
“ Honey, later today we look at his son Bryan in the hospital. “ said Attar.
“ Why is his son Bryan pa? “ Ask Ameera.
“ I also know less. I called Seno. He wants to play in his office. He said he didn't go to the office today. Want to go to the hospital because Bryan's daughter was treated in the hospital. “ replied Attar. Now they are sitting in the back garden with other family members. While Boby has gone to the office and Kyra, the first child of Attar and Ameera, follows the opa to the office.
“ Can. I have not seen Armell and Pipit in a long time. “ said Ameera.
“ Gam, you come with papa and mama right? “ Ask Ameera to Agam who is sleeping on the lap of the mother.
Agam. “ Agam sleepy, ma. I want to sleep again. Later in the afternoon Agam will also go to the hospital again. See the state of Agam who fell last night. “ replied Agam who had told the incident last night to his mother and father.
“ Looks like granddaughter oma is in love again. Until belain do not sleep in order to accompany FRIENDS. “ ledek the oma while pressing the word friend.
“ Apaan sih oma nih. “ bela Agam.
“ Looks like yes oma loh. Here, her cheeks are flushed. He if you're embarrassed will like the red face. “ ledek Ameera.
“ Ish..mama same oma same time. Sukanya sedain. “ protest Agam while standing up and about to leave his family.
“ Where are you going Gam? “ Ask Ameera while holding back her laughter.
“ Want to sleep. Agam. “
“ Just finished eating Gam. Her stomach is distended like an om-om loh. “ Ameera reminds but Agam just loosened his forehead.
“ Beautiful not Gam? “ now the voice of the papa is heard.
“ Beautiful. Really wear. Descendants abroad. So half bule. “ replied Agam origin. Then he immediately left them and went to his room.
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“ Assalamualaikum..” greet someone from the treatment door that has just been opened.
“ Waalaikum salam. “ replied Pipit while still feeding Paris. Bryan sat on the couch reading the newspaper.
“ Mbak Meera...” pekik Pipit splashy. He immediately placed his plate on the nightstand and immediately rushed towards Ameera and hugged her.
“ Ma'am Meera when is it coming? How not to tell first. “ Tanya Pipit splashy. Bryan, who heard his wife calling out the name of someone familiar to him, immediately closed his newspaper and looked up at the door. Bryan immediately stood up when he saw Attar there while smiling. He approached Attar and hugged a man.
“ Last night. You how are you ? “ ask Ameera.
“ Thank God, I am good mbak. “ said Pipit. While the husbands only see the excitement of their wives. “ Have you met Armell also ?”
Ameera. “ The plan was to play to the Seno mas office, but he said they want to come here because your daughter is being treated here. “ he replied.
“ Oh, yes. Last morning mbak Mell said he wanted to come here at besuk. “ sahut Pipit. “ Present, until forgotten has not been allowed in. “ said Pipit while patting his eel. “ Come on mbak, come in. Attar please come in. “
“ Just remember if there is me yes. “ joked Attar. And Pipit answered him with a big smile. Then he took Ameera's hand and was invited in, approaching Paris.
“ Hello, dear. “ greet Ameera while kissing the cheek of Paris.
“ Hello aunt. “ Reply Paris.
“ Still remember the same aunt right? “ ask Ameera. “ You know we haven't seen you in a long time. Last time I saw you was Junior High. Yesterday auntie time fitting to Jakarta, play to your house, you do not exist. “ continued Ameera.
“ Ha...Ha..Ha. You are still grinding, anyway. Your cheeks are like mangroves. So want to bite. “ says Ameera.
“ Hi, Paris. “ saya Attar.
“ Hi, om. “ say hello to Paris back while greeting Attar's hand and kissing the back of his hand. And Attar stroked the top of Paris' head.
“ How are you doing now, baby? “ ask Ameera. He sat in a chair next to the bed of the patient in Paris.
“ Thank God, Paris is fine aja aunty. “ jawan Paris.
“ But your feet why this? Broken bones? “ asked Ameera while stroking the legs of Paris wrapped in thick bandages.
“ He...he..he..if it's a long story aunt. “ sahut Paris while tekekeh considering the silliness of the idea of the doctor who treated him.
“ Assalamualaikum..” greet someone again from the newly opened door..
“ Waalaikum greetings. “ say hello to everything in the room together.
“ Loh, Meer...Kok already here? First I. “ greet Armell to Ameera while cipika cipiki.
“ Just entered mbak. “ sahut Ameera. “ Mbak Mell how are you? “
“ Thank God, I am good, healthy. “ replied Armell. “ How are you, healthy right? “
“ Alhamdulillah, I am fine mbak. “ sahut Ameera.
“ Hello, mas Attar. How are you doing ? “ greet Armell.
“ Thank God, I'm good. “
“ If you have met gini-emak, we-we are in cuekin nih. “ seloroh Seno.
“ Yes it is. We meet every day. But if they are not every day. Especially with Ameera. Can meet for years. “ said Armell.
“ Oh yes, jerk..I want to be angry first with you, you, and you. “ continued Armell while pointing to Bryan, Pipit and Paris alternately.
“ Why are you, like you, my daughter, in an accident, not directly telling me? You guys spared me? “ Armell's paw to Pipit and Bryan's pissed.
“ Is not like that. It happened at midnight. Not good if ngabarin mbak same brother. “ said Pipit.
“ Yes at least, you can stay in the message. So early in the morning we already know what happened to Paris. This is even 9 hours new news. “ said Armell is still upset.
“ Lagian Parisnya is also good for Mell. No need to be in a scene either. “ protest Bryan.
“ What's pa-pa? His feet reached the gini bandage. Your leg's broken, honey? “ ask Armell still excited. Seno shook her head as she walked closer to Paris and kissed Paris on the forehead.
“ Her legs are fine Mell. I tell you guys I've been gathering. After this you must add the same sprain Paris. But also want to laugh. “ said Bryan. Then he told me the real events. Attar and Ameera are made to gawk because they only know if it turns out that Paris grows into a tomboyish girl. But they understood when they remembered the nyidam in natural Pipit first.
While Seno laughed out loud hearing Bryan's story while shuffling Paris' hair. “ There are you Ris.. instead of mending to be the girl of the Jesh yes. It's good that tomorrow if you get married, your child's face is mixed, France, Indonesia, India. Saucy certainly. “
“ Hish..Uncle not exciting. Ogah Paris has a master takur guy like him. “
“ eits make no mistake. The lord takur his land a lot loh..” goda Seno.
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