered Idris by opening the door. While the figure who said greetings earlier smiled widely.

"I'm Sapri sir, Doc, I was asked to come here with Za."

"Oh, well, let's go in pa"

Mr. Sapri went inside, they talked and Idris showed me his room that was leaking last night.

Mr. Sapri looked around at some of the precarious things that did look tenuous, observed him and spoke.

"If that's all the damage, I can do it all day" while his eyes are still looking at the roof of Idris' room.

Somehow not happy with the work of Mr. Sapri who can fix it quickly, Idris even looks restless.

because if the room is quickly repaired, it means there is no reason for him to be able to room again with Za. Being in touch with Za still requires an approach, and I don't know when else there could be an opportunity like this.

"No need to rush sir, just relax"

"Not in a hurry, really, Doc, because the damage isn't so severe, well, a day's enough time to fix it."

It seems that Mr. Sapri is the person in charge, Idris can not influence him, even though even if he did some days it was profitable for Mr. Sapri.

For a moment Idris fell silent, thinking until an idea emerged.

"Sir, you can't do it on a rowdy week!"

Mr. Sapri's forehead is wrinkled, and in Idris's eyes.

"Well, this doctor how the hell, a week later, I can work spit. And anyway if a week of gambling is the same I eat blind salary, Doc!"

"Eeye, well, I don't feel good about it because it's a family matter. But Mr. Sapri can help me, right."

"What help doc!, if there's anything I can help you with, Doc."

"Gini sir, actually me and Za, there is a little problem, until we have to separate the room so as not to grow rowdy the problem. Uh, because our room split even less communication. And with one of the rooms there is a broken gini right, there is no reason we make a separate room, the point is I want to make up with my wife. So please help me, sir." Idris took out his long-time rich reasoning of Roban's Alas.😁

Mr. Sapri nodded his head, understanding the problem of this young couple, finally Mr. Sapri was willing to help Idris to make up with Za.

"Then the problem is, anyway, I'm happy to help Doc."

Idris smiled hearing the man in front of him willing to help Idris. And asked the middle-aged man to keep their plans a secret from Za.

Brown envelopes containing rupiah sheets he gave to Mr. Sapri to spend his tools.

"It's just about us, dad, sir!" Idris said as he gave the envelope to Mr. Sapri.

And in reply nod at the join thumbs up by Mr. Sapri. "Sip!"

Idris' smile was perfect, a smile filled with hope.

seriate....

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