Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

71. Worries

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" Well, how is it comfortable what not "Tari said while fixing the pillow that his father made leaning.

" Here you go, please get me a drink. "

" Enggeh Yah's. "

Dance immediately took the water that was on the nightstand, and gave it to her father. They arrived after Ashar earlier by being delivered by hospital services. He saw the power-half man, his face did not look pale anymore, even seemed cleaner than usual.

" It's nduk. " By handing an empty glass to him.

" Enggeh Well, it's been until the break first Dance would be clean first. "

The girl left, before she tidied her father's blanket up to the chest. While Ms. Fatma was busy cooking in the kitchen to prepare dinner.

" Cooked nopo Buk ? "

" Clear vegetables are the only ones in the house. "

" Burgle buk, I'm clean first ya buk. "

" Yes there "

The girl immediately went to the bathroom and completed her obligations. After that he sat his body on the mattress, looking at the hospital records that belonged to his father. He still did not think who paid for his father's hospital expenses, because the cost was quite large for him.

" Pripun Well, eat it more ? "

" May open, but a little. "

The middle-aged woman immediately brought the dishes to the kitchen, to go back and take the rice back to the room.

" Where is Buk going, ?

" In his room Well, it seems to be asleep he looks very tired Well. Alhamdulillah until it is healthy again well, already now do not think much. "

" God willing Buk, wong we are all living nglakoni lo. All of it has been ration Buk, life died there is already his own ration - own Buk. "

" Yes Well, but you must keep trying and praying Well. "

" Buk, if you have time please call Gus Reyhan. "

" What's up. "

The middle-aged man seemed to let out a long sigh, his eyebrows appearing wrinkled. Somehow there was something stuck in his mind, he wanted to talk about something important with Gus Reyhan.

" Wants to deliver a Buk message. "

" Yes, later if you're healthy. "

The middle-aged man seemed to be thinking, his eyes looking far away no matter what he was thinking. But it was clear on his face that he was worried about something.

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" Mister Grace has been brought home Gus ? "

" Already, this afternoon after Ashar just got home. "

" I don't think the same way his family thought Bulik Romlah. What does it mean to come to the Dance family like that. "

" From the past it was like that deck, educated families but ahklaknya less like it always attach importance to his personal interests than the interests of others. His name is also man. "

" Samean is familiar with Gus' children ? "

" It is not too occasional if there is a family gathering event in Ndalem Abbah Uddin, it is also rarely said to understand their family is located. "

Rina stood up to thrust a glass containing ginger wedang requested by her husband. Since Gus Reyhan was busy, checking the proposal of a halfway house on his desk. Proposal for a halfway house to be an educational institution that has a legal entity. Simply draining energy and mind, a long and winding process of many things that must also be prepared.

" Not finished yet Gus ? "

" It's still long, boy has no responsibility at all ngrepotne wong akeh. " While putting a glass filled with wedang gahenya to the table. While returning****** cigarettes are in the ashtray.

" It's okay, Gus, God willing will bring a lot of good to many people. "

Rina approached her husband who was struggling with a laptop and a sheet of paper in front of him. He took a chair not far from him and sat his body there.

" Gus, shouldn't we tell Tari about .......... "

For a moment Gus Reyhan stopped his finger dancing agilely on the laptop keyboard, then looked at his beloved wife who was sitting next to him.

" In fact from the beginning I didn't agree with the boy's plan, but I knew what he was like. He was like this if it had become purely his decision. "

" I feel like we don't appreciate Dance. "

" Yes I also feel like the way I feel, however, in the end, who undergo this all Dance should be the main decision. "

Gus Reyhan seemed to think, then he took a cellphone on the table. Pressing the icon with the green phone handle, then dialing a contact.

Tut ...... Tut's........ Tut .......

There was no answer from the number he called, then he returned to dial the same number.

At often the four new calls are raised, there is a distinctive hoarse sound of waking up.

" Assalamualaikum "

" Walaikumsalam "

" What's up, Mas, just interrupting my sleeping hours. "

" Hours of sleep ? what time it is, soon it is entering the Maghrib time is right. "

" How else, last night fighting full time continued again until after Dhuhur. My body feels like it wants to remove all eyes can no longer be opened. "

" That's just your excuse, like I don't know you. " Cibir Gus Reyhan's.

" Whatever, what's up ? if it doesn't matter, I'll close the phone. " His answer was crisp with a tone that had begun to rise

" Grandfather asked me to come to his house, there was something important he said. From his tone there was something he was worried about. "

" What is the situation has not healed properly, why if it has not healed properly brought home. "

" Already, even his tone already looks like a healthy person, but there is a sense of worry that I catch. "

" God willing next week I'll try to go home. "

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Morning Dance is busy with her new job, after her return from the hospital Pak Rahmat always took time to sunbathe. Dance patiently always accompanied her father. It's been one week that he took a leave of absence because he had to take care of her, and today is his last day at home. Because tomorrow he has to return to Kediri fulfill his obligations.

Actually, it is still hard to leave the two angels, but he also has responsibility for his work. Although the state of Mr. Grace continues to improve, but still tucked away the worry he felt.

" Well, let's go in. It's time to take medicine. "

" Come, I'm hungry too. "

Dance led the middle-aged man to the porch beside his house, sitting the old body on a rattan chair facing the courtyard. Then go inside to get his father's breakfast. Before long he came out with a plate of rice complete with various side dishes with smoke still billowing. He painstakingly fed his father, and occasionally wiped food that accidentally fell.

" Shy Well, ? " When the last mouthful made it into the middle-aged man's mouth.

" Had gone, Dad was full. "

" Drink the water first well, after this take the medicine. " While idling the glass containing water, then the drug that had been prepared earlier.

" Nduk, what about breakfast ? " Said Ms. Fatma who just came from the kitchen.

" Buckle up, after this. "

The girl passed by, brought the cutlery her father had just put into the kitchen and washed it. While the middle-aged couple seemed to be sitting relaxing on the porch next to the house.

" Buk, is Ijah besuk leaving ? "

" Yes Well, I don't know if Ijah leaves, he's been on leave for one week. "

" Dad ngak papa Buk, even Dad worried that he took too long to take his leave. "

Dance was in her room opening her laptop, because there were some emails she had to send. This week he spent just taking care of his father, regardless of his job. Though this is the last week of the month, which means he has to make a learning evaluation as a report. Fortunately Siska who became his successor to teach, every day sending daily learning results. He just needed to arrange it without having to make it.

Tonight the little family was in their living room which was also where they saw the tv. The warm atmosphere is so increasingly felt, watching tv shows interspersed with small jokes from them. Dance sat next to her father, as her hands were massaging the middle-aged man's hands.

" Nduk, until you know that a married woman is her paradise located in her husband's riddho. "

" Congratulations Yah, "

" Therefore, when it is time to house one Father's message, whatever your husband asks and commands you, never refuse it, what if it is for good. Do everything with sheer clairvoyance because of your devotion to your husband. "

" God willing Well. "

" Nduk, the sampean must accept all that is outlined for sampean with either good or bad. ,

" God willing Well, will remember all of Dad's advice. But Ijah hopes Dad also stays healthy so he can take Ijah through the process. " His reply while stroking his father's wrinkled hand.

" God willing, but the age of a person no one knows. When our duty in the world is old in time we will all return to Him. "

" You're healthy, don't talk like that. " Mommy Fatma replied as her brows furrowed which hinted at disobedience.

They continue to chat about many things starting to remember the youth of Bu Fatma and Pak Rahmat until the childhood of Dance through full of struggle. It did not feel the time has shown at 09:15, which is felt to be quite night. They decided to end the chat tonight, Tari followed her father to the room while Ms. Fatma locked all the doors and turned off the lights.

" Sampun sekeco nopo. " Tari said while confirming the pillow used by her father. ,"

" It's been nduk, "

The girl covered her father to the chest, then rolled out a floor mattress under his father's bed. After his father's return from the hospital he slept in the rooms of his parents, with the mattress covered on the floor. To keep watch if his father wakes up at night and needs his help.

Tonight felt very different he felt that whatever was on his mind, Ms. Fatma had fallen asleep next to him. Similarly, the father, also closed his eyes from earlier.

He saw the face of the man who had given life to him, for some reason the end of this his father seemed completely different. His face looked clean and shining let alone a smile and words - he said so soothing to her. The wrinkled hand-grasping dance then kissed her, unknowingly the crystal-clear granules fell down on her cheeks.

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