
"I'm sorry I just got here, Mom!" Mira.
Her daughter was able to go to the hospital at night. With a man who delivered it.
"Doctor Renaldi?" Bu Nuri looked at the man before her in disbelief. The doctor who treated Mira while the woman in the Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center can be with Mira at this time.
"Why can the doctor be with my child?" Bu Nuri asked confusedly.
"I think of my cooperation, ma'am. He helped me out at the rehab, where he's here at the hospital." Dr Renaldi explained.
"I'm more precisely hitchhiking to live in that parlor" continued Mira.
Bu Nuri recognized heavy breathing. "It's just right that you don't want to go home. You're more comfortable living there!"
"Whose house do you call? It's not Mas Afkar's house nor is it ours. We just hitchhiked in there. Even if Mas Afkar is not a match with Mba Syafa. We have to get out of there, Mom!" Mira.
"You wish your brother no good!"
Mira shook her head. "That's just a possibility, ma'am. We don't know what's going to happen next. Where's Mas Afkar?" Ask Mira.
Bu Nuri did not want to argue with Mira. His daughter would blame him even more.
"In the room!" replied Ms. Nuri.
"Together with Mba Syafa?"
"No, Shafa doesn't want a room with your sister!" Ms. Nuri explained.
"I guessed it would be like this" exclaimed Mira. the woman turned to Doctor Renaldi. "Doctor, thank you for bringing me here. Sorry to bother you," said Mira while slightly lowering her head.
"Together, then I'll go home." Renaldi told Mira and Bu Nuri. Just one step walked the man back to turn his body.
"Is there anything left behind by the doctor?" Ask Mira.
Renaldi shook his head slowly."Ah, no! I'm just saying that you need something to call me!" abugn.
Mira pulled both corners of her lips. "Thank you for the offer of help, Doctor. God willing I can handle it myself." Mira refuses subtly.
Renaldi returns to Mira. The man passed by leaving behind two women of different ages.
Bu Nuri was able to catch something different on the man.
"Looks like him like you, Mir!" Said Bu Nuri. "There's no harm if you try to---," she was cut off by Mira.
"I'm asking you not to reorganize my life, ma'am." Mira looked hard at her mother. He did not want his life to be re-organized by Bu Nuri. Quite her domestic life is ruined because Mira too follows all her mother's orders. If only Mira used to come wherever her husband served there was no way she could be combined. Until her ex-husband prefers her younger, more half-life wife to go wherever her husband goes.
The experience will not be repeated. Mira wanted to live according to her own heart at this moment. Bu Nuri is only an old man. Only ridho and prayer should be given to the house life of Mira later. Not to rearrange it.
"I'm sorry, son!" lirih Bu Nuri's. The woman was self-conscious with Mira's answer to her words.
"Easy, Mom. I don't want to talk about the past. In the future, my mother promised to change. Do not be a parent who always wants to interfere with the child's household. Praying that's what you should do. Look at my life and Mas Afkar it's all like this. I don't blame mom. But I just want you to learn from the experience." Mira said quietly but all her words pierced into the recesses of Bu Nuri's heart.
"You're right, son! I was wrong about this." Bu Nuri bowed sadly."
"Repent it's enough, Mom! Right now only me and my mother should be strong on Mas Afkar's side" Mira said.
Bu Nuri nodded slowly confirming Mira's words.
The two stepped in tandem towards the room Afkar was in. But there was no Afkar there. Unbeknownst to them Afkar was in Syafa's room. The man yelled at all the health workers in the room.
"Say where is he?" sentak Afkar for the umpteenth time.
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To Be continued
Sorry just a little but wait after this I up again not long anyway.