My Secret Bodyguard's

Section 59 The Most Intrigued Cousin

The second morning in the hospital, but this time it was not as sad as yesterday. The exchange of sunlight seemed to describe the smile of Andrea who knew the development of her mother's health. The doctor said her mother's condition was improving.

“I'm glad mom improved, Mom don't make me worry again ya!” Andrea clasped her mother's hand, after the Doctor left the room.

“Iya.” Yuli rubbed Andrea's head.

“But the doctor advised Mom for surgery, why did you refuse?”

“Ndre, this tumor is in Mom's head somehow since when. Mom only found out about it a few months ago. You see, earlier, during that time, Mom was fine, didn't she?”

“Bu, it is not an indiscriminate disease. I'm afraid anything happens to Mother.”

“Mom knows, this is not an ordinary disease. My mother has not been silent all this time either. I'm an entrepreneur, kok.” Yuli confirmed her seat by leaning her back against the pillow that Andrea laid out.

“Yesterday you asked about my departure to Bogor. I'm sorry, for not being honest with you,” he continued, staring fixedly at Andrea's face.

“Already, Mom, no need to discuss.” Andrea lowered.

“It exactly has to do with Mother's disease.”

“Means Mother?”

Yuli clasped Andrea's hand. “Actually Mother actually went to Bogor, but Aunt Dina was also right, no office duties. Mum's on medication."

Andrea surprised. “So?”

“Yes, I have alternative medicine there. Mothers are advised to undergo treatment twice a month, but must stay there.”

“Mother ...” Andrea was moved to hear her mother's efforts that she thought had done something. "So, I see you go with the fathers, that's also a cure?"

Yuli scrunched her forehead. "You spied on Mom?"

Andrea blushed. "I'm scared ...."

“Assalamaicum."

“Wa aleikumsalam,” says Andrea and Yuli.

“Dina?” Yuli immediately greeted her best friend and boss with a smile.

“How are you, Yul?” Aunt Dina came in, behind her was a man who was no stranger to Andrea. He's the guy he saw riding in the car with his mom. Yes, he was a man who walked with his mother at that time.

“Good. Uh, Kang Azi?” Yuli looks surprised to find out the arrival of the man.

Andrea looked at it with a dislike look.

“Assalamualaikum, Yuli,” greet the man.

“Wa alaikumsalam,” replied Yuli, with a soft face.

“Sorry I just came again, business in the office quite a lot nih.” Aunt Dina holds Yuli's hand.

“It's okay, Din. Even though you didn't come, your help was greatly received. Thank you yes.”

“Sama-sama. I'm so glad to see you better now.”

Andrea shuffled, she was a little uncomfortable being close to a man who might just be her step-father-to-be.

“Ndre, where are you going?” Aunt Dina reprimands. “Oh yes, meet this Aunt husband, Om Azi.”

Whats? Andrea's eyes almost jumped off her petals, in shock.

The man held out his hand. “Oh, this is Andrea?”

“Yes, Kang. This is Andrea my son.” Yulli explained.

“I Andrea, Om.” Andrea greeted Mr. Azi with a face difficult to interpret.

“Om, Auntie, I'll be out for a minute, calling a friend.”

“Ooh, okay.” Aunt Dina smiled, her husband too.

Outside Andrea walked back and forth. She just found out that Aunt Dina already has a husband again, as far as she knows Aunt Dina has long divorced her former husband.

Andrea closed her eyes with her next hand.

“Yes God, I could have been suspicious of my own mother" he murmured. "But why are they both walking?"

In his head flashed, his mother's back game with the man. She imagined her mother as an actor, her own best friend. His mother was showered with money and recorded, then spread to social media, and viral. Andrea sat down with a troubled heart.

“Ndre ...." Aunty Dina's soft call surprised her daydream. “Cock daydreaming? Called him?”

“Eh, no, uh, no, Aunt.” Andrea glanced inside. Om Azi was just left inside with his mother.

Why Aunt Dina instead let them alone inside, this department mah, even given a chance, serious gawaaatt. Andrea nyerocos.

Aunt Dina sat next to him. “Mother doesn't want operation?”

“Iya, Tan.” Andrea lowered.

“It's okay, we have to respect his decision.”

“But the doctor said it was the only way to remove the tumor in Mom's head. I'm afraid Mom's like yesterday again. Last night he didn't remember that Dad was gone.”

“Yes, Aunt understands. But, your mother seems more confident to treat it with alternative medicine. For some people, the operating table will sometimes look like a death execution table. Well, Auntie, we should just follow her will, rather than her stress and deteriorate again.”

“Tante is right, maybe Mom is afraid, and we also have no money.”

“Not that, dear.” Aunt Dina hugged Andrea's shoulder. “If about money Aunty can also try. But this concerns your mother's mentality, she's not ready. Aunty does not want her fear, it will worsen her condition.

Andrea stared fixedly at the bead of Aunt Dina's eyes, there was sincerity there. The sincerity of a friend, and a mother. Aunt Dina is very motherly, even though she has never had children.

“Tante, why leave Om inside?”

“It's okay, Om is talking to Mom about a good alternative medicine."

Andrea nodded, but she still disliked Om Azi.

Aunt Dina excuse me to come back inside. Andrea sees the clock on her watch, now that her school is on break, she can call Ren.

I want to tell you, when do we meet? Oh, my God, my head's about to break.

Ren looks typing.

Yes, later that afternoon I go there, do not break your head first, wait for me!

Bi Cicih came, he brought his mother's needs. After dawn she came home to clean up the house and looked at her chicken and duck, as well as her son and husband.

“Bi, now it's my turn to go home.” Andrea thwarted Bi Cicih at the door of the room.

“Iya, Neng.”

“Yes already, I said it first with Mother.”

Bi Cicih nodded. They went in together.

“Bi Cicih has arrived. It's done at home, Bi?” ask Yuli.

“Already, Mom,” replied Bi Cicih. Glad his employer remembered him.

“Bu, is it okay for me to go home first?” Andrea sat down beside the bed.

“You want to go home, Ndre?” ask Aunt Dina.

“Iya, Auntie, want to take a shower. Not good if you haven't had a bath at home.”

“Then, come with Aunt, we also want to go home. It's okay, Yul?”

“Bu?” Andrea asked her mother again who was silent.

“Iya, Ndre, nothing just come with Aunt Dina.”

“Ya already, I'm the same Bi Cicih first yes.” Andrea kissed Yuli's hands and cheeks.

“Then we go home first, yes, Yul. We'll be here again.”

“Iya, Din's. Thank you, Din, Kang.”

Aunt Dina rubbed Yuli's hand, Om Azi also said goodbye.

"Come, baby." Om Azi holding Aunt Dina's hand.

Huhh, flamboyant class crocodile, Andrea wrote in his heart.

“Titip Yuli yes, Bi,” says Aunt Dina, smile to Bi Cicih.

Bi Cicih nodded with a bowed body. “Yes, Mom, be careful on the road.”

They're out of the room. Bi Cicih immediately stored his luggage. “Mother has eaten?” ask her to Yuli.

“Who are you?” Yuli scrunched her forehead. Bi Cicih held his breath.

**

Andrea was a little hesitant when Aunt Dina held her hand along the hospital hallway. Let go of Om Azi's hand.

“We eat first yes, Ndre,” said Aunt Dina.

“Solar Aunt only, “ sahut Andrea. He hitchhiked, time refused the invitation that had a car.

They eat at restaurants. Andrea was treated like they were treating a child, anything asked, anything served. Andrea was clumsy herself.

In fact, he actually wants to be at home, smell the scent of his house, shower and change clothes. The clothes that Ren bought already smelled wry not careless.

He also wanted to find Dale's residential padlock, to be knocked on, where he knew Dale was there, locked again.

There's a lot he'll do when he gets home. Hitchhiking with Aunt Dina even makes her feel like she is not free to move.

“How many days is not school, Ndre?” om Azi asked, he bit the edge of the skewer.

“Two days, Om.”

“If see the condition Yuli, hopefully can quickly go home.” Aunt Dina poured rice on Andrea's plate.

“Iya, let you also not late in truancy,” said Om Azi again.

“Iya, hopefully.” Andrea replied without looking at Om Azi's face. He was lazy, his mind shackled its own prejudice.

He finally got home. The smell of her home seemed to have given birth to her again, becoming a little girl at home, rolling with her favorite pillows and toys.

Andrea dropped herself on the bed, staring at the ceiling of her room.

Her mother's illness has not healed, there is still much she should think about taking care of it.

Andrea took her gawai, contacted once again Bu Nisma. Inactivated. Then he called Dodo. Connected.

Andrea wakes up, waiting for Dodo to pick up her phone.

“Come lift dong, Aa!”

He repeated his call seven times.

“Assalamualaikum.” I heard an answer from there.

“Aa, finally lifted too. Aa it's me. Why hasn't Ua got here yet? Has Ua left yet?”

“Euhh, sorry, I'm not Dodo.”

“Who are you?”

“Usep.”

“Usep? Who's Usep? You snatched huh? Why does my sister's phone have the same you?” Andrea inflamed.

“Oh, uh, this, no, that, anu ...”

“Anu, anu ... Why A Dodo phone is on you?” snapped Andrea.

“This, the phone is on service ..”

“Ooh, say from earlier!” Andrea was relieved, her nerves back saggy.

“Neng direct nyerocos aja, hehe ... Dodo phone at service, I just tried to turn it on, uh, directly there is a phone coming in, was not willing to lift, but fear is important, so I lift.” Usep started to talk.

“Indeed, this is very important. I'm his cousin, from yesterday contact A Dodo can not. Can you please convey?”

“Ooh, can, I'm going to his house now. Coincidentally his phone has also been sorted out.”

“Thank you yes, Asep.”

“Usep.”

“Oh Yes, Usep.” Andrea hung up the phone.

“Finally ...” murmured.

He threw himself down again into the bed, stretching his hands up. An unpleasant smell lingered, he was snorting his throat.

“Jeez, it's like the smell of coal.”

Andrea grabbed the towel, then went to take a shower.

Half an hour later, he came back, with true freshness. Water has shed the interests of all germs in his body.

The gate was still quiet, there was no sign of Dodo contacting.

“Have gone yet si Usep?”

He scowled the phone icon, contacted once again Dodo. They're connected, Andrea's relieved.

“Ya,” sahut Dodo from there. Sounds ogah-ogahan.

“Aa, Ua now where?”

“Why indeed?”

“A, Sick mother, hospitalized ...”

“Sama, Mbu is also sick, indeed only you have a mother?”

“Ua wife sick?”

“Listen yes, Ndre. Don't be spoiled for being a person. Just thinking about yourself, even others should think about you. Mbu I have a lot of business too. Selfish Montong, take care of your own mother! Montong ngaririweuh wae!” Dodo is a lecture.

Andrea was stunned, not expecting Dodo to talk like that.

“Aa ..”.

I heard Dodo closing his phone.

Andrea looked at the screen. The freshness that he had just felt, was now beginning to be tainted back by the sweat that came out from holding back the emotions that were lodging in his throat, aching.

“Aaarggh!” Andrea threw her dress into the bed. Dodo could have said all that. As if there were no more brotherly ties to them.

He buried his face in the pillow, holding back the hot liquid that started seeping in his eyes. For a while he let the pain in his heart flare up, until it finally subsided on its own.

Sick, the money hurts. Andrea tried to think positively. Dodo may also be in a panic because his mother is sick.

Andrea typed a message for Dodo, saw what Dodo said earlier, there was no way he could call her again, he knew the nature of Dodo now was not fun anymore, surely his phone would not be lifted.

At least, if by writing a message, his cousin can read, unless he is illiterate.

Sorry, I didn't know that Ua's wife was sick. I'm just in trouble, not knowing who to ask for help, other than you, my family.

It appears that Dodo read the message, but he did not reply, even with a demonic emoticon. His cousin had no heart.

Andrea left, the family in the village is not expected at this time.

“May Ua wife be fine,” murmured.

He took his backpack, carrying only his necessities.

The opening of a wooden box in a drawer, removed an antique padlock where Dale lives. The key child hanging from his neck was immediately removed from behind the collar of the shirt.

Clamps!

Open padlock. Andrea looked around. Silent.

Andrea put the padlock back into the wooden box, then put it in the backpack.

He went out, past his mother's room. The steps he stopped when he remembered Bi Cicih's message, to bring his mother's phone.

Andrea entered her mother's room, and she hurriedly grabbed the device on the dresser. He tried to turn on the phone, check the battery.it appeared a row of messages and missed calls. Andrea couldn't open it, her mother's cellphone.

His gaze was focused on the key child hanging in the bedside nightstand drawer.

Like someone pulled his heart. Lately her mother has been keeping too many secrets. It was not wrong for him to check his room.

“Sorry yes, Mom, I'm sassy,” murmured.

All this time he had never done that, to Dale also he was reluctant to ask to spy if not forced.

In the drawer he found a certificate from the hospital, regarding his mother's illness. Her mother had known about it five months ago. There is also a savings book, Andrea sees the balance that makes her heart smell.

All this time he never thought about where money came from, for their daily needs. He just had fun receiving pocket money, and other necessities. As for her mother, she may struggle every day to save on their expenses.

In the drawer there is also a women's magazine with a headline artist who has a brain tumor.

“I did not know all this, what kind of child I am,” softly.

Underneath the magazine was another envelope. Andrea opens.

His eyes were in disbelief.

“What is this?” his yell.

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