Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 14

Shaila was carrying her car which her father gave her when she was 18, but it was never used. The girl prefers to take a bus or train if traveling. In contrast to the mother who is anti-use of public transportation since childhood.

Shaila and Shania have something in common: a simple lifestyle. Both of them did not reveal the treasures possessed by the old man. However, Shania is more open and has many friends.

In contrast to the brother, the sister prefers to be alone and closed. Even so, the two never fuss over everything, sharing and helping each other.

After traveling for seventy minutes, Shaila arrived at the husband's house. Last time on the street the boy asked to buy donuts and ice cream, so the time to get home became a little longer.

Arshaka came out as soon as he heard the sound of the car stopping at the car port. The man felt he had no appointment with anyone. High curiosity made him speed up his steps to get to the terrace immediately.

"Dad, look at this! Bubun buyin Azka donut a lot," cried Azka so down from the car, not forgetting to bring a box containing donuts.

"Azka, yes ...."

Brugh!

Azka fell down from tripping on her own leg and the donuts sprinkled out of the box. The little boy was very enthusiastic to show the cake that was bought by his mother. All this time he if asking for something only bought specifically for him.

Unlike the mother who bought several boxes of donuts on the grounds of sharing with others. Not only were they brought home for fathers and nannies, but people on the side of the road were given to them by their mothers.

Shaila reflex ran up to Azka, helping to pick up the splattered doughnuts. The girl collected the doughnuts into one and then took the container to throw in the trash. In the box that Azka was holding there were still two more pieces, so the child looked pouted.

"Yeahh, Azka had finished her donut, Bun," Azka fought with teary eyes, as if she did not want the dirty donut was thrown away by her mother.

"In the car there is more, we bought a lot. Don't cry! Boys must be strong" said Shaila to calm the child. "Next time don't run, just walk. No one's after, is it?"

Shaila went back to the car to get the rest of the doughnuts she bought earlier. After that he brought it in and put it on the dining table. Do not forget to ask for help Rina to move donuts into the container so as not to be hard when stored in the refrigerator.

Before all was put in a storage container, Shaila first set aside for her husband. When he was going to take her to the room, the husband went to the kitchen.

"Where are you guys from? Why not go away?" asked Arshaka with her flat face.

"M-sorry, Sir. We went to daddy's house between Sister Shania and got my car" Shaila said, apologizing with her head bowed.

"Other times if you want to leave the house first. Now you are married, not a single child anymore who can freely roam where you like. Now take a bath there, soon Maghrib," Shaka's advice reminded his little wife.

"Good, Sir. Oh yes, this is a doughnut for you, ", Shaila said as she placed a plate of donuts in front of Arshaka.

After that, Shaila immediately darted into the room to just wash her face because she had taken a bath at her parents' house before going home. After that, out of the room looking for a child, he now knows where after getting a box of donuts.

Shaila who did not know about it freed Azka to eat anything today. Without him knowing the consequences on the three-year-old boy.

Suddenly there was a groan from the little boy's mouth. Azka grimaced with pain while holding her stomach. His face was pale with a sweaty grain as big as corn.

"Astagfirullah, Azka! Why are you eating this many donuts?'' shaka shouted in surprise to find the child curled up in pain.

Shaka immediately carried his son to the car to take Azka to the nearest children's hospital. Shaila who had just come down from the room was curious to see the panicked face of the husband. The girl also pursued her husband.

Shaka drives his car at high speed because he does not want anything bad to happen to his son. It only took them ten minutes to reach the children's hospital not far from where they lived. The man immediately carried his son to the ER.

They were already welcomed by several medical personnel before reaching the ER. Azka was laid on a gurney and then pushed into the ER and followed by Shaka DNA and his wife.

A doctor was waiting inside the ER and was ready to check on Azka. The little boy was still moaning feeling the pain in his stomach. The doctor asked Azka's complaint.

"What did your son eat this afternoon?"

Arshaka turned to Shaila as if asking what food he gave Azka, so the child was in pain.

"Last lunch she had ice cream and doughnut cookies, Doc," Shaila replied.

"How much do you consume?"

"How much I don't know because he just walked away as soon as he got ice cream and donut cakes. I wasn't next to him because I still had other activities. I think that her silence means safety" Shaila said, feeling guilty about the child's lack of attention.

The doctor nodded in understanding, he thought that the one keeping the boy was inexperienced so it was natural to make a mistake.

"Your son must undergo hospitalization a few days, later after the condition improves and can only go home. Please take care of the administration for the selected ward" the doctor said before leaving them.

Arshaka rushed to take care of the administration so that his son was immediately transferred to the ward. Faster admission to the hospital room is more comfortable than having to be in the ER, where many new patients come.

"Next time watch what he eats, even if he's not your son. At least there is a sense of caring for others, so that later someone will care and help you or your child later," said Shaka coldly.

Shaila fell silent, her heart felt pierced by thorns. Grievous. It was not his intention to not care about that boy. He was busy packing his things that would be brought to the husband's house.

"If he's like this, will I survive? Better keep those things in daddy's house. Later if I've divorced this Crow lecturer, I just take."