ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 201: HOSPITAL (1)

Kan Gita was so horrified to see the silliness of the husband who played plorot-plorot pants when Gwen was awake. It even filled its batteries full. That means after that, Gwen will ask to play until her afternoon shower hour arrives.

“Ha .. ha. Afraid yes ..” Gilang menjwil chin Gita with gemash.

“Yes is ... His jokes are funny tau.” Tukas Gita who was already standing brought Gwen towards her mini ball bath in their room, then sat on the outside of the circle. Just to wait for his son there to get tired of playing.

“Yes we might have been so when Gwen woke up. Eneng no-anya.” Gilang stood up then walked towards the bathroom in that room.

“A’a where?”

“Single concert.” Oh M G's. That's how wet it turned out.

“Need audience ga?” tawar Gita seduces Gilang who is already dull-faced.

“The audience wants while playing lato-lato ga ..?” Gilang hoped the answer was yes.

“Huuuu .. wani piro?” Gita replied while chuckling. While Gwen while busy with her mother also long can wind her head. Because his neck is sometimes to the left sometimes to the right. Sometimes he looked at his mother and then at his father. Alternately. The brain is still only 60% in terms of digesting adult speech. Where can't speak anymore. Where does he understand the crazy negotiations that his father and his mother would agree to.

“Hah ..situ good. Kok a’a who paid.” Kekeh Gilang no longer serve Gita. From the look of his face is clear, if Gita will not be able to play his lato-lato in the bathroom or just spoil the jaka with his mouth. Hah ... the world of deceit.

Out of the bathroom with a fresh look. Her hair was wet, netes-netes all the way to her neck and chest. Imagine how handsome Gita's husband is. His body is still very athletic. His chest muscles are still field and checkered. Gilang and Gita alike. Smart to maintain the shape of each body. Gym regular and maintaining a diet is not just a habit of one of them. But both. So, their body's comfort is maintained properly, so that it is always good looking in their eyes both.

“Waw sheksiii. “ Comment Gita saw her husband only wrapped in a towel around the waist.

“Inhibited comments or julid. Shower hunt, we want out.” Gilang orders Gita, while choosing her own clothes in the closet.

“A’ ... the shirt a’a already Eneng readyin.” Gita had prepared a house dress for her husband to wear after bathing earlier.

“Sorry Neng. It a’a wear after returning home later aja yes.” Said Gilang starting to wear his clothes.

“Where are we going?”

“Ke hospital.” Reply Gilang moved the towel on his waist earlier to the head. Rubbing her wet hair to dry quickly.

“We look at Sudrajat's grandfather, A’ ..?” Gita asked a little surprised. Didn't her husband look not enthusiastic yesterday to visit the grandfather.

“Heem.”

“Kok replied Just heeem. Ga sincere? Sins lhoo.” Gita approached Gilang, helping her husband tidy up his clothes.

“Let's talk about ihklas and sin. Importantly, take a bath. Or want a’a who bathe?” Glad to divert the atmosphere so as not to mellow.

“Huuu .. blur aja.” Gita immediately ran towards the bathroom. The orders and offers sound trivial. But what human heart knows, do not really want to do, how?

Gita has finished bathing and using neat clothes and sopen of course. While waiting, Gilang spent the time to play with Gwen who will soon be invited by her caregiver to clean her body and will also eat the afternoon ahead of the night.

“We go directly to the hospital ..?” gita asked as Gilang entered their room.

“Oh .. mother follow.” Gita was even more surprised.

“Iya .. this morning when a’a left for the office. I'm calling about grandpa.”

“Terus ..?”

“Ya here. We finally agreed to go to the hospital.”

“Tuh right. A’a sud’zon first. My mother is well her heart. Why a’a is still so covetous.”

“A’a dongkol for mom. But when I defended it turned out to have forgotten to ever get hurt, yes . a’a can what? It's not possible, a’a still want revenge, if the victim is already peaceful.” Grimace to Gita.

“Great souls, we can not guarantee also we can always be good with people. Who knows what we are afraid of, do not realize the heart hurt of others. How ?” Gita has chosen which bag she will wear to the hospital.

“Iya .. Yes no need to lecture. I'm ready from earlier.” Gilang held his wife's two shoulders for them to leave immediately.

“Eh .. bentar. Take money in safe first a’. Times they need.” Gita turned her body towards the money depository in the room.

“Udah no need. Buy fruit aja.” Reject Gilang who still looks half-hearted to visit his grandfather.

“Ga can be stingy later the windfall is narrow.” Gita .. Gita is never prejudiced with others. His heart was always open with everyone.

“Liat the situation aja.” Dengus Gilang who could not stem the steps of his wife opened the safe.

“Ga many. I brought 5jt. It also will not be cuddly outin, if they look capable.” Answer Gita cuek while inserting the red sheet. In the envelope and then store it in the bag that he will carry.

“Can what. His mother Gibran gave news to his mother only, because he could not pay the old grandfather's fee.” Cicit Gilangin heart.

They arrived at my mother's house. And it turns out that the mother is really ready, even with a very complete basket of fruit parcels.

“Wah first mom nih buy fruit.” Sapa Gita saw her mother-in-law who was ready with her hands.

“Arum to buy. But he can't come first. Tomorrow maybe. Because there are still jobs that cannot be stayed.” Answer mother.

Heem ... Arum refill water business memamg now more buyers. According to the advice of the Gita, if at the beginning he did use the boola pick up system. And then now he has many regular customers, because he is ready to deliver in large quantities, various bonuses in each purchase is also friendly service. Being the key to the success of Arum's business now, so that their economy increases.

The three men had already walked in the hospital corridor to the room they had already confirmed, where Sudrajat's grandfather was being treated.

The treatment room is general, because almost 10 patients are lined up in their patient beds. The distance between one patient and another is only a curtain that is easy to open and close by hand. The atmosphere was quite boisterous as well. Patient groans and medical devices clashed as they pleased. It is not a calmness that is created for patients who need time to rest. But it is precisely the fear of being able to see other patients easily, there may even be someone who passes through his death sacrosanct before his eyes, next to the bed of fellow patients.

“Bapak ..”

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