Perfect Son-in-law
Little Boy and His Grandma
That's right said the two young man, two small children of their victims were at the red light.
The ocean pulled the car over. Observing two street youths giving back their booty.
Mada was confused. “Lu meratiin hello anyway, Sam?”
“That little busker,” answered the Ocean without turning his face.
Mada looked ahead there. “Who wears blue shirt?”
“Iya.”
Not understanding the situation, Mada muttered and went back to silence. Many ask also surely the tip got sprayed by the Ocean.
Not throwing anything at Mada, Samudra opened the car door and went out.
Mada. “Sam!”
The man walked a long way towards the slum boy in blue clothes in the baby shark character in front of the stomach.
“Udah we get behind the money, Om.” One in two young men reported.
The ocean was right by their side. “I know. Do not repeat your foolish actions to anyone. Especially for children like them. You can go.”
“Iya, Om. Thanks, Om!” The two slammed into a mess across the road leaving the Ocean and two young children still singing in the middle of a snaking traffic jam.
Site by site the Ocean is approaching.
Many cars deliberately lower the glass to see a rare phenomenon in the middle of the road. Some even captured the moment. Loss if missed. Samewise Will, the young, smart and famous entrepreneur in the social media universe, is in their midst.
“Nak!”
The two singing children. One large one looked at the Ocean without blinking.
“Iya, Om.” The little guy shabbily without fear of giving an answer. Mineral water bottle filled with sand he lowered a hand-held on the side of the body.
Smiling ocean. The boy is handsome if observed correctly. Unfortunately, the dust of the streets disguised the grace he had.
“You're hungry? Eat yuk,” take Samudra.
There was an invisible urge that made him himself even feel strange about his behavior.
The big boy tugged at the little guy's hand. “Come home. Grandma must be worried about you.”
The ocean looked at him, the boy was instantly silent and lowered his head. Realizing there was fear, Samudra realized and gave a smile. “Do not be afraid. Om not a bad guy,” he said. “So what did you say? Grandma?”
The ten-year-old boy did not have time to open his mouth, the little guy next to him immediately grabbed an answer, “Iya, Om. Grandma's sick in the contract. I'm gonna need some money to take Grandma to the doctor." The little boy explained. Plastic bag of candy containing a sum of money he showed to the Ocean.
The heart of the Ocean glared painfully at the shabby pool of money before his eyes. Desire of pity and care seeped into him at once.
There were no lies in his clear plain eyes. The ocean lowered the body to a position equal to that of the boy.
“Then we take your Grandma to the hospital.”
The little boy looked up, turned to his friend, then looked back at the man before him. His eyes rolled left and right as if searching for truth in the eyes of the Ocean. “Truly, Om?” tanyakanya. “Now?”
“Iya.” Smiling ocean. “Come to your home to pick up Grandma.”
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They are already in the car. Mada doesn't talk much. The current behavior of the Ocean is actually considered a waste of time. But leave it alone, considering the current situation is not as good as when they play chess.
The street under the command of the ten-year-old boy. They started to enter an alley.
The little boys in the back seat were occasionally stared at by Mada through the rearview mirror in front of the face, though his hands were focused on the steering wheel.
The more he looked, the more he realized something.
“Kok long-time cave peratiin, tu son similar Sam yak?”
But it was not thrown directly. “Or don't-don't ..”
“That's his rented house, Om.”
The voice dispelled Mada's thoughts.
“Stop, Mad,” says Samudra.
“Iya, yes!” Brake pedal stepped on Mada. The car is parked on the side of the road.
The little ones went down first without opening the door.
“Gal, Brother Banu go home first yes. Afraid Mr nyariin.”
“Iya, Brother.”
“Om, I go home first, yeah." The boy who turned out to be named Banu was resigned to retreat. He slithered cheerfully after getting a nod from the Ocean and grasped the few pieces of money given by the man.
The direction of his run to the back of the contract that is currently on the beach Ocean, clearly his house around there.
KRIEE ....
The door whose handle was not in good order was rotated by the little boy. “Come in, Om. Grandma is inside.”
“Yes, Boy!" Mada who replied. He and Samudra entered following the little boy into a rented house that was only about twenty meters wide. One yellow light hanging makes a bright chaotic view. Everything feels dim.
Samudra and Mada looked at.
What is the estimated contract cost of a pair of grandmothers and grandchildren for this house?
The two look at each other in a theme that is equally mysterious.
“Nek.”
The call of the little boy drew the consciousness of a grandmother lying on a thin wooden bale of filaments from her heart. “Gala?”
“Iya, New.”
“Gala from where, Nak?”
“From-” Looks like the boy is confused. His face turned high back as if asking for help from the Ocean.
The ocean is judging fast. The boy must have lied to his grandmother.
“Night, Grandma." He greets.
The old grandmother's attention turned to her, then to Mada who was now standing beside the bed. “Whose are you?” tanyakanya.
“Hallo, Grandma." Mada greeted with his style. “We are from Jakarta, Nek.”
“Jakarta?” The grandmother scrunched her forehead.
“Iya. We have help to bring Grandma to the hospital,” said Samudra. “You yes, Grandma. To the hospital with us?”
“Hospital?”
“Iya, Mother. Let Grandma get well." The little boy named Gala was convincing.
The ocean just remembered, throughout his meeting, he had not asked the boy his name at all. And now he knows, his name ... Gala.
Twenty minute interval. During that time no conversation took place in the car. All focus on one point and one direction of the same-hospital.
The nearest, Samudra cars are already parked well in the building grounds conditions unhealthy people.
A male officer brought a wheelchair for her grandmother.
Some time is used for intensive examinations.
Gala's small body was asleep in the lap of the Ocean sitting on the waiting chair. The shabby blue shirt has changed a cleaner one.
Mada was busy taking care of the administration and was also asked to buy some food for Gala.
Pepeng and Anton will take a taxi after being admitted to the hospital.
CLAMPS!
The door of the ward opened and poked the body of a doctor from inside.
“Where, Doc?!" tanya Samudra stood up. Gala hugged him in her lap.
“Grandmother Rumsa suffering from high blood also ulcer that is already chronic. So to get intensive care, he should be hospitalized.”
The ocean immediately. Saying all the costs he'll bear. He went in and took Gala into the treatment room. Before dealing with the grandmother who happened to be conscious, Gala's body he lay on the sofa. For a moment he looked at the child's deep face with a slightly rustling heart. “He must be exhausted,” he murmured.
Enough with that, he turned around to approach his grandmother Gala.
“Where is Grandma doing now? What is felt?”
Not answering his question, the old grandmother turned her eyes to look at the face of the Ocean. He was only a second now clearly seeing the handsome face that brought him to this place.
“Sa-Samudra.”
