My Last Port (You're Not a Shit Carrier)

Alisa's Disease.

Gilang drove his car so fast. Unaware of his safety. Wearing only shorts below the knee and a navy blue T-shirt, he went to his wife's house.

It only took fifteen minutes to arrive at Alisa's residence. Immediately, he entered the house without turning off the engine of his car.

So surprised and panicked Gilang, the gate of their house was not closed by him.

He opened the door once a jolt, quickly running up the stairs. Breath hunting.

Sweat flooded his entire body. He entered in a hurry to violently break down the door.

Bruoaack..

''Astaghfirullah!!'' one of the salon employees was shocked.

They saw Gilang become dumbfounded. With a breath that was still wheezing because it had just run out, he approached Alisa and told the three people to come out of his room.

''Hosshh.. You're out! Let me take care of my wife!'' emphatically. Still with a sharp breath he sat on the edge of the bed and began to treat the wound on Alisa's forehead that had been cleaned first by three salon employees.

The officers simultaneously retreated despite occasionally turning to Alisa and Gilang.

Seeing Gilang's treatment of Alisa, the three men became envious. Iri wants to have a husband like Gilang.

''Hu.. so sweeeetttt.. may we get much the same as Mr Gilang huh?''

''Amiinn.. hopefully!'' two employees of the salon.

Cleansing blood on Alisa's forehead. The white face she gave him was now covered in blood.

He wanted to open the door, but he and Alisa were not yet legitimate. Still legally bound by the law is not yet religious.

Heavily, he continued to clean the wound even though he had to reveal a little face that was on Alisa's head.

She felt the smoothness of Alisa's hair that decomposed because she had just taken a shower and was still wet.

Glazed shakes his head. ''Astaghfirullah! Conscious Gilang! Three more days! Sabaaarr...'' Gilang stroked his chest dramatically.

All of that did not escape the observation of the idol of the heart. A smile on her thin lips.

Seeing Alisa smile, gialng shuddered in horror. ''You are creepy baby, if you smile while sleeping like that!''

Again, the smile was still there. ''Don't smile like that in sleep. I feel like I'm haunting! What am I a demon?!'' ketus Gilang with his hands constantly moving applying antiseptic liquid on the wound Alisa.

Instead of grimacing, Alisa instead laughed out loud with her eyes closed. He was shocked to fall backward.

''Astaghfirullah!''

Brrruu..

''Ouhh .. O Allah.. ishhh.. The fall is not cool really? You are again, baby! How laugh is that so? Ishh..'' grumbled Gilang while rubbing his bok*ng that hurt.

''Hahaha .. hihihi...'' Alisa was still laughing.

He stood up and approached the bed. He sobbed his heart was laughing until curled up because of stomach pain.

Seeing that Gilang also laughed. He chuckles to himself. He quickly lay down next to Alisa.

Alisa fell silent as she felt Gilang's body land next to her. He looked at Gilang who was smiling at him.

''Are you sick again?''

''Yes.so. It'sit's okay. Eh? How did you get here anyway? Aren't you still out of town?'' alisa asked while looking at Gilang deeply.

Alisa smiled but was sad. ''Sorry By...''

''What?'' tanya Gilang confirmed her hearing.

Alisa. ''Sorry Papi.'' said Alisa again. His tongue was too thick to say those words.

''Ck! Not that one!''

''Continue?'' alisa asked with a plain face.

Cranky chick pinches cheeks chubby Alisa. Make the master upset and pat Gilang's hand.

''Haha... By?''

''Huh?''

''What's Hubby???'' ledek Gilang with his naughty face.

Alisa melengos's. Gilang laughs. While outside their room, the salon employee who was being contacted by Mama Dewi smiled.

''Lady Alisa, you're better, Lady Goddess. That was already heard laughter from Master Gilang inside.''

''Hoo.thank you. Yes, I closed first. Assalamualaikum.''

''Waalaikum salam.''

Mama Dewi breathed a sigh of relief. ''What exactly is Bu Besan?'' ask Papa Yoga.

Since then, he was curious about Gilang leaving without saying goodbye. So panicked, he ignored the two middle-aged people standing before him.

Mama Dewi looked at Papa Angga and sighed. ''It should have been Gilang who said this to besan. But because it is open now, I am forced to speak, he added while staring at the four made.

Ira and Lana were there too. They can only be silent. Dare not to interrupt if not told to speak.

Mama Dewi looked at the two Alisa's grown children. ''Tell me the truth, son? They must know about the situation of your mother both. It's not Oma's realm to talk about this. Because your Papi has forbidden Oma to tell her to anyone.'' said Oma Dewi with teary eyes.

Papa Yoga is getting quieter. He looked at his two teenage and adult grandchildren.

''Tell me the truth. Whatever you're gonna get, Grandpa won't be mad. Grandfather promise!'' he said he was looking seriously at Lana and Ira.

The two Alisa children looked at each other and nodded. ''She was sick from her past while living with Emil's father. The disease that Emil's father caused six years ago is fatal for now. For five years, she always felt pain in her head. But Mak endured this pain because of the four of us. I want you to know Papi, but Mak forbids. He said don't bother Papi who's at school. And when Papi came home yesterday... Mak fell unconscious again. That's where Papi tau Mak's real disease.''

''His plans after the wedding are over, Papi will bring Mak to Singapore to perform the operation.''

''Operation?'' ask Mama Alina.

''Yes, the blood blockage operation that had long been frozen due to the violent collision that occurred last year. And now it's causing a new disease in that channel. Tumors!''

''What?!!!'' screeched at the four middle-aged men.

''Yes, Mak Alisa suffered from a tumor that almost took her life. All of this happened because Emil's father once pushed Mak so hard that he hit the walls and doors when the last night he divorced Mak six years ago.'' obviously Lana with tears that have been shed.

''Astaghfirullah al'adhim... Alisa.'' lirih Papa Yoga and Mama Alina.

''All of this was acknowledged two years after Papi left for America to study. He was forced to urge her to tell him what was the truth. And turns.. Mak all this time, he endured his own pain without willing to share it with us. he wanted to wait for Papi to come home from America just said his. And God granted all of that. First time meeting Papi after all this time at home Mak passed out. hiks..''

''Yes Allah.my daughter.'' said Papa Yoga with a chest that is so tight at this time feel the pain that Alisa felt to the deepest recesses of the heart.