ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 212: THE IDEA OF THE GITA

The sun and the moon are racing to occupy their respective rotations. Make the day not feel passed even through twice the day of the week. That means two weeks already Sudrajat undergoing intensive care at the regional hospital in the city where they live. Now Sudrajat is much healthier and fresher. His skin was no longer dim, but was glowing yellowish, as well as his cheeks seemed contained from before. Jangut and mustache that yesterday had filled part of the skin of his face was clean, shaved by Arum who sometimes came alternating with the mother. He was rarely seen in the hospital. For to his busy life to provide for their families.

Luckily, Gita was not just born into a rich family. However, he has a wealth of heart that deserves a thumbs up. Gitlah who was angry at Gilang if the spirit of Gilang had begun to sag in terms of paying attention to drugs for the grandfather.

Gita also gave bail to Gibran, when the bloodless brother came to borrow money. With the guarantee of home certificates that they occupy. To support his father's operation costs are still unconscious. Gibran was right to put his shame under his feet. With a salary cut of 70% per month. He had to do. Instead of every day getting support from the mother to seek a loan for her husband's care costs that never shrank nor showed signs of recovery.

“This used to be Gilang's room. But now my granddaughter has a family and Alhamdulilah has his own home. So, now you're the only one occupying this room.” Obviously Dian was friendly and polite to her in-laws. Mana Dian thought if now she had the opportunity to take care of the parents of her husband. Not a disaster for him, but this is a gift he never thought before. It used to be very di caci but now it is very praised by the in-laws.

“Your lives are very well-sufficient.” Sudrajat was embarrassed.

“Customize sir. Thank God we can live a decent life.” Dian replied lowly.

“Mile it works where?” telisik Sudrajat was curious about his grandson's work. He knows, the cost of treatment for approximately two weeks. Even in the general hospital area, of course still paid with money. Not the jackfruit leaf.

“Lost working in a Pharmaceutical company.” Answer Dian.

“What is his post?” tanyanya back.

“Wah .. if about his position. I don't understand. For sure sometimes Gilang to the office sometimes also to the warehouse. Maybe foreman.” Dian replied deliberately not wanting to tell the truth.

“If his wife, is it true that only a housewife stairs?” she wanted to know about her daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

“Iya. They used to be one place of work. And that's where they met. But after marriage. Gita wants to focus on getting pregnant and taking care of the household. So, only Gilang became the backbone of their family.” Dian answered patiently.

“Wah .. why Gilang to stop his wife working. Though taking care of children and households it can be delegated to the laian. The opportunity to get a stable economy is a very rare and unfortunate opportunity to be let go. You should, as a parent, help them in terms of understanding. So that Gilang does not soybean make a living alone.” Apparently Sudrajat's grandfather was completely healed. So that his brain cells have now returned to the way his mind likes to organize.

“Pak .. I am only the woman who gave birth to Gilang. For the affairs of his chosen woman and their household. I don't think I have much right to mix it up. What I prioritize is their happiness, which is living a household that they have agreed to both.” Dian replied without any intention of insinuating their past.

So then Sudrajat's grandfather seemed at home living with his son-in-law who he had thrown away. Thin is the shame. Because they are still able to receive the kindness that Dian and their children gave to them.

Then, Arum is the one who should be able to divide his time. For 2x a week to the hospital deliver Sudrajat dialysis regularly.

Shortly after, two weeks passed. Luxury car stops in front of Dian's house. We certainly still remember the Gita car that only fit two people. Gita still often used wara-wiri for his advice everywhere. And Sudrajat's eyes almost came out when he saw the car stopped in front of Dian's house. Also driving it was the Gita. His daughter-in-law's granddaughter, who once painstakingly fed him in the hospital. As he was dying almost to death, a few weeks ago.

“Good afternoon cake. How are you?” Sapa Gita greeted and crucified the hand that had begun to contain and looked much healthier and fresher.

“Alhamdulilah.. grandpa much healthier. Thanks to your efforts.” He answered with a happy smile.

“Kek ... Gita has conveyed a little about the health condition of grandfather on Kevin's brother. Incidentally in Jakarta his wife is the director of a private hospital. There can be organ transplantation. The blood wash that grandfather lives now, its nature only makes grandfather survive. But not healing. Kidney grafts that can make grandfather really healed. And it can be done in Jakarta.” Reveal the Gita without any thoughts and prejudices. Gita certainly has conveyed the state of Gilang's grandfather to Muna and Kevin. To his parents too. And they all support, if Sudrajat's grandfather is willing to be treated at Hildimar Hospital, and pass all the tests before the kidney transplant is carried out.

“What ... kidney graft? Gita .. you overdo it.” Dian was very surprised by her daughter-in-law. It didn't occur to him that his daughter-in-law was so serious about helping her in-laws.

“Iya ma'am. At the hospital owned by Muna. Can, as long as we can suitable kidney donors.” Answer the Gita without burden.

“Who's Sister Muna ..?” tanya Sudrajat was curious.

“Kak Muna is my sister's wife, Kek. He is the director of Hildimar Hospital in South Jakarta. If grandfather is willing, we will continue grandfather treatment in Jakarta.” Gita made the idea clear to her grandfather.

“Oh .. don't do it. Grandpa feels this washing of blood is enough to make grandfather better than before.” Sudrajat replied as if he was not interested in the offer from his daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

“At least we will try our best first, kek.” Answer Gita still keukeh want Sudrajat undergo kidney transplantation process.

“Gita .. What do you bring from home? Food?” suddenly Madam Gilang diverted the conversation. Hope Gita can walk up to him towards the kitchen.

“Oh .. yes. This Gita just made a banana compote and a sweet potato. Hope grandpa wants to eat it.” Gita brought a box of food that she made with her own hands.

“Not about grandpa wants to eat it or not. If you are not washing your blood. Grandpa can't eat food carelessly.” Said Ibu Gilang. Who has learned a lot and studied with waiting patients to wash blood while several times looking after his in-laws.

“Oh .. sorry Gita doesn't know much. Just try his new kidney grandpa. Then grandpa can definitely enjoy anything without abstinence.” Celoteh Gita, still with his hardness to replace Sudrajat's kidney.

“Don't be stubborn. Kidney that's gonna be a bet. If your idea was implemented.”

Seriate