One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 112

“If not Father and Mother, then who is sick?”

Sleep Fragrant restless at the thought of this. Until the next morning, the question did not disappear from his mind.

“Mas, sorry, I can ask?” lontar Harum meets Yuda at the dinner table. Judah was about to prepare breakfast, while Harum was feeding his daughter Yuda breakfast.

Yuda looked at Harum with a frown. If not wrong, Harum has several times uttered the sentence in the past two days. What else would he ask?

“Yes, please,” Yuda said as he took a piece of wheat bread and then smeared it with his favorite peanut butter.

“Where can I get information about patients at the hospital where Mas Yuda served?” lontar Harum in between feeding activities Little Fragrance.

“Means?” sahut Yuda without looking at Harum, because his hands are still busy rubbing jam on the bread.

“Begini, Mas. I met someone I knew yesterday at the hospital, but I forgot to ask him what he was doing there. Is he waiting for his sick family or what. If I want to know that information, can I, Mom?"

Yuda laughing. More precisely, laughing at Fragrant. “Why is your life so complicated anyway, Rum?” he said without answering Harum's question.

If Harum met his friend yesterday, he should be able to ask his friend directly at that time about the whereabouts of his friend in the hospital. Or at least exchange mobile numbers. Then they can chat and text each other. Not even bother like this. Because he is quiet. So quiet, he could not ask the trivial thing to his friend. That is what is in the mind of Judah.

It was fragrant to take a breath, and then to breathe it out slowly. The sentence that Yuda said just now, quite makes the heart of Harum a little sick. Ribet? What does it mean that my life is complicated?

It was so good to choose not to talk anymore. He focused on feeding his daughter Judah breakfast, without the slightest daring to look at his little Fragrant Papi. And so did Yuda, he continued his breakfast. Until the last mouthful of wheat bread entered Judah's mouth, the handsome doctor only realized there was a ripple change on his daughter's nanny's face. The usual fragrance was feeding while chattering with little Fragrance, even his voice was not heard.

“If you want to find information about patients, you will come to my room only. But I can't promise to find what you're looking for. I only have data about patients that I handle,” Yuda said after taking his breakfast, then he stood up leaving the dining table.

After taking her daughter Yuda to school, Harum immediately went to the hospital. The goal is to go to the room of Judah. Although Yuda was acting annoyingly, Harum decided to go to Yuda, because he really needed the help of his papi Harum to answer his curiosity about the existence of Hangga in the hospital.

Harum swung a step towards the room of Judah with thousands of questions and preconceived notions in his mind. Is it possible that Mas Hangga is only a hospital visitor or is visiting his sick friend? But, if it is true that Mas Hangga only visited his friend, it was impossible to eat in the hospital canteen. That is what Harum believed.

As Harum was still raging in guesses and questions in his mind, suddenly his eyes caught the figure of Hangga who entered the room of Judah. Harum suddenly stopped his steps, he who stood a few meters from the door of the room Yuda chose to hide by blending in with the patients and hospital visitors

With feelings of anxiety immeasurably, Harum sat in the waiting chair with the other hospital visitors. Anxious because of the arrival of Hangga to the room Yuda indicates that Hangga is indeed part of the family of patients handled by Yuda. Then, who's sick? Is ...

Fragrant immediately dismissed her guess.

A few minutes later, he saw Hangga and Yuda coming out of the room and the two handsome men walking together towards somewhere. Harum inching up from his sitting position, then trailed the two men until they entered the treatment room.

From behind the curtain of the patient's bed, Harum heard everything. Harum stood stunned when he found out that Nata was the one who was admitted to this hospital.

“Pak Hangga, if you can bring one more person who can donate his blood to Bu Nata. Because yesterday's transfusion has not reached the HB target that the patient needs. But it should be soon, sir. Must be this morning also transfusion.”

“What is Kak Nata's blood type, Sus? I want to donate blood to Kak Nata,” Harum said with a trembling voice holding back tears. A thread of tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Nata who was lying down with a blank look turned his head towards Harum.. “Ha-rum,” call him in a weak voice helpless.

Nata's cry broke out instantly. His hand waved calling for Harum to come closer to him.

Harum stepped closer to Nata. He grabbed Nata's weakly waving hand and clasped it tightly. “Kak Nata.” Sobbing Harum called out the name of his former honey.

“Harum. Huuu, huuu.”

Harum bent his body and immediately hugged Nata. The two women who had been present in Hangga's life were hugging each other in tears. Spilling regret in each of their hearts. Nata who regretted his attitude towards Harum. While Harum regretted because he was late to know Nata's condition was seriously ill.

“Harum, I'm sorry,” Nata said with tears after releasing a long hug between himself and Harum.

“I'm sorry, Brother. Forgive me,” said Harum who also broke into tears.

“I'm a lot wrong with you, Rum. I'm selfish. Forgive all my mistakes.”

“No, Brother. Nata is not wrong. We don't have to talk about what used to be. The most important thing now is that Brother Nata must fight to recover.”

“Don't go again, Rum. You're here. I want to learn to pray with you. Do you want to teach me to pray?” lontar Nata with tears still pouring.

“Iya, Brother. I will teach Brother Nata to pray. We will pray together." It was fragrant to wipe away the tears that soaked Nata's face. “Kak Nata the spirit yes. Spirit to heal.”

Nata who did not stop crying, did not reply with a row of words. Only the grip of his hand on Harum the more he moaned.

“Sus, what is Kak Nata's blood type?” harum asked the nurse who was standing near Hanges.

“Bu Nata blood type A,” replied the nurse.

“My blood type is also A. I want to donate my blood to Sister Nata.”

The nurse did not immediately answer Harum's wish, but rather glanced at the doctor Yuda. Fragrant who noticed this, immediately turned to Yuda who was standing next to him. “Mas, I want to donate blood to Kak Nata.”

Not immediately getting an answer from Yuda, Harum slowly took off Nata's hand and turned the body to face Yuda. “Mas, let me be a blood donor for Kak Nata,” please while touching the sleeves of Yuda covered in shirt sleeves.

Hanges who stood leaning against the wall stared at the scene with furrowed brows. Mas's? Fragrant call Yuda by the designation ‘Mas’?

A moment later his gaze descended, staring at the hand of Fragrant who was grasping the arm of Judah. What does Harum have to do with Doctor Yuda? His mind asked uneasily.