Hold on or let go!

Eps 25's

Now it's just me and A Alby in the waiting room.

"A, if you want to see Mak mending Aa to the bathroom first deh."

Alby seems doubtful whether to see Mak at this time, or tomorrow morning after Mak finishes surgery.

"Kok diem after A?"

"Eum..iya, Aa to cai heula!", he said as he rubbed my head.

Alby left his backpack next to me. There were not many clothes he had brought. It looks like his backpack is so thin.

Zip the front open slightly, there is a paper or map tip that pokes in that section.

I also intend to fix the map's position. I was curious about the map there. I took it too.

But it turns out that in the map there is only plain white HVS paper.

What is this doing, huh? Why did Aa bring paper like this? I asked myself. I'll ask when Aa gets back from the bathroom.

My eyes are getting hard to condition. Sleepy, tired and essentially indescribable. It's just that I'm a little calm because there's Aa beside me. I don't feel alone anymore. Although it was accompanied by Febri mas, but of course it did not taste good on its own.

After a while, A Alby was back with me. He looks fresher than before.

"Have you prayed?", asked Aa.

"Udah was bada isya. After that, Bia told the nurse that Mak was awake."

Alby nodded. How do I feel my husband is different? He's like there's no worry about the same Mak. Just then, when I arrived, A Alby took the time to have dinner with me and the others. Why didn't he go straight to Mak?

"Aa, there was an empty HVS map, what did it do? Want to apply for another job? Is it good work?"

Alby looked at my bead. Then after that, he took the map and the paper.

I heard him breathe.

"So Aa bought it on the street. Here, a statement that I owe Aa's employer the same about Mak's surgery and treatment."

I feel weird hearing that.

"That is, this is Aa want to make a statement we owe that?", I asked.

Aa nodded.

Sorry, yes, neng! Aa lied to you.

"What is the name of A? Than the same debt your employer, mending using my savings or if I need to sell the same rice field my land in Java to pay it?"

Aa rubbed my head again, I saw her face become moody.

"Aa don't want it to be bad later. Especially the perception of your extended family. Let this be Aa's responsibility. I'm sorry, honey, didn't mean to refuse your help."

Yes, I understand what Aa means. He does not want to be considered to take advantage of his wife's family property in the eyes of my family. Although the truth is, only I am entitled to the treasure.

"So, me and Aa should sign here? But isn't this empty?"

"Yes, later if it has been signed Aa will bring it to the city again. Just right there on the same type as boss Aa."

"What a weirdo? Why don't we just fill it? The effect is how it is, afraid of being misused aja A."

"Eum.ya already if you don't want anything. Let Aa be in charge here."

"It's not A...! Okay.I signed here. But please, later if it's filled in the form tell Bia ya."

I know you're not that stupid, Bia. Sorry Aa yes dear.sorry!

I put my signature on one corner of the white paper. When it was Aa's turn to sign, a nurse approached us. So, Aa stopped signing it.

"Why sus?", I asked.

"Sorry mba, the patient asked if his son had come, if he had come he said he wanted to meet" said the nurse.

"Oh, yes. I am sus's son. I'm going in!" said Alby.

Oh, my God, meuni casep pisan! Inner the nurse.

The sister left us both.

"Yes Aa came in, Bia is here. Can't get in together. Except tomorrow if you're in the ward."

Si Aa nodded in understanding. He also entered the room.

Alby's eyes immediately fell on the frail woman in the hospital gurney.

"Mak..!", call Alby down. Mak who was initially closed is now staring at the nyalang his son.

"Mommy, the strong Mak. Tomorrow morning I want an operation. Enough rest, Mom."

"What have you done in the city Jang?", asked Mak lirih, very softly.

"What do you mean?", Alby sat next to Mak.

"Who is the girl who ciu*** with you? And what does it mean to send to Bia's number? How would Bia feel if she saw your behavior like that?", Mak's eyes stared pushyly at Alby. Her tears just rolled away.

"Astaghfirullah Mak's. By Allah, Alby did not betray Bia. Trust Alby Mak."

Is it because of the video, Mak so relapsed??? Inner Alby.

"Saddened sister Jang. Shame on Bia."

Alby clasped Mak's hand. In the absence of tears that flow on Mak's cheeks.

"Mom, I see for myself. The girl approached Alby. Not Alby."

"He who?"

"The son of Alby Mak's employer."

"She likes you Jang?", asked Mak.

Alby was silent for a moment. After that, he nodded.

"And you..you responded to the girl?"

"Mother, for whatever sake. Alby never once tried to betray Bia Mak."

Mak speechless. Indeed, in the video Alby seemed surprised by the treatment of his employer's son who suddenly attacked him.

"You just get out of that job. Let us be short of money, so long as you and your wife are happy."

Alby shaking.

"Alby can't make Mak."

"Why?"

"Because Alby owed Alby a debt of gratitude."

"A debt?"

"Mak's money owed, make Mak's medical expenses until healed."

"Astaghfirullah!", said Mak lirih.

"Mak. Alby knows, Bia can also finance Mak's treatment. But Alby does not want to be considered using Bia in the eyes of his family in the village there Mak."

"You borrowed how much Jang? And how to prick it?"

"Don't worry, it's Alby's business."

Mak was silent.

"Mak rest is really late at night. Alby's with Bia outside. Tomorrow if it's finished in surgery, Alby same Bia can nemenin Mak in the ward. If not now. Is it okay, Mak?"

Mak nodded slowly.

Alby went outside. When he was outside, Alby saw his wife who was asleep while sitting.

Alby approached and rubbed his wife's head which looked very tired. He was the same, tired of heart, mind and of course physical.

When he was about to find a comfortable position for himself and his wife, someone approached Alby.

"Excuse me. Mr. Hartama asked me to take the map that was on you!", said the person.

Lord Hartama ordered people to follow me???

"You who?" ask Alby.

"I'm Mr. Hartama's man. If you don't believe me, please contact him."

Alby grabbed the phone in his pocket. Right, it turns out Mr. Hartama sent a chat about his man who was asked to take the paper.

With a slight hesitation, Alby handed over the map. After the man got the map from Alby, he slenderly left.

His wife's tired face made Alby feel more guilty. Alby betrayed his wife and mother.

A burning longing can only be channeled Alby hugging his wife to lie on his lap.

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"Sapto, tomorrow morning you deliver to Alby's address in the village."

"To Alby's village sir?", asked Mang Sapto.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sorry sir, what's wrong? Didn't Alby just leave this afternoon?"

"You work with me, so don't ask too many questions. Follow my orders!", rebuked Hartama.

Sapto just nodded.

Hartama went straight to his room. He looked at the ceiling of his room.

It's a nice revenge, isn't it? Titin Zulaikha??? You owe me your life!

Hartama is happy. He can start his revenge action through Alby who deliberately approached him. A very profitable coincidence!