Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 15

Shaila sat quietly pensively beside the cot. The three-year-old boy was already asleep, after being tired of defecating repeatedly and was given medicine. His sleep seemed slumbering and calm unlike that of a sick person, just that the face looked pale.

The girl felt guilty for making a little boy sick from his negligence. It was not her fault entirely because she did not have any knowledge and experience at all about handling a child. All he knew was to make a child happy and laugh.

It is not easy to be a wife and mother at a young age. However, what you want to say has all happened. If you can still choose better stop college and work alone so as not to bother his parents.

Unfortunately, dreaming is not the attitude of a Muslim because it is the same as not believing in the destiny of God. Indeed, what happens in our lives is God's intervention in it. God has governed the affairs of His people.

Arshaka sat on the sofa in the room. The boy was staring at his laptop screen. The thesis must be completed in two months because the trial schedule has been determined not to three months.

Arshaka's branched mind makes him unfocused on working on his thesis. This morning he went to the campus to see the announcement of the thesis. Therefore, Azka's father had to finish his thesis soon.

Shaila was already sleeping on the chair with her head laid on the edge of the bed. Arshaka himself is still struggling with his thesis which is still two more chapters just finished. At three in the morning, his eyes and body were no longer able to be invited to work so that the young lecturer chose to rest.

Before the dawn of Adhan reverberated, Shaila had awoken because she felt her body sore. The girl was stretching to reduce the pain of her wrong sleeping position. After that he went to the bathroom to prepare for worship.

Today, Ary and Alex's granddaughter did not go to college. He wants to look after and take care of the child because of his negligence the child is sick and must be treated. To atone for her guilt, Shaila had to take care of the boy until he recovered.

Not a word came out of Arshaka's thick lips. His heart was still filled with anger and his mind was still full of work problems and educational problems he took. Silence is better than later issuing hurtful harsh words and becoming regretful.

Three days passed, Azka's condition was declared improved and stable. Today the three-year-old knows it is allowed to go home, but still has to control it once a week until it is declared completely healthy.

Shaila takes care of the administration while Rina is accompanying Azka in the room. Arshaka himself is not known where his whereabouts because he left no message let alone saying goodbye. Fortunately, the debit card contains ten numbers lined up, so it is not difficult if only to pay hospital fees.

Shaila does not mind at all the money used to finance children. Let alone children connect, orphaned little children he helped sincerely.

"Yuk, home! The administration is in order," Shaila asked as soon as she walked into Azka's nursery.

"Yeeiii, go home! Home ... home ...."

The three-year-old boy was very happy when he was invited home by his mother. Lina who saw that also smiled happily because her foster children cheerfully back. The three of them then left the room quietly in his left right hand.

Shaila had already booked a taxi online while completing administration, so by the time she and Azka reached the lobby of the taxi hospital it was on stand by. The girl immediately keeps all the items in the trunk, while Azka he told her to get into the car.

As soon as the taxi stopped, Azka immediately opened the car door and darted out. The boy was very happy to be able to breathe free air and not be pricked by needles anymore. It turned out that the door of the house was not locked making it easier for Azka to enter just like that.

Rina carrying a bag of clothes and plastic containing equipment during the hospital. The adult girl carried her luggage back. Shaila herself stood at the door.

Shaila's forehead frowned in wonder, as she remembered there was no one in the super minimalist house. Both of his parents did not inform him if he would visit. So is Shaka who hasn't come home since last night.

"Maybe!" azka shouted followed by the boy's broken laughter.

It turned out that Arshaka's parents were waiting for his grandson's arrival. Mama Nenti and Demian Mandala chose to wait at home after contacting Shaila a while ago. Yesterday Mama Nenti and Mr. Demian also came to visit the favorite grandson.

"Where's shaka, La?" mama Nenti asked her daughter-in-law.

"Sorry, Ma. Shaila did not know, because Mr. Shaka did not tell," Shaila replied with his head bowed in shame, a wife did not know the whereabouts of the husband.

"Not to apologize, dear. You're not wrong, that kid doesn't know himself. He said love, he said dear but insensitive," said Mama Nenti comforting the daughter-in-law.

Azka did not want to be told to rest in her room. The little boy chose to lay down his body on the long sofa in the family room. The boy quietly turned on the television and his eyes closed for a long time.

Meanwhile, Shaka is on his way to a cafe to meet someone. The man was busy on campus taking care of his thesis and teaching. Yes, he took a master's degree at the college where he taught.

Shaka graduated from college in three years with cumlaude grades, so he got a scholarship and was appointed a lecturer. Previously he was a student who became an assistant lecturer because of his intelligence. Therefore he can be directly appointed as a lecturer at the campus.

The cafe that Shaka came to was a cafe full of memories while he was still wearing a gray uniform. In the past every time a date with his girlfriend, this cafe became his favorite place. It is heavy for Arshaka's heart to enter this place because it will only scrape old wounds.

However, he could not retreat because they had not met for a long time. Five years without news suddenly meet and then make an appointment to meet and listen to the story of an old friend.

"Geek!" call a beautiful woman who is already sitting in the corner waiting for her arrival.

Shaka walked closer to the girl with a face that looked happy.

"Hi Sha! I'm sorry so long ago, I finished my thesis, straight here."