
The sound of pantofel shoes echoing filled the corridor which at that time looked quiet. There's no one who's passing by because this hasn't entered the hospital's clock.
A man who walks with great confidence. The haughty look he had never changed even though he had not seen it for several years.
"Hallo dear, what is your current condition?", he asked the beloved daughter.
"Good Papa. Kessy can go home later" he said.
"really? Papa seneng dengernya", rubbing the top of the head.
Jessy only paid attention to their interactions while occasionally toying with her phone. "Papa know it does not turn out that Mama is familiar with the handsome Doctor Om who likes to check on Kessy during this time", the story is cheerful. Can't lie to his feelings. But not for the Papa who suddenly changed displaying a cold aura.
Bagas looked at Jessy at a glance who from earlier seemed calm and silent. "Om the handsome Doctor? What's his name?", asked Bagas curiously. What kind of person does her daughter always tell so cheerfully.
"His name is Om Jovan. Does Papa also know him?", he asked curiously. I want an answer from Papa immediately.
"Ehm.seems like Papa forgot dear. May Papa borrow Mama for a moment", he asked and took Jessy out.
Kessy just nodded. Maybe there's something important to talk about on the outside. He behaves like a child who chooses to cool back playing his doll.
"Who is Jovan?", a question from Bagas on Jessy. He deliberately brought Jessy to the park so that he could freely talk to both.
Apparently Bagas had not seen me at that time. Or maybe he pretended to be lazy to know me. With her question to Jessy just now, a little bit means she remembers me. His arch-enemy from elementary school.
"Do I have to make it clear who he is if you know him well yourself" Jessy replied no less haughty. It turned out that the relationship between the two of them had not improved as I imagined. And Bagas is still Bagas who used to be even though his appearance changed. Still overprotective and haughty.
"So it's true that Jovan the rancid? Why didn't you tell me he met you? Haa?", search Bagas in a high tone.
"Until I have to know from my son", he lamented.
"Why indeed? I just say hello to her anyway", Jessy answered honestly.
"Don't you think I don't know if you're secretly looking for her from Amel" Bagas pointed at Jessy.
"Secretly you are talking about his life. I know everything Jessy" snapped Bagas harder.
"If you know what you want?", challenge Jessy.
"You know whose hospital this belongs to. If he dares to offend me again I can make sure he is fired from this hospital", Bagas threatened.
"Do it! Do it if it makes you satisfied. Do not doubt you people in power can just use your power. You're nothing more than a mother child with all your wishes to fulfill" Jessy said.
"I'm tired of Gas! Fatty must always obey your wishes. You always hold me back. Not giving me the freedom to choose. Never allowed me to determine my own happiness", Jessy complained as she sobbed in tears.
"You.".", he snapped while raising his hand to slap.
"Hit. Hit again. If you have to kill me!", cried Jessy.
Bagas immediately lowered his hand. He's lost control. And just realized that they are now in the scope of the hospital. Then choose to leave Jessy who is still sitting while sobbing.
In the third floor building. A pair of eyes accidentally caught their fight.
What did I miss from their relationship? Are they married and have children? Shouldn't the house be okay.
"Jo, you didn't eat?", Kintan's arrival made me stop my previous thoughts.
"No. What did you buy?", asked me to glance at the food he brought.
"Here I bought rujak online message. You want to?", he offered me to eat rujak.
"Eh, don't be. You haven't eaten rice. Want me to order yes!", without getting my approval he immediately ordered my favorite menu. Rice field. That's Kintan every day.
Finally I just wait for the rice field to come. "Jo, I'll be home in the afternoon. Kangen the same Mom", the door I immediately nodded my head.
That afternoon. I went home with Kintan. I fulfilled her request to meet with my mother. Kintan often met my mother even though I was not at home.
"But sorry I'll stay. I have a promise with Dodi".
"Lietly, I if you go to your house, you have often stayed away" he said.
On the way to the parking. I caught a figure I knew so well. Jessie. Kessy was about to get in the car.
I'm trying to avoid. Because there's definitely Bagas in front of the wheel. But Kessy looked at me and called my name.
"Of...Doctor", he shouted loudly. My steps with Kintan came to a halt.
I had to approach him. It looks Jessy also undoes the intention of getting into the car. "Would you go home? Be careful!", I said with a face as calm as possible.
"Yes. This is also thanks to Doctor Om who has helped Kessy heal. O yes Kessy asked for the phone number Om only. You ask Mama, do not know the house of Om", innocently explained.
I heard the door open from the front. Showing a figure filled with sharp glances. "Kessy, come on in. You still need a lot of rest to recover" he said.
"But Kessy wants to ask for Doctor's number".
"no need. Later Papa will contact him", he said firmly.
"So Papa already know the number Om Doctor?", he asked still with innocence.
"Kessy's in!", her orders seem incontrovertible.
Kessy finally got into the car. Dare not speak anymore. He could conclude that his father did not like the doctor. Seen from his gaze.
"I'm warning you! Don't get too close to my daughter! Since I will never allow him to get along with you!", he said flatly with emphasis. Get back in the car without waiting for me to talk. The car left us both. Me and Kintan.
Maybe Kintan is wondering who he is. But as usual he refused to ask me if I did not start.
"Let's get in the car", take me to her.
"Maybe you were surprised to see just now", I finally opened my voice after we got into the car and was already driving.
Kintan looked over as if he were listening to what I was going to tell him.
"He who? I mean, Kessy's parents, do you know each other?", that's my first question.
Don't be too confident, with power can do everything. Because there is still sky above (nie yha).