Love Wrapped Nista

Special Rasta/Cira 4

Rasta escorts Cira home and meets a hasty-looking Devia.

"What's up, Ma?" ask Cira to be confused.

"Thank God you guys have arrived, Mama must immediately go to the hospital because Frans' condition after surgery is not good" said Devia with a pale face.

"Rasta, please notify Ken of this matter. Aunty is afraid something will happen to her, telling Ken to tell Irene because the aunt has no access to contact her or Bagas Abroad."

"Okay, Tant.."

Devia immediately picked up her bag, preparing to leave the house.

"Tan, I'm antherin!" said Rasta. Devia looked at Rasta briefly then nodded.

"Cira come along too, don't be home alone. Ira's mom told me to go home, too."

"But, Ma..."

"It's okay, there's Mama and Rasta, you don't have to be afraid."

However, Devia understands that Cira is afraid to appear in public places, but Devia is also worried if she leaves Cira alone in the house.

The three of them boarded Rasta's car and immediately headed to the Hospital where Frans was.

Up there, Rasta was surprised to find Jenar who looked agitated in front of Frans' room. The room guarded by several police officers seemed to be being entered by doctors and nurses to check Frans' condition there.

"You here?" ask Rasta to Jenar. Jenar nodded faintly.

Cira saw Rasta who recognized the figure of Jenar, that's when she felt the insecure nature that existed in her back to being, because it turned out that Rasta's extensive association made the man get to know a woman as beautiful as Jenar, because it turns out that Rasta's broad association made the man could know the figure of a woman as beautiful as Jenar, it was fitting that Rasta had never glanced at him, other than he was still a boy, he also looked fittingly in the eyes of the man because when compared to Jenar, he was nothing. Rasta can be indifferent to a woman as beautiful as Jenar, it deserves her attitude to Cira as well.

Devia who became the guardian for Frans immediately barged into the room because she did have the right to it.

Finally, Rasta, Cira and Jenar wait in front of Frans's treatment room. They sat in a waiting chair on the outside of the room.

"So I came here to invite Frans to chat, about my content, I just wanted to show him the results of the USG." Jenar suddenly chanted, he did not think about the shame of discussing the contents anymore because he knew Rasta had already known if he was born Frans' child. While looking at the figure of Cira who is still wearing a high school uniform, Jenar considers the girl is unlikely to interfere with the problems she will pose to Rasta now.

"Keep, what happened to him? I heard he just finished surgery?"

"Yes, our relationship has improved lately. Frans has also said that he will be responsible for marrying me. But ...."

"But why?"

"So I haven't had time to enter, haven't had time to talk to him as usual, haven't yet shown him the results of the USG but he's already in the doctor's examination, he's been in the doctor's examination, according to the nurse I asked, Frans was not well" said Jenar with teary eyes.

"You're afraid of losing him?" guess Rasta.

"Yes, he's the father of my son."

"If he's not the father of your son?"

"I won't care about it" Jenar replied wiping away the tears that were dripping away.

Rasta. "I think you have feelings for him, whether you consider him a friend or more, but you obviously think of Frans as a human being, unlike me or Ken who thinks of him as just the wind." Rasta laughed at the end of her sentence.

"Maybe so, however Frans was always there when I was down, he was the one who accompanied me when I lost Ken because Ken married Zahra all of a sudden." Jenar sobbed considering the moment of his friendship with Frans.

Meanwhile, Cira with her high curiosity, inevitably listened to the talk of Jenar and Rasta, she became aware of the fact that the woman next to Rasta was Ken's ex-boyfriend, he also knew that the woman was now pregnant with Frans' child. However, what he did not understand, why Rasta could easily deduce the feelings of Jenar, while Rasta could not deduce the feelings of Cira to him.

Before long, several nurses and doctors who were treating Frans came out of the same room. Devia also came out and looked at the three people waiting outside.

"How are Frans, Auntie?" Jenar first asked, the look on her face seemed a clear worry.

Cira immediately inched towards Devia. "Why is Mama sad? Isn't Brother Frans Aunt Irene's son?" ask Cira who already knows a lot about the Devian family from the story of the woman herself.

"Come, Cira. Mama feels Frans is just like Ken. It was the circumstances that made him a less empathetic man. Though Hana had told Mama that she knew Frans with a good person while in Singapore. Perhaps, the envy and envy that formed so strong in Frans that it made him have the heart to do anything to Ken, but as a mother... Mama was sad to see her condition." Cira hugged Devia's body to try to calm the middle-aged woman.

Jenar cried. "Then what now, Tant? What did the doctor say for Frans' next cure?" tanyakanya.

"It is likely to be given other drugs that have similar properties for the recovery of the condition."

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"I go to the cafeteria first, yes, Ma. I haven't had lunch, I'm hungry." Cira rose up in her seat in the nursery Frans who looked asleep.

"I'm coming!" said Rasta fast.

Cira walked first, he wanted to keep a distance with Rasta because now he is aware of himself who is not at all attractive in the eyes of the man according to what Rasta said when picking him up earlier.

Rasta walked leisurely not far behind Cira's small body position, he put both hands into the pocket pocket of the material pants he was wearing today, he put, because this morning he just had a meeting about the supplier of SDA petroleum in his office.

"Cira?" I looked at someone who greeted him.

"Mom Saskia?" cira replied, it was an English teacher at her school.

"What's right here, Mom?" ask the teacher. Not yet Saskia answered Cira suddenly Rasta entered and joined the conversation.

"Kia?" Apparently Rasta recognized Cira's teacher.

"Rasta?" Saskia smiled at the figure of Rasta in front of her.

"How are you?" ask Rasta to Saskia.

"I-I'm good," Saskia replied nervously and immediately lowered her face.

Cira looked at the cengo of the two people who were now in front of him. He did not expect Rasta and Saskia to know each other.

"Good," said Rasta. "I've been good since you broke up!" continue Rasta while laughing. It was at this time that Cira understood the situation that happened that Saskia was Rasta's ex-boyfriend.

"Om, I'm going to the cafeteria first!" cira said immediately inching, she simply commented a smile at Saskia as a signal for retreat.

Seeing Cira who left just like that, Rasta immediately chased after him, he left Saskia who was still staring at him nanar.

"Cil?!" Rasta calls Cira but the girl continues to walk towards the end of the hospital - where the canteen is located.

"Cil! The kid!!!" pekik Rasta but not once Cira turned his head or stopped his steps, instead he increasingly walked quickly almost running.

Rasta clucked, annoyed with Cira's childish attitude. But Cira is still a child.

"Cira!!!" call Rasta finally and it manages to make Cira turn to him.

"What?" ask Cira not happy.

"Lo why? Angry why else today?"

"Who is angry! None! I'm laper!" The mind immediately turns the body to move back.

But alas, Rasta immediately caught the girl's arm. "Lo's angry? Lo jealous?" rasta asked, his intention was to mock Cira, not to mention Cira actually crying in front of him.

"Why so cry?" Rasta so stumbling.

"Pantes rejected me! Apparently her ex-boyfriend is Ms. Saskia. You know, she's the prettiest teacher in my school! It fits with him! If I am jealous or not the answer is yes I am jealous, satisfied!"