High School Match

the extra part 2

>Hospital<

At 16:18

Slowly Iw and Ara opened the door of someone's nursery. There was an old man lying weak. His eyes are wide open, but I am sure he can see the beauty of this world.

"Cerries... That must be you, son. Where are you going? You're good, aren't you?"

He's Bima, his father's cery. I actually want to deal with him. But that was all advice from Aisha. I have to take care of Bima. I don't want to have to do it.

"Cer, you know how to go" Ara turned to me.

Maybe he asked me why I brought him here.

"I'm not a story sir. I'm Ari, her upperclassman. You remember, right?"

"Owh nak Ari's. Yes I inget. What's up?"

I am confused how to tell him. Because I know the situation of Pak Bima has started to improve. If I tell you that the cherry is dead, then what's the reaction? I was just afraid that his heart disease would recur.

Yes cery is dead. He was sentenced to death for premeditated murder. Not just a story, but Yori and atthala were also put to death. Honestly, I don't mind at all. Yes, because that is the reward for the bad guys.

"Bak Bima how are you?"

"Thank God my condition is starting to improve. I should have been allowed to go home yesterday, but the cherry didn't come back"

"Actually gini sir. I was asked to take my father home" Mr. Bima frowned.

"Why didn't the story take me home? Where is he going?"

"Campus gives a scholarship to study in London. It was very sudden, so she couldn't get to the hospital first. The plane flew this afternoon. He asked me for help to tell you at once he asked me to take care of you in my home" Pak Bima's face looked changed, it seemed he was disappointed.

"Why story didn't meet me first" his monologue.

"Yes sir. He apologized to you. May you forgive him. And cery also asked for your prayer, please pray that he is always happy there" Mr. Bima smiled.

"I will always pray for him"

"Broth... Whose grandfather is this?" Ask ara.

"This is Auntie's father"

"But Aunt cely- "

"Who is this little girl?" Bima's outstretched hand stroked Ara's cheek.

"He's my son sir, his name is Ara"

"You're married?"

"Yes. I got married to Aisyah four years ago. I used to invite you and a story, but he said he was having business that made him unable to attend"

"I'm glad to hear you and Aisyah are married. Sorry I didn't have time to attend"

"It's okay"

"How old are you, son?" Ask Bima to Ara.

"Two years" Ara showed her index and middle fingers, although Bima could not see them.

"Decembel month of birthday. So umul ala nambah so three!" Ara smiled but suddenly glum again.

I know what Ara is feeling. Surely Ara was sad because of her third birthday later, Aisyah was not there beside her to accompany the cake. I rubbed Ara's black hair that started to be long, hinting that she should not be sad. Pak Bima smiled hearing Ara's cheerful attitude.

"Then, where's Aisyah?" Ask Bima sir.

"Aisha" I turned to Ara first.

"Aisha has reached heaven"

"You mean, Ayesha is dead?"

"Yes"

"sorry"

"It's okay" I smiled.

"Well, you better be ready. Where's your bag? Let me get all your stuff ready"

"You're so good, son. Try to find her bag in the closet. Says he kept it there"

"All right"