
Adib paused for a moment, then said, "I heard nothing. Why why?" The man asked back. Curious made.
Anindi tried to calm down. Thank goodness Adib heard nothing. "No. I'm just asking. So, how many bouquets do you want to order?" Anindi diverted the conversation. Do not get long tail.
"One of them."
Their conversation is over. Anindi does her job, while Adib just waits. The awkwardness came to the surface again, neither Adib nor Anindi wanted to open their mouths.
Bouquet completed. Adib pays according to the prevailing rate, then leaves. While Anindi finished the rest of the work. Today her mother's schedule check-up is back, around two in the afternoon. Anindi has to work even harder to finish before check-up time. "Mom, you'll wait." That's what's on Anindi's mind.
As time passed, Anindi finally finished some small flower bouquet orders before Dzuhur. As soon as the torment, the woman in black hijab covered the chest and prayed first in the store, then closed the shop and went home.
During the motor drive, Anindi's mind branched out everywhere. Many burdens are borne, but also need to smile so that the days are not too heavy.
Slowly, but surely. Anindi can get home. He opened the fence, put the motor in the yard and parked it there. Opening the helmet, then rushing off towards the door of the house. "Assalamualaik." Anindi knocked on the door. But that door just opened. Anindi fell silent, not usually the mother left the door unlocked.
"Mother." Anindi stepped forward, entering the house. Look around and find no one. "Mother, where?" Keep walking into the family room area which is also the living room. Then, walk towards the kitchen. He has not yet found his mother.
Anindi walked on until looking into the room. Opening the door and instantly hysterical when he saw his mother's body lying under the floor. "Mother!" Running over, grabbing the mother's body. "Mother, why?"
Ms. Lia did not answer at all. His eyes were closed as if he were sleeping.
"Mom, Mommy!" Anindi was crying hysterically as well as panicking. Fear of things happening outside the mind. The woman thought hard, finally deciding to take her mother to the hospital.
Anindi leaves her mother in the room, seeking help from others to take her to the hospital. Neighbors next door appeared to be at home, just offering to help.
Without a second thought Bu Lia was taken to the hospital with Anindi's condition continued to cry in panic. The woman clasped her mother's right hand that was asleep on her lap. "Mom, realize, Mom!" I never thought there would be such an event in life. Since the accident, Anindi was very worried about her mother. Sometimes work is not calm.
"Sir, don't panic, yeah. Mom probably just fainted" said the neighbor who delivered Anindi.
Anindi nodded slowly enough. Looking towards the front, hoping to get to the hospital soon. The journey to the hospital went well. Anindi was able to arrive and immediately handed over her mother to the doctors and nurses on duty. Accompany him with the best wishes.
After being examined, Ms. Lia apparently needs further treatment in order to avoid other things happening. With great force, Anindi also approved the hospitalization for her mother. The health of the mother is the main thing.
As the doctor suggested, Ms. Lia was transferred to the first-class room. Where the cost will indeed be covered by insurance, Anindi is quite grateful.
Anindi stood in front of the mother who was not yet conscious. The infusion in his mother's hand was installed, according to doctors who said that his mother could have experienced severe dizziness because she forced herself to remember something. This is the consideration of Anindi to dismantle the drama with Rendra.
Anindi's stunned. It was always that name her mother said. "Mother, it's Anindi." The hand held tighter and tighter in Bu Lia's hand. "Mom, are you conscious?"
Bu Lia focused her gaze forward, right it was Anindi. "Son, where's your husband?" Again asked the figure of Rendra.
Anindi silence. I don't know what kind of answer to give.
"Why does he never come again? Did you guys fight?" Ms. Lia continued to ask questions that managed to make Anindi even more worried. "You've given him lunch, haven't you?"
Like yesterday, Anindi delivered lunch to Rendra. Fortunately, the man left a mobile number that could be contacted at any time. Forced, that's what Anindi did. Remembering his mother kept asking the figure of Rendra. "Today I haven't delivered, Mom. Forgot that."
Usually Rendra comes right at lunchtime. However, this time the man did not go to the store. Whether what happened, Anindi did not know, rather did not want to know the affairs of others.
"Why? Kasian your husband, son." Ms. Lia is still worried about Rendra not herself. "Can you tell your husband to come? I want to talk."
Anindi paused for a moment, thinking for a moment. Difficulty refusing. "Good, Mom. I'll have Mas Rendra come." In fact, Anindi had difficulty finding a reason to refuse the mother's request, especially her mother's condition like this. "Mom, you better rest first."
Ms. Lia according. Anindi accompanied the mother until she calmed down while listening to the story about her with Rendra which is definitely not the reality. It's just a fantasy of Bu Lia. However, Anindi responded as well.
Ms. Lia has calmed down. Anindi came out to contact Rendra. If it has not been found, surely his mother will continue to ask. Anindi sat in the waiting chair, taking out the phone from the small bag. Looking for the phone number of the man who just saved some time ago.
Anindi's hand hesitated to press the call button, but it took too. He closed his eyes for a moment, sighed harshly, then said, "This is for Mom's sake. Don't hesitate."
Anindi convinces herself to push the button with a green phone, trying to contact the man who is very thick in her mother's memory. This drama is not over, it is expected to be very long and do not know it will be like much less.
Once, there was no answer. I don't know where that guy is. Anindi tried once again, hopefully it worked. Waiting for about a minute, then the phone call was connected and immediately greeted by a female voice. "Good day, is this his friend the owner of the phone?" The question greeted Anindi's ears.
Anindi paused for a moment, then said, "Siang too. Right."." Right."
"Can I come to the Cemara hospital now. The owner of this phone just got in an accident."
Both of Anindi's eyes were perfectly rounded, shocked instead of playing.
"We're just going to call her family to let her know about this" the woman continued.