Not the Forbidden Miss

Seventeen - Feeling Ida

It had been seven more than fifteen minutes, Mas Azril had not yet come out of his room. Though I have prepared to go to the factory, check the production of some Khimar and Gamish that have mounted his PO, and have been awaited by loyal customers from Rumanah. I wanted to wake him up, Mas Azril had bad luck. I saw Mbak Asih who was arranging breakfast, he just arranged it, because I cooked. I don't know why I cooked so much this morning. I approached Mbak Asih who was pouring water into a glass.

“Mbak, I haven't left the room?” my many.

“Iya, Mom. Is it usually six o'clock? I finished cooking at six o'clock, Asih wait until now has not seen the father come out. Usually go back first, morning sports,” Mbak Asih replied. “Try calling, Bu?” abugn.

“Iya, later I try to call,” I replied.

“Sorry, Mom. Not Asih want to interfere in the affairs of the mother with the father, why suddenly the mother and father split the room? The father of yesterday was often not ngantor you mom, busy working, but the father is often at home, until the afternoon sometimes just daydream of a seat on the terrace or living room?” mba Asih.

“Obsually, Ma'am, his name is also husband and wife, is a trivial matter. Yes I have called Mas Azril first,” my word to avoid Asih Mbak who will definitely ask again. Anyway, kepo is totally on people's business?

I went to Mas Azril's room, I knocked on the door, there was no reply at all. I tried to tap repeatedly, just as there was no reply from inside Mas Azril's room. A little worried, I finally turned the handle of Mas Azril's room door. Open, it means it's not locked. I slowly went inside, I looked at his bed, it turned out that Mas Azril was still wrapped in a blanket on his bed. I approached him to wake him up.

“Kok not awake yet? Wake up, it's noon,” I said.

“Hmmm ...” Mas Azril just muttered, I'm sure he must be not feeling well, let alone looking pale lips once.

“It's noon, mas no ngator?” my many.

“Mal, my body is hot all the taste, all the pain,” said Mas Azril.

My hand reflexively touched Mas Azril's forehead, his body temperature was very high. I immediately took the thermometer in the medicine box.

“I first check the body temperature mas, very hot your body, Mas,” said.

“Hmmm ...,” answers by limp.

“Don't get sick, you're getting married tomorrow, Mas,”.

“Who wants to get sick anyway, Mal?” said it.

“I make porridge, huh? Mas just rest,” said.

I took the thermometer in Mas Azril's armpit, I saw Mas Azril's body temperature, his body temperature was high, almost forty degrees celsius. Honestly I panic when I see people sick, especially until it's this hot.

“Mas just rest, huh? No need to work, very hot body Mas, high body temperature mas,” said.

“Iya, Mal,” answer

No matter how thick and stale I was with Mas Azril, I still could not bear to leave him sick. But if later our parents knew Mas Azril was sick I did not take care, it became a big question.

I'm not going to the factory, it's not a matter of importance that I take care of Mas Azril first, I'm just saying I don't want to serve him in bed, it's not that I'm also ignoring him when he's sick like this. I can't bear it, even though I can torture her inwardly, but with the sick I'm not that hard.

After I finished making the porridge, I went back to Mas Azril's room, to give him the porridge. “Mas, eaten porridge,” I said as I put the porridge on the table.

“Mal can I ask for help?” ask Mas Azril.

“Iya, ask for help what?” my many.

“My hands are so limp, can you bribe me?” pinta Mas Azril's.

“Oh, yes. I bribe,” answered.

I took back the bowl of porridge that I put on the table. Yes, I am not sensitive, people are sick even I told to eat alone, just sit was hard, let alone I told to eat alone.

While eating, Mas Azril's phone rang, there was a phone coming in. Mas Azril asked me to get his phone on the table. I saw Farah's name on her phone screen.

“Farah phone,” I said while giving her a phone.

“Iya, Mother, how?” ask Mas Azril.

“Well, today don't have to find clothes for tomorrow, huh? The fairies also rent clothes for all of you,” said Farah sounds clear, because the volume of Mas Azril's phone is quite loud.

“Don't dong? Mom wants to rent?” reject Mas Azril.

“What's the difference anyway, Dad? The important thing is his legitimate, right?” said Farah.

“Later delivery to boutique yes, Bun?”

“Yakin? You're not afraid anyone's seen us both outside? Well, I don't want anyone to see us, somebody's gonna tell Mama, keep mama down. Don't look for things, Dad! People from your family are a lot of people who find out about us, Dad?” he said it was a bit panicked when he was going to be invited out.

“Iya anyway, we just go out and use our own vehicles, and hide. Yes already, whatever is good, Mother,” said Mas Azril.

Be covert? So all this time they rarely went out together? Oh yes, yesterday was also the first time to meet me, they used their own car.

“But, Mother, there are no mementos when we get married, dress or suit so? Rental Period?” said Mas Azril.

“Nothing, Dad? Irit, the money can make another, oh yes Daddy want to come here no?” ask Farah.

“Daddy is not feeling well, Bund, it's a little fever,” replied Mas Azril.

“Kok can? Have you taken medication? Or do I want to call a doctor?” asked Farah in a bit of panic.

I just listen to them chatting, there seems to be no romantic, casual chatter, and a common call, namely father and mother. Farah seemed to be very mature and very understanding of her position, even though she was a much loved one of Mas Azril.

“I was having breakfast, Mother, later I take medicine yesterday only, which usually I drink if you are not feeling well again, if you have not gone to check it out, call a doctor, call a doctor,” said Mas Azril.

“All right, Dad? Sorry I can't handle Dad. Well, Mala was invited here tomorrow, right? When he's not here? How ever she is your wife,” said Farah.

“Iya, tomorrow I invite him, or you say yourself, this is Mala, is bribing me,” said Mas Azril.

“Iya here I want to talk to Mala, let her come here tomorrow.”

Mas Azril gave me his phone, I had to talk to Farah, but I was lazy to make small talk with Farah.

“Iya, Far, how?” my many.

“Mal, tomorrow you're here, huh? When you're not here? Yes even though you have allowed me in writing, you also still have to come here, Mal,” he replied.

“God willing, Far? If I don't do much. This is all I did not go, because Mas Azril did not feel well,” I said.

“Shortly a minute, huh, Mal, for tomorrow? If today you want to go to your workplace, all Mas Azril take you here, let Mas Azril I take care of you, Mal. Later your work even piles up, I will have a week off, most at home ya?” said it.

“You must also be busy for tomorrow, Far. Nothing, I can work from home kok,” I said.

Yes, I have a lot of work today. Get ready for the new product launch as well which will be held in three days, everything is still there that I have to work on. But, if I take Mas Azril there, surely they will have fun together? Uh ... I feel this way? What are my business too? They already had children, they had a long relationship before they knew me. Do I have to take Mas Azril there?

“You must be busy too right, Far, for tomorrow?”

“No, Mal, most tomorrow will be, it's a prayer together, already, what event, I just don't invite people? You know what, Mal? I'm the same Mas Azril relationship like playing hide umpet?” the answer.

“Ya already, later I will take Mas Azril to you, let someone accompany, I do have a lot of work, because three days more want to launch a new product,” said.

“Ya already, Mal, Mas Azril let it be here, while waiting for you to go home from work,” said Farah.

Yes indeed Mas Azril must have accompanied. About the wedding dress, what a pity to rent? How am I supposed to cut their relationship, huh? They love each other, they fight alone to be together, despite hiding, they are loyal to each other, and understand each other's circumstances. Did I just get a wedding dress for Farah later? Why am I suddenly moved to be like that?  Why do I feel sorry for those who have limitations like this? Usually if people get married secretly too, they will dare to go-go together, but I see in this week, Mas Azril also rarely go out together, most meet Farah at his house?