Injuries in the Family

Chapter 05

Seeing the situation that is not supportive to see Chika and Iqbal's parents are joking, laughing together, making Nadine who was about to retreat want to go home and not want to damage the warm atmosphere. It feels like coming later in the afternoon or evening, Nadine does not want to mess everything up especially when Chika comes crashing it at that time, making Nadine a little afraid.

*dub*

The sound of the flower pot that sounded a bit loud made the three of them turn their heads, finding Nadine who was standing not far from the door. Aunty Jihan stood up, and Chika put her flat face on her side with her glaring eyes.

"Nadine!" yell, Jihan is approaching.

I stood up straight and smiled, Aunt Jihan hugged me warmly. A hug I miss so much from my mother.

Aunt Jihan brought me in, and soon Iqbal came down the stairs. "How are you?" ask me about Hadi.

"Om fine.. Shhh.."

Auntie Jihan who accidentally stroked my back made me hiss slightly withstanding the pain. Iqbal approached, he sat down in front of me.

"Have you taken the medicine yet?" ask Iqbal slowly. Nadine just shook her head, rubbing her back not yet.

Iqbal brought a glass of warm water, and I took the medicine to be watched by those who saw our interaction. Chika's clenched hands saw Iqbal of such attention, while om Hadi scrunched his forehead.

"What's really going on? What pain does Nadine have?" ask Jihan to Iqbal.

"Mama... Please mama take Nadine to the room huh, it looks like Nadine is not treating herself."

Jihan brought Nadine into her room, Iqbal came with the ointment she had bought at the pharmacy in case of the current situation.

"What ointment is this?" ask Jihan.

Iqbal looked at Nadine, making the one who was staring down. Jihan finally asked Nadine, Iqbal finally came out leaving them both.

After I put on the back shirt, Jihan covered her mouth in surprise at what she saw. So horrible, and made himself so grimacing.

"Who's doing this?" ask Jihan slowly.

Nadine just kept quiet, she was scared and Jihan started smearing the ointment. The wound was so full on his back, there was a red and blue wound. I just grimace every time Auntie Jihan smears.

Aunt Jihan lightly applied the ointment so that I did not feel any pain, a little I heard a sobbing sound that finally made me look at the woman let out her tears.

"Tante, why cry? Nadine's okay." said I'm still smeared with ointment.

"It feels like aunty really can't keep the trust of the Light to keep you well, aunty continues out of town without knowing actually your condition has been this bad" said Jihan with a voice of his raucous.

Yes, Aunt Jihan is my mama's best friend. They were friends from childhood, their homes were next to each other until they finally got married. Jihan in boyong by her husband to Bali, because getting a businessman lodging so much in several other cities, but the center is in Bali. While Cahaya, two years after that my mother married Gio's father and settled in Jakarta.

"No aunt, this isn't aunty jihan's fault."

Jihan was silent, she pulled Nadine's revealing clothes and held her shoulder. "Your father did this?"

Nadine looked at Jihan's teary eyes, then shook her head. "I fell down the stairs, and only yesterday in between treatment Iqbal" I replied.

Jihan tightened her hands, she stroked the back of my hand very gently. Jihan has two children, one of the youngest being in Bali with her in-laws. Because it is the habit of Jihan and Hadi always go home the next day or the shabby so that they can leave the little one who is only 6 years old.

Aunt Jihan brought me back to the living room, where Iqbal, Hadi and Chika were chatting.

"Nadine why, ma?" ask Hadi when he sees the wife approaching.

"His back was wounded, he said falling down the stairs."

Iqbal looked at me after hearing his mother's words, I looked at him and saw his rough breathing.

"Yeah, you're Nadine's gpp?"

I smiled, "I'm gpp om, yesterday it was the same day Iqbal to the hospital kok." answered me.

Chika who heard that instantly widened her eyes and looked at Iqbal in annoyance. Could it be that when they quarreled, Iqbal instead came to the house to seduce her but instead went with Nadine?!

Chika immediately stood up and took her sling bag, "Sorry om, auntie. Chika went home first yes, because Chika has a sudden business" he said.

Jihan, Hadi nodded. Iqbal? She's quiet. I looked at Chika, and Chika replied with a fierce look. Yesterday their relationship was said to be over, how did nothing seem to happen?

Jihan took me to sit on the sofa and sit next to her, "The older you become, the more you resemble the Light. Aunty misses him." Jihan rubbed Nadine's shoulder.

Nadine smiled, "Nadine also misses, if the accident a few years ago did not happen. Mama must be here, same dad, same aunt."

Jihan looked into Nadine's teary eyes, there were many wounds there. "Look at it, yeah. Your daughter bears so much weight, covering her wounds that she has been unhappy since you were not around. Yes, if only there was a glimmer of hope for you to live again, and build our dreams together to match our children. You still want to not? I'm sure Iqbal will take care and not hurt your daughter." Jihan's inner rubbed Nadine's shoulder-length hair.

"Yes, you are too similar to the Light. Only difference in the eyes that are similar to Gio." said Hadi.

Nadine simply smiled back at the words, they had not felt the warmth of this family for a long time. Jihan finally melted the sad atmosphere by opening the souvenirs, they put aside the heavy problems with some happiness that approached.

"This souvenir from Bali, later you same Iqbal to Bali yes. Nadine hasn't seen Farid in a while!" exclaim Jihan. Farid was the son of Jihan and Hadi, the younger brother of Iqbal.

"Surely he forgot me? You see, last met one year ago." I replied by folding the souvenir clothes.

"No, he'd even like to come here to see you. The boy is sick."

I just smiled, staring at so much. Iqbal and Hadi also chose to have a conversation between the father and the child. Despite coming home once a month, Iqbal lived with the housekeeper who went home, becoming his house so neat.

My phone rang from Aqila, "Yes, la. What's up?" ask me.

"Can I find you a gift?" - Aqila.

"Can I go to your house?" - Nadine.

"Go on, we'll meet him in a regular mall." - Aqila.

I hung up the phone and wanted to go again. Iqbal rushed to pick up the key of his motorbike which was able to make me freeze on the spot, a small smile rose in the mouth of Jihan and Hadi when he saw the son so quickly responded. Before long, Iqbal and Nadine went on a motorcycle to the destination.

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