Hold on or let go!

The eps 36

Febry

"Cep, would you like to come with me to see Mak Titin?", I asked Cecep. We were just working on the files at the Kodim office, meeting with Lieutenant Colonel Sujana, my boss, of course.

"By Ndan!", said Cecep.

"You're out of the office again, don't call me that. Just call me a name."

"No manners!" said Cecep as he sat behind the wheel. Yeah, Cecep's driving my car.

"Call me a mas or aa that, it's delicious!", I said.

"What's? Mas's? Oh my...Ndan, what people say later. I guess how I call the commander 'Mas' or 'aa'."

"Ga that's also the concept of Bambang!", I said annoyed.

"Hahaha yes Ndan. Ready it! I get it!", Cecep said in a salute.

"Ready Mas Febri!", said Cecep with a whimper.

I smiled at Cecep who liked to joke. At least I have a talking partner.

"Almost buy what Cep!?"

"Buy what Ndan? Uh..mas?"

"Actually I was so angry that I was called Ndan. My rank isn't that high yet....!"

"But how is it that Mas Febri is also our commander."

"while Cep. There will also be something new after everything is done."

"Why not netep. I have become an assistant commander!", said Cecep.

I glared again.

"Eeh."

"Udah ah.bahas call mulu. What do you want to buy souvenirs for Jengukin Mak?", my eyes while looking at the edge of the road.

"The fruit of the Mas. It's good if you take sick people with fruit."

"You know where to buy it?"

"Yes know it. It is at the fruit-man!", said Cecep casually. But Bebe seconds it's likely he's shaking himself by looking at my face.

"Eh.double mas. There's a kok in front of the fruit sales. Don't have to go to the market."

"OK!", I said briefly. I just stared outside all the way to the hospital about half an hour from Kodim's office.

"Well, noah Ndan.eh. What fruit do you want to buy?", asked Cecep while pulling his car over. After stopping he released his seat belt.

"Look what's there!" I said as I followed Cecep's footsteps. We both got out of the car to the fruit stand.

"Mas Febri choose which one you want to buy. Later just ask the price", said Cecep whispered a little to me.

"What's the pantes?", I asked. Cecep shook his head.

"Mang, aya teu fruit parcel?", asked Cecep to the fruit merchant.

"Yes or Ndan. What will it fill?", asked the same merchant Cecep.

"What's Ndan ? Eh..mas Febri?", asked Cecep to me. Even I who was confused only spent a hundred thousand dollars.

"Mahi teu mang?", asked Cecep to the merchant after receiving money from me.

(Not enough mang?)

"Muhun Ndan's. Sakedeng nyak!", said the fruit trader.

(Yes Ndan. Just a minute)

The merchant also deftly chose some fruit that he packed in a fruit basket. There are several kinds of fruit stored there. It is good to visit the sick.

"Hatur nohun mang!" said Cecep.

"Sami-sami Ndan!", said the merchant happily.

Cecep carried the parcel in the back seat. After that we continued our journey to the hospital.

"Mas Febri already knows where Mak's room is in the care of?", asked Cecep who was behind the wheel.

"Udah, I asked Bia. Then just ask the receptionist if you don't know the place."

A few minutes later, our car arrived at the hospital parking lot. Cecep and I got out of the car, Cecep brought the fruit parcel.

We walked to the hospital lobby. Our gaze was fixed on some black-clothed men with well-built bodies, more or less like ours.

As they passed by, they lowered their heads and looked like they were paying respect to me and Cecep. Ah..iya, maybe they are more security to be the bodyguards of the rich here.

"That big body, sangar uniform.but friendly yes Ndan!", said Cecep.

"What difference does it make to you?", I said walking ahead of Cecep.

"Aish. commander mah, we also have to mingle and be friendly with the community."

"Yes, they are the same. The difference is, we are state. They serve the boss."

"Heheheheh yes, but there is a sense of how Ndan is. Feel respected by hehehe!", said Cecep cengengesan.

"Yes, what are you saying!", I said as I continued to step towards the receptionist.

As we were about to arrive at the reception, a girl called Cecep.

"A Cecep?!", call the girl. Cecep and I looked.

"Neng Lila!", call Cecep back. The girl named Lila approached us.

"Nuju naon A?", asked Lila who was close to us.

(Why A?)

"Eh.ieu neng, want to see the neighbors who are cared for here."

"Owh..!", Lila rounded her lips.

"Eh, Ndan. This is Lila. My future wife!", said Cecep introducing Lila to me.

Lila stretched her hand out to me. I also welcomed him.

"Febri!"

"Lila!", the girl smiled faintly.

"Aa poho neng. Neng Lila was his apprentice!", cecep rubbed his own nape.

(So I forgot neng. Neng Lila interns here)

"Teu nanaon A's. Yes nggeus oruh, Lila's home. The picket last night."

"Eum.ya be careful to go home. Bring the bike, right?", asked cecep.

"Bring A."

"Yes, you have come home with Lila and nothing Cep. Kasian Lila, afraid of drowsiness in the street. Let me go home by myself."

"Ngga do Ndan. Lila can go home alone, it's normal", refused Lila.

"Ngga anything. After all, Cecep still has an assignment in the office right?", asked me while raising one of my eyebrows. I understand enough about Cecep's view of me.

Cecep's face sparkled instantly.

"Oh, I see, yes Ndan. Thank you!", said Lila.

"Lila's gonna grab a bag first A. Excuse me Ndan!", said Lila.

After Lila left, Cecep patted my arm.

"Thank You Ndan. The commander is understanding!", said Cecep.

"So your limits are Cep!", I said in a stern tone.

"Ready Ndan!", Cecep's hand was respectful towards me. When we look at others, we feel like we are facing a serious attitude. Actually we were just kidding.

"Remember, straight to the office!", I threatened.

"Yes Ndan.iya...!", said Cecep.

I took the parcel that was in Cecep's hands. Not forgetting he handed me the car keys.

Moments later Cecep and Lila say goodbye to me.

"Excuse me sus, Tulip room 12 where is it?", I asked.

"There pa, straight father, there will be a hallway turn to the right" replied the nurse.

"Thank you sus!".

"Together sir!"

I continued my steps towards Mak's nursery. Shortly after, I found the room the sister had said. But.kok again there is a man in a black uniform. In front of the room, Mama. When I was almost there, they looked down respectfully at me.

"Excuse me sir. I'm going to visit Mrs Titin. This room, right? Tulip 12?", I asked them. I was just afraid of going in the wrong room.

"Betul Ndan!", said one of them.

"Keep, this ..you guys?", my number hangs.

"We only served Ndan!", he replied again.

"Eum...I can go in, right? It was Bia's phone call."

They look at each other.

"Why? Can't you? I call Bia if so!", I said as I reached for my phone.

"It's not so Ndan. We're just afraid we're wrong."

"Wrongly why? I have an appointment with Mak Titin's son."

"But Ndan...?"

I don't mind them. They were hesitant to allow me or forbid me.

"Where's this? She's Mrs Bia. But we are also not ordered to prohibit guests from visiting Lady Titin right?", whispered one of the bodyguards.

"Fired!", said one of them resigned.

Geck..

tock...

"Assalamualaikum?", I opened the door to Mak's ward.

As I moved my feet my eyes were fixed on the scene where Alby was resting at Bia's feet. The tears of the woman who still filled my heart look very puffy. Not that I was retreating, I just continued my steps towards the couple who were not far from the door.

"Sir, is po koe nangis ngene iki?", I asked spontaneously.

(Sir, why are you crying like this?)

Alby's still bowing in sympathy at Bia's feet. Bia didn't answer my question. But her crying made me feel more and more anxious.

What's the matter?

My eyes were fixed on Mak Titin who was still limp on top of the gurney. At his side was a young girl in white kebaya clothes. Adult men in black. And it looks like a couple wearing sarimbit batik clothes.

And no less caught my attention, there was a powerful doctor there who seemed to be dissolving in the situation of this quiet room.

"You who? Who let you in?", asked the black-clothed man loudly to me. Surely this guy hired the bodyguards earlier. But what is he here for.

"Sorry sir, I came at an inopportune time."

Doctor Sakti approached me.

"Yes, what are you doing here?", asked the man arrogantly.

"I have permission Bia will visit Mak Titin. It just so happens that he's my neighbor."

There was no word from the grown man.

My attention returned to Bia who was still stunned.