Hold on or let go!
The Eps 160
Mr. Bambang helped his partner to remove Bia from the car. They just let it stay on top of the car. Tide-assembling business can be done tomorrow.
"Assalamualaikum!", said Mr. Bambang while carrying Bia to the living room.
"Walaikumsalam, eh..bapak... sopo iku sir?", asked Sri who was struggling to approach her husband and partner for bringing a woman who was paralyzed.
"Ngga knows bu'e. The same father Parjo Nemu de'e nang prapatan Kono."(Don't know Mom, the same father Parjo found him at the crossroads there)
"Astaghfirullah!", madam Sri also helped Bia to get a comfortable position.
"Jo, peyan muleh ae gak Popo. Mberke ae, bu'e sing straight up Iki. Ngko I ta' call sus."
(Jo, you're okay to go home. Let alone, the mother who took care of this child. I'll call Sus)
"Sign sir, sampun Kulo pamit riyin sir!", said Parjo.
(Yes, sir, I said yes, sir)
After Parjo died, Bu Sri tried to open a mask that blocked Bia's face. The woman was shocked to see who her husband had brought home.
"Oh Allah, Bia?", cried Madam Sri. Mr. Bambang who took a drink at the table was choking on hearing his wife's screeches. He also approached his wife.
"Opo Bu?", asked Mr. Bambang.
"Bia Ki sir? oh Allah, Iki fever. Seko endi toh yo, understand mriyang mbok klayaban. Fortunately, sing Nemu. Jajalen nek wong jail, piye fatee boy Iki!", cerocos Bu Sri. There is anxiety as well as emotion. But I don't know how anxious or emotional it is.
(This is Bia sir.Yes Allah, the fever is a child. From where the hell yes, already know the pain even swagger. Lucky you found, try someone else. What is the fate of this child)
"Bia? Biane Lurah Anton?", asked Bambang sir.
"Sopo neh after all sing arane Bia nde kene?", said Bu Sri Ketus.
(Who else is Bia here)
"Let's go, iyo...!"
Mr. Bambang gave a swish pouch that Bia had brought. Open the contents and show his wife.
"The Power of the Pharmacy Ma'am. Here, there is the same medicine ointment", Mr. Bambang handed the contents of the bag to his wife.
"Owalah.sakno men Kowe nduk!", said Bu Sri iba.
(Your father)
"Lali opo piye's mother, Mbiyen ae pecking Maring de'e Kon broke up ae ambek Febri. Saiki wae...beuh.. worry rich karo anake dewe!",celtuk pak Bambang.
(Mom forgot what it was, just pecked at him he told to disperse with Febri. Now, worry rich with your own child)
"Wes anyway, sir, don't talk about cake ngunu. Saiki called Sus Kon Rene. Sakno kie boy!"
(Udah dong sir, do not discuss rich. Now call Sus tell me to come here. Kasian is a child)
"Yes Ma'am, yes!", said Mr. Bambang in the end.
[Hallo sus]
[So sir, why?]
[Wakmu neng ndi anyway?]
(where are you?)
[otewe Kediri sir, arek kondangan Karo bu lurah pisan]
(otewe Kediri sir, want the same condition Bu lurah too)
[Here you..piye iki!].
(What this is)
[Wonten nopo anyway sir?]
(what the hell is it, sir?)
[Iki you know, Mr. Bia fell unconscious in the village woman. Now at home father, again in the same care mother]
[Astaghfirullahaladzim]
[The body is Sus fever]
[Love Paracetamol sir, God willing the heat is down]
"Sir, this is in the bag of friction there is Paracetamol also sir, wait Bia siuman love this medicine wae", said Bu Sri. Mr. Bambang nodded.
[Yo wes nek ngunu. Kayane Bia Seko apothecary, urung press omah wes semaput]
(Yes, then Nduk. Looks like Bia from the pharmacy, hasn't passed out yet)
[Gga sir, Sus samein sama mba Asih]
[Yes nduk]
The phone calls of the father and son ended.
"On the compress first, ma'am."
"Yes sir, I'll take the compress first."
Bu Sri took a container to compress, while Mr. Bambang chose to sit on the sofa opposite Bia lying down.
Ms. Sri brought a container of compresses and a glass of warm tea.
Not yet started in the compress, Bia was already moaning trying to open her eyes. He was shocked to realize he was not where he should be.
"Astaghfirullah!", I got up from my seat. But my head feels so heavy.
"Alhamdulillah, you have been sober!", said Ms Sri.
"Mother? How can you be here? Same mother?", I asked confused.
"Yes, I found you passed out."
Mr Bambang Agus Purnomo, the father of Febri???
I'm getting clumsy myself.
"Yes, take Bia to Febri's room. Let's rest!", said the father.
"No, sir, ma'am. Bia just go home!", I refused subtly.
"Where do you want to go home, you are sick like this?!", prevent Ms Sri.
"But Ma'am....!"
"Udah, you just stay here first. Tomorrow morning if you feel like you can go home. Do not think about it, there is no bachelor here other than the father!", said Bu Sri glanced at her husband who has a lot of gray. He just blicked his lips.
"You haven't eaten yet, if you haven't eaten rice just yet so you can take fever medicine."
I sighed nafa slowly.
"Definitely have not eaten, come ..ibu temenin!", invited Ms. Sri.
"But....!"
"Neither need to but-but. Eat, keep taking the medicine out it's rest. Madam temenin."
I can no longer refuse Ms Sri's orders. When else will I be noticed by this former killer teacher???
After dinner, Ms. Sri took me to Febri's room. O God, what dream did I set foot in this room all night again. Eh...???
I hissed slowly, enduring the pain down there. Bu Sri was suspicious to see the ointment that Bia bought earlier.
"That's your pain?", asked Bu Sri while handing the ointment to me.
The vow! I am ashamed to answer. There was also Febri's father.
I nodded slowly.
"You know that ointment makes 'that'?", I asked slowly.
"Know, Anisa used to buy this several times."
I swallowed my salivary, brain...oh.brain don't imagine that yah-iya dong! That's Febri's business with his wife first. But .. I also know...! Eeeh....??? Astarghfirullahaladzim aposchland.
"Don't tell me that your husband has done roughing with you Bi?", asked Ms Sri with a probing view. O God, the killer's face is still the same as when teaching first.
I don't know why I can't answer Miss Sri's question, but my tears are in my eyes.
If I had just blinked, I would have fallen.
"Jawab nduk!", said Sri ma'am shaking my shoulder slowly. I shyly nodded and my tears broke right then and there.
"Oh Allah!", madam Sri hugged a body shaken by my cries. Febri's father opted out of Febri's room. He couldn't stand to see women crying.
After coming out of Febri's room, Mr. Bambang heard his phone ringing on the living room table. He found out whose phone was ringing. When he approached, he took the phone. The name 'Mas Febri' and with the same profile picture as his youngest son.
"Lha, did Febri call Bia anyway?", monologue Pak Bambang. He hesitates to answer Febri's phone, but is also reluctant to hand over Bia's phone. Moreover, Bia is not okay with his wife in the room.
Finally, Mr. Bambang picked up the phone.
[Assalamualaikum, why?]
[Guilma, Feb?]
[Mr?]
[City]
[Kok iso hape Bia Nang father?]
Febri who was in the capital was confused, why Bia's cell phone was the same father.
[Your wakmu did call Bia anyway?]
(You called Bia)
[Sek after all sir, kie kok hp Bia Nang njengan anyway sir? Is it endi?]
(Later first sir, is this the same hp Bia you anyway sir? Where's bianya?)
- Genengan is commonly used instead of the call 'you' to an older/respected-like child to his parents---
[Tadi, mr. Nemuin Bia semaput at the village intersection]
[What? Bia Semaput's?]
Febri got up from his seat. His best friend was surprised because Febri just now.
"Why Feb?", the magician who heard the name Bia was suddenly also anxious. But Febri did not answer Sakti's question, only a small slab representing that Febri did not know the real events.
[Heew. Now in your room, again in the same care Mom]
[Astaghfirullah, but Bia Ndak anything anyway sir?]
[Yes.tadi de'e has a fever, but the bar takes the medicine down the heat. It's rich he's also from the pharmacy, in the bag of crackle there's the medicine]
[Yes Allah.].
[Le, Bia was interrogated with your mother. You know for yourself what a rich mother]
[Piye sir jerene?]
(What say?)
[Father isin Le arepan said]
(You're ashamed to say so)
[Why sir? I'm worried about tenan Iki]
He scratched his un-itchy temple.
[His wealth was exhausted by violence with her husband. Hence.he is rich gini now. His intention to buy medicine, but not until the house is as neat]
[Sir, violent piye anyway?]
Febri was curious.
[Yo.ngono kae lah Feb. Dikandani isin ngomonge]
(Yes that's what Feb is. He said he was ashamed to say it)
[Attraction?]
Guess Febri. Again his friends were surprised to hear Febri's words.
[House. Yay ngono iku]
[Yes Allah.
[Mother asked Bia to stay here first. Father and his mother again on to Kediri sama mba sus kayane Sarman also participated]
[Mother..want after Bia anyway sir?]
[Wes rich same anake dewe Feb. Rich Teletubbies bar in fact, cuddle]
Febri rubbed his stiff neck. A little calm, it turns out his mother treated Bia well.
[Yes wis yes, wes wengi. I also bar Seko paddy fields. My overall]
(Yes yes, it is night. Father of the rice field. Dingy)
[While sir, nitip Bia nggih sir]
[Hooh, ngko Tek kasih hp ne Bia]
[Sign sir, matur nuwun. Assalamualaikum]
[Guardiansalam]
Mr. Bambang escorted Bia's ponse to Febri's room. When he entered there, he saw Bia had closed his eyes in the company of Bu Sri. Then Mr. Bambang put his phone on the nightstand.
"So Febri called Ma!", said Mr. Bambang lirih.
"What by the way?"
"Worry for Bia Bu, what else!"
Bu Sri nodded.
"Njengan sleeping in his own room, sir. Nemenin's mother Bia."
"Yo wes nek ngono, if there's nothing to say father."
Bu Sri nodded. The retired teacher laid herself beside Bia.
'Allah is the Lord. Sorry mom, I didn't agree with your relationship with Febri. It's so hard you have to feel like this', inner Bu Sri.
Meanwhile, the people of Adam who were hanging out were curious about the situation of Bia.
"Why Feb?", asked Sakti worriedly.
"Saying father, Bia fainted. He was found at the crossroads of our village. It seems like he is already sick, but forced himself to buy medicine to a pharmacy that is bordering my village. Not yet home, he fainted. Good thing I met my dad."
"Astaghfirullah!", muttered the three of them.
"How is Bia doing?" asked Seto.
"Sleeping, accompanied by my mother", replied Febri.
"Seriously?Your mother wants to take care of Bia? Not that your mother's relationship is not good enough huh?", asked Seto.
"Udah improved since Bebe a time ago."
"So I heard of Feb's abuse, what abuse?", now Dimas is asking.
Febri took a breath.
"You're not married yet, don't know."
"Oh yeah? Hallo's? We are old Feb, not ABG who is still volos!", said Seto. Inevitably he also told the state of Bia although not details considering they are still on ORI hehehe
"How serious? He said Alby was there, why didn't he know his wife was sick?" said Dimas. Suddenly the three handsome men were menoyor Dimas crowded.
"My question is not wrong anyway?" said Dimas did not accept in the crackle by his friends despite knowing they did not mean to be rude.
"Just try to call Alby, Feb!" said Sakti.
"Make what?", asked Febri.
"Kok for what? Yes the same responsibility of his wife!", said Sakti. With a heavy heart, Febri tried to call Alby's number. Alby's number is inactive.
"Ngga is active!" said Febri.
"Yes, just pray Bia not why" said Sakti. Febri nodded.
"Mas Sakti is still the same attention Bia, not so shot Bina dong?", asked Dimas. Such powerful eyes were about to jump staring at Dimas.
"Why Lo, can't I just shoot Sabrin? Still no sense Lo?", ask sakti.
"Ishhh.It's me again! It's just a holy mass, God!", said Dimas. Seto and Febri simply shook their heads in wonder at both of them.
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"Bia why so?", asked Asih.
"Bia's father passed out mba, now at my father's house."
"O Allah, how are things?", asked Asih worriedly.
"It's mba fever. I'll have to say again'', replied Sus.
"Why mba?", asked Sarman who turned out to be in the group.
"Bia fainted Man, now at the house of Mr. Bambang!", replied Asih.
"Couldn't you? If he was at home, he had a car with him this afternoon!" said Sarman.
After that he contacted his men who were in the stall.
[Hello Jo, wasn't it Bia's car? About the bike in the parking lot?]
[Last noon, sir, but it was magrib mas Alby carrying his car]
[What? Alby?]
Sarman sounds very emotional. The call was immediately interrupted. He seems to be winning himself next to his wife. Sus read a chat from his mother, then he showed Asih.
The two women looked at each other.
"The essence of a mother is not in doubt anymore, mba Asih!", chirped Sus on his best friend.
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Not long anyway??? Heheheh sorry if so much typo yes 🙏🙏🙏🙏
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