My Only One's

Drama In The Morning

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"Sister!" Amara called Galang with a raucous voice.

"Sister!" call him again when the man doesn't respond. He's been sleeping on the couch since last night. It seemed that he was very tired, because the man immediately went to sleep shortly after laying down his body.

"Sister!" Amara raised her voice a little. And he managed to keep the man awake.

Galang seemed to be squeaking with his trembling eyelids, then he woke up.

The man gasped for a moment to gather his consciousness, then looked up at Amara.

"You're awake" he said with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

"You peed." Amara half whispered.

"What?"

"I'm gonna pee."

The man frowned.

"I can't stand it, but the diapers are full. If I pee here, I'm afraid it'll leak."

"Hum?" He got up with his sharp-edged forehead as his brain spun hard to digest what the girl was saying.

"I want to pee, sister, what's the way here?" Amara started whining.

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?" 

"I don't know. How to change diapers? I can't stand it."

"How usually?" Galang asked back.

"If full yes replaced, if not later leaked. Can go anywhere."

"Umm ... replaced?"

Amara nodded slowly, while Galang was stunned.

"Sister!" The girl screamed.

"Yes, what? Why?" Galang.

"Sister catfish, will I pee here!" He whines again.

"Keep me what?" Then he approached.

"Call sisters!"

"Geez!" He patted his own head.

Shortly thereafter two nurses arrived after being called and they immediately did as requested. Help clean Amara in bed and replace what needs to be replaced. While Galang completed his morning ritual in the bathroom.

"Thank you Sister" said the man after the nurses finished their work. Which then comes out immediately.

"Why didn't you come last night?" He approached and sat down on the bedside.

"I don't know, I'm going to sleep." The girl answered.

"Yes, I am too. Don't get up until you call."

"Hu 'um. Are you tired of waiting for me to continue?" 

"Little."

Amara fell silent.

"Would you like to sit down?" bargain the man when he saw his uncomfortable-looking position.

"You want, but can't you?"

"You trying?"

Amara nodded her head.

Then he got up and walked around to the right. He immediately scooped up the girl's body slowly and woke her up. Pushing him until he sat down and held him for a while while he piled up a lot behind his body. He then pulled her back and leaned her on a pile of pillows. 

Amara was heard growling as the pain in her injury re-spreaded along with the movement, and it felt quite excruciating.

"Sorry." Go back to the left side and sit nearby.

"Patience huh? Later if it is healed will not hurt again" said the man, comforting him.

"But this hurts Brother." Amara started sobbing.

"I know, but what else? You must be strong."

"No, I don't know how sick it is. To the point that it feels like dying just so as not to hurt like this." The girl was fucked.

"Ssttt! Don't talk so much."

"It hurts anyway."

"Yes yes." The man pulled out a piece of tissue, then wiped away the tears that had burst from Amara's netra.

"Just be patient, this is trying to be treated. And it takes a process that is not for a moment. But sure, if it continues to be done, you will be cured."

Amara is still sobbing.

"Already, if the cry continues later it will even get sick." He then embraced the girl to calm her down.

"Prophey huh?"

"Ih, ... Does dating continue?" The voice of the child interrupted the conversation that morning.

Galang and Amara turned their heads together and they found the little girl in two pigtails in the doorway, followed by the brown-haired man behind her. Who else if not Dimitri and his daughter, Anya.

"Om Galang if you meet Brother Ara must be courting continuously" said the boy as he walked closer.

"What?"

"Hugs hold?" say Anya again.

"Your behavior is dirtying Anya's mind! Quickly, Om Arfan does not exist, so you dare to be friendly?" Dimitri.

"What the hell is Brother?" amara protested, while Galang immediately withdrew his hand as soon as he realized his attitude.

"Awas caught by Om Arfan, can be battered you later." The man reminded.

"Where the hell was this early in the morning already here?" Amara switched the subject.

"From the airport." Dimitri answered.

"Airport?"

"Yes, drop off Anya's Mommy."

"Roads again?"

"Well, what else?"

"Where's the race now?"

"Near, only at Sepang. So you can leave Saturday morning when the qualification will be noon."

"Second but can't come." Anya who was on the sofa.

"Your mommy wants to work, not her vacation." Galang.

"But it's exciting to know Om if you come." The boy answered.

"Yes, for you exciting but make others dizzy" said the man again.

"Why dizziness? If dizziness is taking Om's medicine, not nagging."

"Hadeh, start." He rolled his eyeballs.

"Zenya where? Not coming?" Amara looked behind them.

"So before you take Mommy, Zenya stopped by Opa's house."

"Tumbens?"

"Same dong like Dad?" Galang held back a laugh, making his boss whizzing.

Then shortly after Arfan appeared with a tote bag in hand which he then placed on the table.

"Hey, are you here?" Say it to his sister-in-law.

"Father!" Anya reacts as the man drops her body on the same sofa.

"Where are you from this early in the morning?" The same question he asked while looking at his watch which showed at eight in the morning.

"Airport."

"Airport?" Arfan.

"Yes, it's over with Mommy." Anya answered.

"Roads again?"

"Hu'um, but I can't come. Mommy said that Mommy wants to work, not vacation."

"Yes it is."

"But I want to come."

Arfan just laughed while smashing the top of the boy's head.

"What did you bring?" Amara interrupted their conversation.

"food."

"Why bring food?"

"From dawn your Mommy cooked and told Papa to hurry back here." Arfan answered, laying his head on the back of the sofa. It would appear from his face if he was very tired.

How not? He is the one who most often goes back and forth to the hospital and does more things than others. To make sure her daughter gets the best service from the hospital and gets the treatment she needs. While other family members, especially the mothers, he let take care of other children.

"Where are you going to make so much food?" Amara mutters.

"Say let you eat a lot, so get well soon."

"There is food here too."

"Know for yourself how your Mommy. It's better to just say it than to hear it nag."

"Hm …

"Don't you bring some ice cream?" Anya suddenly asked.

"No. Papa doesn't know you're here. If you know, papa bring it. It's still morning anyway, it's not good to eat ice cream."

"No, not for me." Anya shook her head. "It's not Sunday, I can't have ice cream."

"Ah, ice cream rules on Sundays?" Arfan laughing.

Anya nodded her head.

"Keep for whom?"

"Make Om Galang." replied the boy.

"Om Galang?" Arfan glanced at the man in question who was sitting near his daughter.

"Hu'um, let's not keep sewot." 

"Wot why?" Arfan's forehead looked sharp.

"Maybe because it was discovered mop ..." The boy had not finished his sentence, the father had already smothered his mouth to stop him.

"The?

"Anya sometimes likes to be careless when talking Om. Hehe …"

"So Om Galang .." Anya tried to remove Dimitri's hand from her mouth.

"Dim, let go Anya, pity! Why the hell are you doing that?" Arfan reacts.

"It's okay Om, just …."

"Om Galang was found out …."

"It looks like we have to go home Om, there's an appointment for breakfast with Papi." The man immediately grabbed the little body of his daughter without releasing his hands.

"What is that Anya saying? Why the hell are you holding it like that?"

"It's okay Om, he must be the origin of the talk." Dimitri walked backwards. There can be chaos if Arfan hears the words of his daughter.

"Pamit yes Om?" he said, who then immediately came out of the room.

Then Amara sounded chuckled.

"Why is Anya funny? He likes it to be smitten. Similar to Rania."

"His name is also the son of the Oneng." Galang said, not yet aware of the views of Arfan who turned towards them.

"What was Rania's childhood like?" Amara then looked up so that their faces looked so close.

"Better."

"Times?" The girl was still laughing, though occasionally grimacing from enduring the pain.

"Hmm ... Anya still mending do not play marbles in the field with a neighbor's child, or kite on the tile."

"Times?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Ceritain, must be exciting."

"Seru, because he ….

"Heh heh heh, .. what the hell are you?" Arfan reacted, making these two lovebirds stop talking.

"Why are you so close? Move aside!" Then the man got up.

"So you're like this if I don't exist? Sitting this close to Ara. Find opportunities?"

"Mr …"

Arfan looked squinted.

"Don't you …

"No sir, just now. Eh." He covered his mouth with his hand.

"Isn't it?"

"No sir, I mean …"

"Surge!" The man drove him from near Amara.

"I let you be here doesn't mean you can do more?"

"Hum?"

"Don't wait for me to let you accompany Ara, then you feel you can easily get closer again."

"No sir, I just ….

"Side, don't get too close. It's good for you!" said Arfan who then sat where Galang previously sat.

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