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ngiiiiik...

that was roughly the sound of Harti's breathing at this moment, he was seen patting his chest and occasionally coughing.

buk. buk. buk.. uhukk. ngiiiik.

Unknowingly I held onto the palm of Warti's hand

"War, look at me. Pull nafaaaasss slowly.. pull and hold until you blow... huuuuffff.., can be ayok together, pull nafaaaas.. hold, exhale through the mouth slowly. Again, huh?"

It was trying to do the breath I taught you, and slowly the look on his face was normal.

"You come to War often? That breathing difficulty?" ask me to Warti who is still trying to pull and exhale. While Warti only nodded weakly, representing his answer.

"From tomorrow, after the dawn prayer we take a walk, run in the morning, let you be strong. Is your brother Warta the same as you?" ask me again, and looks like the eyes of Warti as if shocked by my invitation, then he nodded and sniffed his shoulders.

"OK, later I play to your house yes, I want permission to your mama, want to invite you to exercise every day before dawn prayers. If you can be with Warta."

Again, Warti just nodded, but at first glance like linking his eyebrows as if they disagree, whether what is not desired by Harti.

"Where? Already lightened?"

"yes, thank God, thank you"

"I'm going home, all for permission"

I closed the door of the house and walked beside Warti to his house, after arriving there happened to be his mother and I immediately asked his permission for what I had planned with Warti.

Her mother Warti welcomed my plan, then called Warta to participate in our conversation.

Finally we agreed to exercise in the morning after the morning prayers began tomorrow.

I also say goodbye because it was getting late, but his mother Warti asked me to have lunch together, but I refused subtly because I wanted to go home soon, afraid that my mother and father would find it, because I left just now, I haven't said goodbye to them.

Finally his mother Warti gave a bushel containing fried chicken dishes, although the bushel was covered with banana leaves but the smell succeeded in making worms in my stomach dangdutan.

I immediately went home and did not forget to say goodbye and kiss the hands of his mother and then shake hands with Warti and Warta.

When I got home, the front door of the house was open, showing that my father and mother had come home from the rice field, I sped up my steps.

"Assalamu'alaikum sir, mother." Greetings when I enter the house

"Emak, I was out between the Warti came home, then given this to the mother of Warti. "I said while in the kitchen, I gave the bushel to my mother.

"Alhamdulillah, did you say thank you son?"

"Already mak, it was actually Irwan wanted to be invited to lunch together, but Irwan remembered that was out of the house was not exactly the same mother and father so Irwan refused."

"Kok tumben you take Warti home?"

"Yes, that was his shortness of breath relapsed, fearing that there would be anything that happened to Irwan back home, all permits to his mother if Irwan wanted to invite Warti also sports Warta morning after morning prayers"

"Then?"

"Yes, obviously, agreed that the mother of Warti had often asked Warta and Harti for sports but they did not want to, many reasons he said. So fitting if Irwan ngajak them."

"Did Warta and Warti both have asthma?" ask me suddenly when I enter the kitchen

"What is asthma, sir?" ask me curious

"Asma is yes shortness of breath son, Asthma is a hereditary disease from the family, so it is not contagious, and usually such congenital diseases are difficult to heal, he said, but it can still be controlled so as not to recur often" explained the father

"Tomorrow the father of your sport as well, let you not only walk muter-muter village alone but also there are gymnastic movements to strengthen the respiratory muscles,"

"Alhamdulillah, later the mother also came, but the mother arrived in front of the village post all shopping dele, had run out of nuts and dele, want to make the mother kemlanding."

Kemlanding is a type of tempe made thin, thinner than tempe mendoan. Best cooked with no lombok.

Do not lombok, it is a type of coconut milk vegetable in which there are many slices of green chili also cayenne. If added kemlanding and slices tofu hemmm amazingly good taste.

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Me, mom, and dad had lunch together with a special side dish, the sustenance that came unexpectedly from where it came.

Alhamdulillah

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