
“Mas wake up dong, mas don't make me worry,” said Ayya while rubbing Mukti's forehead. He was carrying a wash cloth and plain water instead of ice water or hot water. He put the wash lap on Mukti's forehead.
“Mas wake up ,” whispered Ayya again, now while sobbing. Ms. Pinem who delivered tea became a trough to see how Ayya cried for her lover.
“This tea Mbak,” says bu Pinem.
“Mother run to buy medicine ya Bu, do not get late and not for long but please help raise the head of Mas Mukti first so it is a bit high so you can drink using a straw,” said Ayya.
“Mas wake Mas. Drink hot tea first yuk, said brother Adel asked to drink warm sweet tea water, this I am a lot of honey.” said Ayya.
Mukti opens her eyes she wants to pull her lips to smile but can't just see Ayya with a thank you. Finally, Mukti slowly raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Ayya's cheek.
“Spend yes, let Mas recover. We have a big project, Mas. Mas can not be sick,” said Ayya while whispering. Mukti just blinked her eyes instead of nodding. He's really very weak.
“Starting tomorrow can't stay up. 12.00 Hours is the maximum working hours spent it sleeps. Whatever the condition can not stay up,” nagging Ayya.
“Spend a little more Mas, out of it later wait to drink the medicine bought by Bu Pinem. He was going to the pharmacy told to buy medicine with sister Adel,” explained Ayya.
Ayya continued to compress Mukti's forehead. Many times he dipped wash laps into the water, he squeezed and then taped to the forehead again.
“This Mbak,” said Bu Pinem gave the drug to Ayya.
“Drink first yes Mas,” Ayya give 2 items Adel recommendation drug purchased by bu Pinem on Mukti.
“Mbak Ayu eat first. Later Mbak Ayu is sick,” said Bu Pinem who started to call Ayu like other families because since then Ambar's mother asked Ayu not Komang. Though he knows the special call Mukti sir is not Ayu. Special calls cannot be used by others.
“Iya Ma'am later I eat. Please make porridge. Give coconut milk and salt to be savory,” said Ayya.
“Lauknya make meat stew from ground meat. So it is easier to digest and quickly mature,” pinta Ayya.
“Mas cepet healed yes,” whispered Ayya.
Mukti tried to reach Ayya's hand on his forehead he held Ayya's fingers slowly could not hold tightly because he was very weak.
“Mas don't love me, do you?” Ayya.
“Enggak Mas not dear to you,” said Mukti slow to say the word per word slowly.
Ayya looked into the eyes of her fiance who said that the man did not love her. I don't think he could believe the man's confession.
“Mas really love you,” Mukti continues his sentence that was interrupted earlier.
“Never doubt that,” once Mukti speaks words very slowly.
“Ayya put her right cheek on Mukti's right cheek she hugged the man lying down. Ayya laid her body in a sitting position of course.
“If Mas love me, Mas quickly healed,” whispered Ayya. Of course it is easy because the position of his mouth is in Mukti's right ear.
‘Mas just feel unworthy to love you Yank,’ complained Mukti in his heart.
Apparently all night Mukti regretted his life path so much that he thought hard that he was not worthy of an innocent and innocent Ayya.
He was just a useless piece of trash. A piece of trash that happened to be picked up by Ambar and Abu so it could be a little clean, but before it was clean properly it was returned to being thrown into dirt by Menur.
Mukti regrets her way of life, it makes her depressed so it is now hot. This story can't be poured on a shelter in Ambar's chest.he won't make his name hurt if he tells this. Mukti has no place to share anymore so finally his mind is afraid to make him drop.