I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 59: Bored, Dilemma

Question or expulsion? Impressed absurdly, Naina and Siti looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison. Not thinking out. Does that girl have other plans? I don't know. They came to visit and of course all because of Danish who gave impromptu news.

"Shea. Look, your two best friends have arrived. So, enjoy your time." Danish got out of her seat, "Titip my wife for a moment. Look there's a nurse here too. Honey, I'll check on the job for a second. Take care."

"Mas, I'm going for a walk." Shena does not want to forget her boredom, but Dan still leaves the room. "Huft, you have to take responsibility."

What's? Why even be responsible. Thought to end ngamilin kids people time, yes. Ampe take responsibility, ama take responsibility for everything. What power, in fact, is the cause of the insecurity of the friend. Instead of feeling guilty, Nai and Siti snorted anxiously.

"Nai, smell the pussy, don't you?" sindir Siti circulated the entire eye view of the room, as if looking for smoke billowing.

Do not want to make the atmosphere more runyam. Nai nudged Siti's arm, "We can't dissolve in turmoil. By the way, Shena is not in good shape. Why are you still helping Yuni?"

The question of diversion, made the one asked only smile thinly. How can I forget a promise? When he has already published hope in the hearts of others. Of course, things are not a hindrance. Basically, humans need to be able to fight. Sometimes against pain, some against greed in life and so forth.

Have you forgotten. If life is about struggle, it is not about surrender without effort. God will not change the destiny of His servant. If His servant does not seek to improve himself. We used to say waiting to be picked up.

Do we think that the guidance came like a peddler? Sure didn't. Hidayah is the end of hope in the midst of aridity. Man who feels tired, after all his efforts. Then give up the end of that hope as a stalk of prayer. So Allah guides as well as knocks on hearts that have been frozen to soften in a gust of wind.

"It's about the promise." Shena tries to get out of her place, helped by Nai and Siti who are always alert. "Thank's, campus matters are still my responsibility. It's true I resigned, but you know. The event risked the honor of the campus. So, it's all our responsibility. Right?"

Also true. The campus is where they study together. The grand event is also a mandatory annual event. Why did they both forget that simple thing. Again and again, Shena gave an ultimatum without being asked. The conversation continues in friendship.

Random chatter from north to west, then south back east. There is only a theme that can be a connection without wires. Well that's it, when people who are frequency meet. Forgetting time, forgetting situations. They will stop, if the stomach is struggling to fill. Unfortunately, the stomach is still in a safe state of control.

"Excuse me, ladies. Can you give me a minute? It's time to inject vitamins into the patient's intravenous fluids." said the nurse, who gave Naina and Siti space for the woman in white to do her job.

No one complained, but Shena looked bored. Only a few seconds silent. It's not usually like that. Is there anything they missed? Something that changes the mood of a friend changes too quickly. All this time, the girl had always been calm. Although the storm hit.

It wasn't just Nai who felt that. Siti feels the same way. Although not frontal shows a surprised facial expression of Shena's change, while on the lower floor. Danish just finished cooking. He left Shena to give healthy food without having to bother others.

The past sense of regret, wants to be transformed into a sweet taste of togetherness. His heart was determined to give its best to his little family. Although it does not deny, that currently there is still a dilemma. Do I have to tell Mama and Papa about Fatih's habits? What if it only cornered his wife's position?

As a child. Of course, think of the happiness and calmness of both parents. Especially at an age that is no longer young. Do not let one news become an extraordinary sense of surprise. Not disbelief in family judgment, but looking at the flashbacks of the story. He realized, if Fatih is good at playing the drama of a sholeh son.

All wrong. And the dreamy ones were unaware of Mama Quinara's arrival. Women who always look elegant and like socialite mothers. His steps approached the son who was standing pensively on the left side of the dining table. A smile, making the woman look charming. Do not deny the face of ayu who is still young.

"And!" call him while putting a tote bag on the table, but his son is still silent. "Danish Anderson?!"

A voice with a higher octave tone, even to the point of being heard to the top floor. And aghast, almost snatched the bowl containing the hot soup sauce. If not look at the white hand that stopped his shock. The reflexes that become the savior. He looked at his mother with his own eyes.

"Ma, tumbents?" ask and change the expression to be more neutral. She did not want her mother to feel excessive anxiety. "Sit down! What do you want to drink?"

The body of doubt. Unsettled eyes, forced lip movements. As a doctor who has the science of interpreting patient expression. Armed with it all, he knew his son's emotional state. Something's not right. If forced to ask. Surely that one boy chose to shift the subject.

"And, Mama's here to see how you're doing. Intended to stay." Retract the chair on the right, then sit down to lean back. "Your father would go on a business trip, but forget Mama who had to live alone. Is it okay to stay at your house, son?"

How will you refuse? His home is also his parents' home. It's not about who's money to build. However, between parents and children. Do I have to have a permit like a stranger? Sure didn't. Without waiting for long, Dan nodded his head approvingly.

"Mama, you can use the room on the right side. That room was indeed prepared for my beloved parents. By the way, Papa where, Ma?" ask and shift the focus away from the conversation.

"Dubai. As Mama remembers, your father wants to hold a collaboration between several company owners there. Including ....," Mama Quinara paused for a moment, not knowing whether to continue or not. If you say everything today, tomorrow there will be no more surprises. "Forgot that, where's Shena?"