
"Cliiiihhhh ngeselin... Why did you love to abuse me?..." Rani complains with her pursed lips.
"I love it when I see your lips pursed. If it's tied with rubber it can." Iqbal explained the reason. As a form of protest, Rani instead tickled Iqbal's stomach until he laughed out loud. Iqbal who was not able to stand because amused finally pulled Rani's hair.
"Iiiiiihhhhhh sick." Rani repaid pinching Iqbal's cheek.
"Sorry..." Iqbal said and rubbed Rani's hair. Iqbal grabbed Rani's hand and put it on her head.
"Massage." Said Iqbal, Rani also obeyed.
"Love each other, but like a cat and a mouse. So remember Tom and Jerry." Nadine slammed, although she covered both ears but still the voice of jokes Rani and Iqbal can break into the hearing Indra Nadine.
"It turns out getting married is delicious yes, eating something serves. There is pain in mejitin. Sleep there is a nemenin. Know that I married you Ran."
"Boro-boro wants to marry me, the only person on your mind is Alyn." Instead of answering Iqbal instead pulled Rani's pointed nose.
It did not feel Zain had stopped his car right in front of Nadine Campus, He was immediately down but Rani called him.
"Nadine, wait."
"Yes sis..."
"Here, make it buy snacks." Rani puts money on Nadine.
"No, thanks."
"Don't refuse. It's from my husband." Nadine hesitantly accepted the money. And at a glance he glanced at Zain whose gaze was still focused forward.
"Thank you brother."
"Same, study diligently huh."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Byeah..." Rani waves at Nadine as the car starts to go.
"It's nice to have a kind boss like Rani."
"Puk Puk Puk..." Someone patted Nadine's shoulder from behind. Nadine looked back.
"Son Dion."
"Just arrived..." Nadine just nodded and started to step into the campus.
"Break breakfast not yet, ntar fainted again like yesterday."
"Udah brother."
"Ngantin yuk while talking."
"No, brother, I'm gathering with my new friend. Let's get more familiar."
"Are you not familiar with me?..." Nadine just smiled. From a distance Renata and the alley watched Nadine and Dion who looked intimately familiar.
***
Zain parked his car in the hospital parking lot. Then Rani, Iqbal and Zain enter the hospital together. Iqbal walks beside Rani with Rani cradling in Iqbal's arm. Zain walked behind the two of them.
"Zayn..." Simultaneously Rani, Iqbal and Zain looked back, to the origin of the voice. Zain's face turned crimson, his emotions bubbling up to the crown. Beautiful memories of the past that turned into hell are now blazing in Zain's memory. What's more seeing the smile on the woman's face as if everything was fine and nothing had happened in the past.
"Zain how are you?..." Instead of answering, Zain dodged. Stepping away however the woman did not seem willing if Zain left just like that. He pulls Zain's arm but immediately Zain throws him down.
"Zain we have to talk." The woman followed Zain's steps, she walked along Zain's fingers. Rani and Iqbal walk in front of her.
"Who is that woman?..." Rani whispered softly into Iqbal's ear while on her tiptoes because Iqbal's body was too high. Rani's heart was tingled, wanting to know what exactly was going on.
"Iqbal." Because Iqbal did not answer Rani also pulled Iqbal's hand.
"Zain, please listen to me for a moment." Yet Zain remained unmoved, he put on a flat face expressionless.
"Zain, I need you a minute."
"Yqbaaaal.... Dong replied, who is he?..." Again Rani whispered while pulling Iqbal's hand.
"Zain why don't you want to see me?..."
"Iqbal..." Rani. Finally Iqbal stopped his steps, Zain and the woman stopped.
"Zayn." Iqbal turned around and gestured for Zain to leave.
"Good sir." Zain left and was followed by the woman. Iqbal again stepped towards the ob-gyn room.
"IIiiihhhhh what the hell are they. Iqbal said that Zain immediately understood and left."
"Who is that woman?..."
"Don't like to interfere in people's affairs."
"IIiiihhhhh,,, my curious soul thrashed. Come on, Iqbal, just tell a little story." Rani said while fusing the tips of her thumb and index fingers together to resemble the letter O.
"I don't know..."
"IIiiihhhhhh stingy, ngeselin." Iqbal still doesn't care.
"I'll ask Zain myself." Iqbal immediately gave a look of dislike to Rani.
"The name is Riska."
"Riska?..."
"Zain is the victim." Iqbal.
"Victim?..." Rani gawking still doesn't understand.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What is the victim?..." Iqbal did not flinch.
"IIiiihhhhhh you mah make me curious. If your son drools because he is not obedient how?..." Iqbal smiled as he pierced Rani's hair and kissed her forehead, lucky that no one saw her.
"Let's Iqbal tell me, Zain was a victim of what?..."
"The victim's feelings." Answer Iqbal.