
Ten years later,
Tia smiled looking at her twins who have now grown up.
"Tia, don't you go to work?" hans asked who approached Tia from behind.
Tia turned her head and smiled at the appearance of the husband who she thought was getting more handsome. Tia walked up to the man who had been going through the household nosedive with her for almost eleven years.
"Tia's body doesn't feel good, Mas. Maybe Tia will just rest at home. Mumpung Hasna and Hasan are on school vacation. Tia felt like she wanted to be with them. I don't know why lately I want to," said Tia with a pale face.
Hans furrowed his brows, he was surprised to see the wife's face looking pale.
"You look very pale, Tia," asked Hans, holding his wife's chin.
"What is it, Mas? But Tia's fine. No dizziness or anything, it's just that Tia lately can't sleep well," replied Tia lazily. He got out of his seat and turned to the bed.
Hans followed his wife, then sat on the edge of the bed wiping her hair.
"You better rest, it's not good to stay up too long. Today I did not go to the office, just wait for you," said Hans who did not have the heart to leave the woman who had occupied his heart.
Tia smiled, she knew if she refused even Hans would still not enter.
"Mas, is it okay if you don't get in the office?" tia asked trying to make Hans waver.
"You already know how you, not at all, you're not going to the office" Hans said with a smile.
Tia's pretty face was smiling, the older the face, the more beautiful it looked. Likewise with Hans, the more mature the more handsome. Happiness in the household makes them have a youthful face.
"Ma ... Pops ...." Hasna's beloved daughter Hans knocks at the entrance looking for the father. Hasna was closer to her father, in contrast to Hasan who was closer to her mother.
"What's up, honey?" Hans answered the princess' call from the inside, and she stood towards the door. Hans opened the door and saw the boy standing at the door.
"Ma ... Papa, not work?" hasna asked while pulling the father's shirt.
"Mama's not feeling well, so papa's waiting for mama" replied Hans shuffling the princess's hair.
"Father! Hasna doesn't like papa breaking Hasna's hair!" Hasna chipped in annoyance while tidying up her black and waist-length hair. Beautiful and cute girls make anyone who sees it will be anxious.
"Sorry, papa is so happy to see you pouting like this. Because you're getting pretty when you're angry" Hans said, pinching Hasna's nose.
"Mommy's sick, Pa?" Hasan who heard the sick mother suddenly entered. He went straight to his mother's bed. Hasan is a quiet child and acts without much talk. Hasan's nature and face are exactly the same as his father's.
"Mom, is it okay?" hasan asked his mother.
"Mama's just tired, Hasan. It's okay" replied the mother, rubbing the child's head.
"Father! Papa how the hell? Mama's sick like this we have to take her to the hospital" Hasan said with a serious face.
Hans just smiled at the son who was worried about his wife. "All right, let's get Mama to the hospital. Your mother is very worried about you. For that mom want ya check into the hospital," said Hans walked toward his wife and son.
Tia smiled, she couldn't dodge as her two heroes had already urged to check into the hospital.
"All right, what do you say mama come along. Even though mama is actually okay," Tia replied with a smile.
"Papa, let's take Mama, Pa! Don't delay anymore, you don't want anything to happen with your mom" Hasan asked again.
"Ready, Papa," Hans answered hurriedly calling the two women who had been helping the mother to nurture them. Because of his affection, Yuni still works even though Hasna and Hasan are old.
Hasan ran out of the mother's room to call Yuni and make Inah. Without a sound of shouting, Hasan headed to Yuni's room.
Geck!
Geck!
"Mhrs ... Ms Yuni ...." Hasan knocked on the door and called the nanny.
Clamps ....
"What's up, brother?" Yuni opened the door and asked the master.
"Mbak Yuni is called papa, because papa wants to take mama to the hospital," said Hans kindly. Tia and Hans educate them not to distinguish human degrees.
"Mommy sick, sister?" yuni asked with a worried tone.
"Yes, Mother. Mama's sick, let's hurry, mbak," Hasan asked the nanny.
"All right, wait a minute, brother. Ma'am will take the bag first," Yuni said with a rush to go into the room to pick up her sling bag.
Yuni went into the room and picked up a sling bag containing a wallet and a cell phone.
"Come, brother," asked Yuni.
He rushed to the mother's room. Not long after, they reached her room.
"Mr ... Papa ... Mbak Yuni has come," Hasan told the papa about the arrival of Yuni.
"Thank you, Brother. Ms. Yuni please help the lady bring the equipment to the hospital, I will carry my mother" Hans said.
"Yes, sir," replied Mbak Yuni.
Hans carried Tia towards the car followed by Yuni at the back.
"Sister and Sister at home with Bik Inah. Keep praying and pray mama to be okay" Hans asked his two children.
"Yes, Pa. Brother will take care of sister at home, immediately tell mama the state of mama," replied Hasan while holding the sister.
Hans smiled proudly at his first child in charge of his sister. He rushed his wife to the hospital.
"Why is it, sir?" ask Yuni who holds the master.
"Lacking to know, Ma'am. He just complained tired. His face was pale and just wanted to sleep. Hasan who saw his mother like that did not have the heart" replied Hans.
"Yes, Sir. I have also seen the madam lately lackluster. Madam looks lethargic and sleeps more in the room than playing with sister Hasan and the Hasna deck," said Yuni who was sorry to see Tia.
"Why can't Yuni tell me that madam's been unwell lately?" hans's Reprimand to Yuni.
"Sorry, Sir. Madam does not allow me to say anything to sir. The madam said she would tell you herself, " Yuni replied feeling sorry for not telling Hans.