PEARL & CRYSTAL

JOVIALITY

Early in the morning Dwi had prepared breakfast, even Muti was not helpful at all. Just sit still and daydream.

Tirta's voice greeting Dwi was heard, patting the still silent shoulders of Muti. A small smile was seen on Muti's face.

Panda and Han also joined, only Kris had not been seen the trunk of her nose.

"Tirta, where are you son?" Cherly hugged Tirta from behind.

Papi Han also entered looking at his old house, staring at Han who was just sitting quietly directly chewing his breakfast.

"Please sit Pi, Cherly. We ate together and didn't make a fuss." Muti stood up to take the plate.

Dwi asked Muti to remain seated, immediately stepping up to take the plate for two people.

"Eat a lot of Tirta, you must heal."

"Tirta is fine Mi, don't worry too much and think about it. I don't like being a burden on the mind."

Cherly wiped her tears, seeing Tirta resisting nausea while trying her food. Han also stopped eating.

"Pi, we're out of the country for Tirta's treatment." Cherly's cry was heard.

Tirta's gaze was immediately sharp, the doctor Ilham tried to explain to Papinya Tirta about his condition.

It is not possible for Tirta to go abroad, the first thing that will be done is to check and do chemotherapy.

If conditions improve, and can stop the development of cancer, Ilham allows Tirta to do treatment abroad.

"Too long, Tirta had to be in surgery to remove the tanker." Cherly's voice is rising.

"Mi, please don't make a fuss. Doctors have been looking for the best way, appreciate their efforts." Tirta's gaze was limp, her headache was relapsing.

Dwi gives Tirta a drink, rubs her back. Asking Han better to go to the hospital right away.

"Who do you dare to rule?" asked Cherly with her cynical face.

A punch on the table rang out, Muti asked Cherly to be quiet. Never yell at people in her house, because Cherly is only a guest.

"We will follow whatever the doctor advises, please provide the best treatment for Tirta." Papi Han pleads to save his stepson.

Han was still silent, not letting out a word. Han was still busy reading the messages on the phone to contact the best doctor.

"Malhan, forgive Papi. Thank you for being kind to Tirta."

Everyone stared at Han, his Papa saying Han didn't care. Han immediately stood up to answer the call, and asked Muti and Tirta to prepare for the hospital

Han stepped away to the living room, speaking in a foreign language asking for the best doctor's help if Tirta's examiner allowed for the surgery.

All the symptoms of headache, nausea and vomiting Han explained. The answer of the call made Han tangent and frowned.

"Sister, let's go."

"Tirta, Mami will obey whatever you want, and will not force again. You need to heal, baby."

"Yes mami, don't worry about Tirta."

The call went to Papinya Tirta's cell phone, asking Han for help guarding Tirta. He immediately stepped away, followed by Cherly

"Muti think Papi's got a problem." Muti looked curiously.

Alhan asks Muti to ignore her Papi, as Tirta is now much more important.

Crystal came out of his room, a huge yawn yet bathing made Han inhale restraining emotions.

"We'd better go, just leave the crystal." Han immediately came out followed by Ilham who laughed seeing his daughter wake up late.

Tirta approached Kris, rubbing her face. Kris closed his eyes asking Tirta to prepare her milk.

"Where is Kris?"

"I want to heal and marry you Kris, and serve whatever I want." Tirta's gaze looked at Dwi, asking for help preparing milk.

Han's voice calling out rang out, Han alluded to the reason Tirta loved Kris. The only woman Han found could not get up early, and was not on time in every way.

"Kris is so worried."

"Mommy isn't Papi coming?" Tirta saw his Papi's car was gone.

As the car drove towards the hospital, Han had already made an appointment before with his expert doctor.

"Doctor Ilham, I think there's something strange about this report?" Han showed something to Doctor Ilham.

"I also felt the same way Han, and asked the doctor who diagnosed Tirta to come and see the re-examination."

Han's smile was visible, they should have felt an incongruity from the start. And hope there is a good side to the diagnosis of other doctors.

At Dwi's house, troubled by the rampaging crystals wanting to go to the hospital, all clothes were scattered because of the tangent.

"O Allah, you who rise up. Wanna blame who?" Dwi's head shook his head to look at Crystal's behavior.

Kris ran for a bath, Dwi prepared clothes, shoes, bags, stair clocks and other accessories.

Kris' gaze cynically threw any towel, immediately put on a shirt, asking Dwi to dry her hair.

"You're pretty smart in fashion." Kris likes all of Dwi's choices.

"My hair I pigtails, you'll cry your hair must be messy."

Kris just issued the word hmm, sending a message to Muti to explain the condition of Tirta.

Without asking, Dwi paired the high heels not too high for Kris, put up a watch and handed the bag.

"You're ready to go." Breath of Dwi ngos-ngosan.

"Silver breakfast." Kris asked to be taken to the car.

Not waiting anymore, Dwi immediately ran out of the room to the kitchen to prepare breakfast sandwiches, as well as milk poured into the bottle.

"Why am I doing this?"

Kris's voice called out, Dwi stomped her feet handing over Kris' food and drink.

"Be careful on the road."

"You're coming, too, steering wheel. Kris' eyes are still sleepy." Crystal sharp gaze.

"Astaghfirullah Al azim, O Allah. Give me the patience to face this woman." Many times Dwi rubbed his chest.

"Dwi .. hurry!" The sound of the Crystal's cry echoed.

Kris was very anxious, his mouth full of food and milk was almost gone. Dwi rubbed Kris' back so she could calm down.

Despite Kris's evil attitude, and provoked emotion. But there was sadness that he was hiding. Dwi can tell, if Kris is hungry for affection, and Tirta is the man who gives affection.

"Finish the food in the mouth, and cry."

"Yes, hungry." Kris wiped her tears.

Kris's sharp gaze saw Dwi who turned out to be able to drive a car, his intention was that Kris wanted to prank, but it turned out that Dwi could be everything.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Kris ran. Dwi yelled if the Crystal bag missed. Dwi was also forced to run into the hospital looking for an examination room.

"Kris call Mr. Han." Dwi's voice shouted out.

"Fear Muti will be jealous if he calls her husband."

"Astaghfirullah, it doesn't matter. Is it time to be jealous?" The call on Kris' phone sounded, Dwi answered immediately.

Crystal's hand was drawn, directly following Dwi and seeing Muti already waving his hand.

Doctor Ilham came out, Tirta will be immediately taken to the examination room. Inspiration will see the results.

Han nodded his head, embracing Kris and Muti. They will wait, and pray their best for Tirta.

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