
"Name, Michael.." Khaira and Lala waited for the continuation of one of the sisters' words. "Michael Grace."
Instantly Khaira seemed to have life again when he heard the answer, like a withered flower got a water flush until it finally bloomed again. And just then Lala's phone rang again.
"The call from Aunt Rica." Lala then picked up her phone.
"Hallo, Tan."
'hallo, Lala.' replied someone across there who was definitely Rika's Mama Michael.
"Yes hello, what's up tan." Ask Lala
'You where, La." Ask someone across the street
"the hospital, Tan." Answer Lala
'Which hospital.'
"Hospital of 'Eternal Love' Tan." Lala answered a question from the person who called her.
'jeez, we're at Cipta Bakti Nak hospital.'
"kok aunt gk said from earlier."
'yes, you guys come here. Michael just called Khaira from earlier, ' said Rika
"Yes, Tan."
After that call ended, Lala immediately got up from her seat. Khaira saw it immediately followed up.
"What's up, La." Ask Khaira
"We got the hospital wrong." Answer Lala
"So where, they." Ask Khaira again.
"Said Tente Rika They are at Cipta Bakti Hospital. Come on already." Lala then walks out of the hospital and is followed by Khaira.
'o Allah, may the husband of the servant not be okay, O Allah. If he does not why - why the servant of the promise will obey his desire to ask for rights to the servant of Allah.' Khaira prayed in her heart. You all help Khaira pray too, so Michael is okay. I hope that.
Lala and Khaira are in the car, Lala is busy driving and focusing on the road while Khaira, she is silent while continuing to pray for her husband.
"La, my husband is okay.' Khaira asked suddenly as she flipped her body facing towards Lala.
"Hopefully yes. We must pray, Ra. Because for now that's all we can do." Lala replied as if and together with a sweet and sincere smile for khaira. He understood his best friend's feelings at this moment. Even though Lala has never been married, she understands how her best friend feels now. Because of losing someone we love, let alone a thankless departure, it feels like it hurts that much.
Again and again the two of them were definitely Khaira and Lala, they were stuck in traffic, it was really annoying. Again they heard the sound of a simple horn. In these circumstances, Khaira is eager to have the power to take her directly to where her husband, Michael, is.
Lala opened Google Maps, and yes it was a very long red color. Lala was only able to take a deep breath and throw it rough.
"That's long." Lala.
"Ah, what a long one, La." Ask Khaira.
"Look at that." Said Lala while thrusting 'nya HP so that can be seen Khaira. "It all makes me suddenly not like red." Lala was upset. He didn't really like this kind of situation, but it seemed like no one liked this kind of situation especially those who were in a hurry like Khaira and Lala now. Lala doesn't like to wait, but if you wait for Aldo it seems like he will be ready even if it takes years. Doain may soon be official.
"Yes Uda, find a shortcut." Khaira.
"But we have to go long if we have to take a shortcut, Ra. And it'll pass through your house again." Lala
"If we continue to settle in traffic, we're stuck here until night." Khaira.
Oh come on why they even argue, in a situation like this does not seem right to just argue. Please provide a solution for Lala and Khaira.
Until now Khaira and Lala returned to their respective silences, but again collapsed when the horn sound returned to earthy, simple, Lala continued to focus on the road and the end'nya he cut right to take a shortcut.
But who would have thought, the fate of them this time, in front there is road improvement. What can be done, they just growl restrained.
"We'll just go back to my house, La. We'll take a shortcut near my house." Answer Khaira.
"You know the way." Ask Lala.
"Know, Uda come to my house first. We'll just ride the bike." Khaira
"We're gonna turn around, maybe get hit by a few feet of traffic." Lala.
"Ga papa." Khaira replied again in a weak tone.
Lala stared fixedly at Khaira, she felt pity for her best friend. Khaira who usually always appear cheerful and neat, a smile that usually always expands now looks like a person who has lost his world. All natural right, Michael is the world of Khaira at this time, no matter how Michael is Khaira's husband.
"La, how dumb." Khaira uttered the Lala reverie.
"Ah, oh yes." Khaira said, Then he went back to his car.
Khaira leaned her head. Really she wanted to get to where Michael was, wanted to immediately embrace her Husband and say that she loved and was afraid of losing her husband. He occasionally wiped his tears, why did it feel so tight this time, he was too scared. Many words if and what if what he is afraid will happen, those words that are gracing the mind of Khaira.
Until the sound of the ringing of Lala's cell phone again disperse Khaira's mind.
"Ra, please pick it up." Lala. Khaira just shut up and then took Lala's cell phone.
Aunt Nita that name is listed on Lala's phone.
'hallo, Ma.' Khaira.
'Hallo, Khaira. Where have you been, Ra.' Ask Mama Nita from across the street.
'This is on the way to Ma's hospital.' Answer Khaira as he is
'You don't go to the hospital anymore, son.'
"Why, Ma."
'Michael, we'll take him home.'
"Why take it home, Ma. Is Michael cured and allowed to go home." Ask Khaira a little enthusiastically. He hoped the answer would be as he expected.
"Ma, answered Ma." Khaira
'Yes, the point is to go straight to your house. And you must be sincere, Khaira.' Said Mama Nita. Really at that time Khaira also wanted to shout, what did the words of her mother-in-law.
"What do you mean, Ma."
'no, you guys be careful on the road huh.' Mama Nita then turned off the phone unilaterally.
"Ma, Hello Ma." When Khaira sees that her phone is dead, Khaira tries to call back her mother-in-law. But his phone is not active.
"Why, Ra."
"Mama tell us to go home to me, La. And he said that I should be sincere." Khaira said while looking down.
Khaira raised her head to look at Lala. "La, Michael ain't no way..."
"No, Michael wouldn't be why. You should be sure of that, Ra." Answer Lala. He did not want to make his friend sad. Even if he doesn't know what will happen.
Khaira again leaned her head. He closed his eyes remembering what his father-in-law had said.
"Ikhlas?? In what form?. Oh, my God, I hope Michael's okay." Inner Khaira.
B E R S A M B U N G......
If Michael is....
You guys are in the middle???