Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Match each other

After a dramatic flight, Gendhis and Granny Sri finally arrived at Adisutjipto airport, Yogyakarta. No one picked them up at the time because all the members of the Gendhis family must have been keeping Susena in the hospital.

Forcibly, Gendhis brought his own luggage trolley while stopping the taxi. Luckily the driver she chose was acting so sweet. The middle-aged man with a distended and thick mustache immediately brought the suitcases of Gendhis and Granny Sri without being asked, then put them in the trunk.

“Still, yes. I like a polite man like you,” chirped Granny Sri shortly after sitting in the back seat. Gendhis sontak glared at the grandmother.

“You are single or already married?” ask Grandma Sri not because. Had his grandmother been the same age as Gendhis, he would have ripped off his ear.

“I already have four children, Mom. My wife is one,” replied the driver politely.

“Oh, thank God that only one wife. I also have my only son. He's a good boy. My son is sick and

hospitalized,” timpal Grandma Sri while wiping snot using her scarf.

Luckily, the drama scene did not last long. The taxi had arrived in front of the courtyard of the house of Gendhis in less than an hour. Gendhis hurriedly took down his luggage and brought along as necessary for the hospital.

“Please arrange all the clothes Sri grandmother yes, Mbok,” Gendhis order polite to the housemaid who has served the Susena family, decades.

“Ready, Sister Gendhis. Mr. Susena has been waiting for me to come from yesterday, you know,” said symbok. “Please Mr. Susena,” symbok started shedding tears full of sadness. No doubt, Grandma Sri's mind was instantly filled

a bad shadow about his son.

“Come, Dhis! Booth!” urge Grandma Sri impatient. Two women of different generations enter the same taxi and are still waiting faithfully for them in the yard.

Sri's grandmother told the driver to speed until he could arrive at his destination in a short time. After descending and paying, Gendhis and Granny Sri hurriedly entered the hospital building and entered one of the pavilions that became Susena's treatment room.

“Papa,” Gendhis could not help but cry when he saw his father lying with his eyes closed. The middle-aged man who remained handsome looked helpless on the bed. So did Grandma Sri

directly scattering and hugging the only son tightly.

“Aduh, Mom. Be ill. I can't breathe. My stomach is not occupied,” Susena groans slowly.

“Papa's sleeping, Grandma. Don't build. Ntar if you wake up, make a fuss again he,” complained Hanum who had been busy calling in the corner

chamber space.

“By the way, from earlier,” gerutu Gendhis. “So, how does papa get into the hospital?” gendhis asked shortly after turning his attention back to Susena.

Susena opened her mouth, but Hanum answered first. “Papa fell in the bathroom, Dhis. He is worried that his former leg injury used to be cracked again,” said Hanum.

“Continue, doctor says how?” sela Granny Sri.

“It turns out papa is just a sprain,” replied Hanum while making a lip.

“Gosh,” Gendhis patted his forehead hard.

“Lantas, why should hospitalize everything?” continued Grandma Sri who is still curious.

“That's, Grandma. After being examined, Papa apparently did not have serious injuries, but Papa did not want to go home. He insists that there is something

what's strange in his legs,” said Hanum as he took a slow breath.

“Finally, the doctor decided to re-examine papa in its entirety. However, there is still no abnormality. Papa is fully healthy,” continued the eldest of the three brothers.

“Yes, geez, Papa,” Gendhis slapped his forehead once again. “How do you know how panicked I was last night? To the point of not being able to sleep,” his tirade.

“Basic of bad boys. From the baby is still not changed,” Grandma Sri continued the scolding of Gendhis while pinching Susena's head.

“Hadeh!” said Gendhis and Grandma Sri simultaneously.

“I thought ...” Hanum rubbed his chin while putting on a serious look. “Don't papa intentionally want to stay here. You see, this morning after papa was re-examined, we met with Aunt Kalini. He is in control of health at this hospital. Maybe Papa wants to

visited with him,” cetus.

“Hah?” Gendhis and Grandma Sri did not believe in that absurd reason.

“This is your old High School boyfriend, Sen? What is beautiful like an Indian movie star?” cecar Grandma Sri.

Susena did not answer. He was silent while pretending to be asleep. Not to forget, Susena pulled the blanket to cover the entire body.

“Iya, Mother. Aunt Kalini, her mother Chand, Gendhis ex-husband,” Hanum explained.

“Hah? So, ex-Gendhis is Kalini's son?” granny Sri was amazed.

“Iya, Genthis ...” Hanum did not continue his words when he heard a slow knock on the door. “Shortly, Grandma. We'll continue again

gibahnya.”

Hanum rushed to open the door of Susena's treatment room. There was a woman he had just talked about with his grandmother.

“Tante Kalini?” said Hanum, making the feathers of the gendhis instantly bristled. Spontaneously she turned around and saw Kalini standing in the doorway with Chand standing gallantly beside her mother.

“Please enter, Aunt,” take Hanum politely. He opened the door wide for the mother and the child.

“Thank you, Son Hanum. Coincidentally a new aunt from a fruit seller. There are fresh pears and apples, nih,” Kalini smiled kindly while thrusting a wicker basket filled with fruits. A moment later, her beautiful eyes caught the figure of Gendhis standing near Susena's bed.

“Eh, is there a son of Gendhis as well? When comes?” kalini's expression suddenly turned enthusiastic. He also nudged Chand's arm many times. I don't know what the purpose is.

“Barusan, Aunt,” Gendhis forced a smile. All wrong himself when Chand was watching his face fixed.

“Mother Sri?” kalini's attention now turned to Susena's mother who was more silent and attentive in silence. Just a soldier stalking his enemy in the forest. Susena is still hiding under the covers.

“How are you?” greet Grandma Sri kindly while reaching out her hand.

“Good, Mom. Meet, this is my son,” Kalini pulled Chand's arm and brought him closer to Grandma Sri.

“Oh, this is what I want to be betrothed to my grandchild, but it is not so,” Grandma Sri chuckled lightly.

“I-iya, Mom,” Kalini laughed crisply to hide her nervousness.

“It's okay. His name is not a soul mate either. Yes ‘kan, Dhis?” granny Sri sahut while looking at Gendhis. “So Gendhis is now a handsome guy, but a gondrong. He also likes nyosor, you know! Grandma until huffed. Hence when the day, Grandma just hit her broom,” her cerocos.

Grandma Sri's explanation suddenly made Chand choke on his own saliva. He coughed for a while with a reddened face.

“That's important, like each other yes, Mom. I now realize that soul mate cannot be forced. Let everything flow as it is,” Kalini said later. His voice sounded soft and sweet.

Susena, who had been hiding behind a blanket, immediately opened her blanket. “The bill. A soul mate cannot be forced,” his dreams while grimacing. Susena also tried to sit up and look dignified in front

Kaline.

“If indeed our children are not a match, how about we only match each other?” cetus Susena sumringah, made all eyes glare at him.