
"more heat this son" said Ummi when touching the head of alma. This time the clock shows at 02.00 wib in the morning.
"take it to the hospital, zaky ummi will tell you to go home"
we immediately got ready and went to the hospital. After getting treatment, alma was immediately transferred to the treatment room.
"is sleeping, son?" tanya Ummi who just entered the room from nowhere.
"already ummi, exhausted with drugs. the heat has also been meningan. sorry ummi fisya sitting on top, this does not want to release the breast milk"
"yes, you call zaky son, tell him to go home. There are still no santri there" said Ummi while sitting next to me. because alma still sleeps on my lap while breastfeeding.
"It's okay ummi. tomorrow mas zaky has come home"
"if zaky left the city, how's his son?"
"usually nothing ummi. because his ashes often call. if you want to sleep there is also the sound of his ashes until soundly.this time his ashes again ngak no network. from yesterday departing can only call at 03.00 am. new alma can sleep no fuss again. today all day no call ummi, because again in the corners there is no signal"
"god how to send him home if there is no signal. Later if his ashes have come, do not be too in deketin with his ashes"
"his aunt who can not be far ummi. his ashes are too possessive with his son. fisya has often ngingetin. even if the sleeping child in the hug is not his wife"
"the sound of a son" said Ummi suddenly
I immediately took my phone and it turned out that Zaky was the one who called.
'assalamualaikum mas' my greeting
'waalaikumsalam darling.where else, outside the house is it at this hour?' he asked when looking around the room, not at our house.
"Let ummi do the talking" said Ummi giving a signal.
'ummi wants to talk mas'
'when's home?' tanya ummi when looking at the face of mas zaky on the screen hp
'tomorrow mi. What's up?' ask zaky to be confused
'home today too. abah ngak nothing santri same. This is your son sick from yesterday nyariin you continue, go home directly nyari plane directly here'
'fisya where ummi' asked mas zaky. ummi gave hp to me
'yes mas'
'alma sick?' tannya
'fever. mas ngak no call all day, his son nyariin'
'where's the son'
'again sleeping, a fussy day can only rest. still do not want to loose ask to be carried on'
'yes, I came home the day. Later if you cry directly call mas, this already has a signal. mas directly to the airport now'
'it's okay if the mas want to go home tomorrow, his son has been handled by the same doctor'
'mas go home now. replace the one who take care of his son later you will be sick too. already yes, mas want to immediately get ready to the airport'
'Yes mas'
After the phone disconnected, I confirmed the position of alma. ummi was resting on the next bed because it was still very early in the morning. I put alma in bed, and still suckled her.
After the congregational dawn prayer, I asked ummi to go home because in the pesantren there was no one. and ummi said that he would ask hilya to come here with me. I drove ummi to the outdoors. ummi went home.