Red Noctah
Part 49's
"Just got home, Nope? Razik had been fussy all day" Lastri reported as soon as she found her employer coming home.
"Razik's fussy? Tumben, where's Raziknya now, Ma'am?" When taking off her shoes, wash her hands and feet before going to see her child.
"Sleeping, Non, looks like Razik's not feeling well."
Half ran to his bed. The woman put her original bag and went straight to the bed. Check the temperature on his son's forehead.
"Astaghfirullah .. You have a fever dear," he said worriedly.
"New home? Buy medicine used to make Razik, was already Mother compress, but still hot." Miss Rima exclaimed as she sat on the lip of the bed.
"Yes Bun, sorry, just accidentally met an old friend first, so join me for a minute, why don't you call Bila, Bun?"
"Think so, but afraid of disturbing your work problems, actually it was already fussy, Mommy thinks because tired, but her body anget, try compresses still fever, just slept maybe because tired of crying."
"Great pity Mother's child," murmured When sad, staring at her son full of pity.
"Titip Razik bentar Bun, I bought drugs at the pharmacy first, if the fever does not go down then I take it to the hospital tomorrow morning," said the woman then.
Walking down the stairs while contacting his father Razik, the intention was to tell him that his son was not feeling well. However, until the second time there was no answer. The woman stared at her mobile screen with a branched mind. May the man call back because Bila didn't leave a message. He wanted to talk if he had the chance.
When removing the new motorbike a few minutes into the garage. The woman rode the iron horse at a faster pace than normal. The atmosphere of the pharmacy in the afternoon was quite queued, he waited with a huff. The atmosphere outside the rain appears to be dripping the earth. The woman sat docked, slightly inward to avoid the wind that was quite cold hit the skin.
"When? Medication queue? Or queue for checks?" asked Hanum who had just come out from the next room.
"Drug, are you here? Check it?" tanyanya was astonished. About an hour ago I just met you at the cafe, and now I see you in the clinic.
If even barely believe when he found his ex-husband accompanied his best friend there. The same is the case with Bhishma who was surprised, found when there was in the pharmacy.
The woman highlighted the cynical man who was standing not far from her best friend. He had wanted to tell Razik about it, but his heart was suddenly upset and undo his intentions.
"When Empress!" an apothecary called. When he approached the cashier, the woman was about to redeem the medicine.
"Who's sick?" bisma asked as the woman walked out of there.
The woman stared fixedly for a few seconds, then stepped in without answering the man's question. Exasperated, I don't know, whose heart was clearly just so upset when he saw the two of them.
"First Num" he said without looking at Bhishma who was standing closer than him.
"Oh my goodness .. forget it again," he lamented in frustration. The corner of his eye caught the image of his two best friends entering the same car. Add to that a barrage of frustration.
When forced to drive the motor under the rain. The woman was determined to get home quickly. Bhishma who saw that his heart was so sick, If yesterday had improved now it looks no gap. Even the woman did not answer her question anymore.
Eager to drive him home, but what a force he had no power of courage to pursue him. Until the house of the hijab-wearing woman was drenched. He did not bother with his own body.
"Astaghfirullah .. until wet-wet gini, uncertain weather gini always available coat when traveling by motor, If, the intention of the heart let Razik recover, wrong-wrong even you who are sick again in the rain," said Bu Rima nagging.
"Sorry Bun, I took a quick shower" he said. His heart and feelings are uncertain.
Upset, I don't know why I had to meet that guy there. He cursed himself who recently thought about it. Too naive, once again to be hurt with the same person. When he hated it, his heart that had started to receive felt pain. Let it be a story that is stored in its own life.
While on the other hand, the man did not concentrate at all as Hanum continued to invite him to speak. The woman who asked Bisma drove herself to the clinic because she felt that she often had pain in her stomach. Bhishma wanted to refuse, but because her best friend suddenly complained of pain, she did not feel good to leave him.
The guilt and discomfort towards the mother of his child was clearly so felt, I don't know, even though he was no longer together, felt it was still so necessary to keep his feelings. If it looks so upset, because it wants me to stay away and not bother anymore or because the man was caught with Hanum. Really the man was anxious himself, especially when the man had seen the woman who still filled his heart carrying medicine. Obviously he was worried.
"Who's sick?" the man muttered slowly to his ex-wife.
"Why Bus?" asked Hanum who heard the man's vague mutterings. They're still on their way home. Bisma would not want to take her best friend home until her home.
"Nothing, sorry, I'm just delirious" he replied.
Hanum felt that Bhishma was too self-limiting, he would not want to be forced. Hanum took the opportunity just like that, although the man's face never looked cheerful when he met him. Different when looking at Bila, the man would stare at her for a long time, as if the look in his eyes were hinting at a word.
"Bis, you like it the same when?" chirping Hanum suddenly. The bisma who was focused on driving looked shocked when the word was thrown from his best friend's mouth.
The man was unmoved, the way of responding to the question clearly made the man dizzy himself.
"You look different, pay attention to it, you look harbored feelings towards Bila, you always pay attention to when, if you like it why don't you just say your ex-sister-in-law?"
"He already has a future husband, I have no right to ask that," replied Bisma in the end.
"Owh .. he changed a lot yes, since marriage, not as fun as before, yes understand the hell he had migrated, but I feel different, feel not klop anymore, I know, I rarely talk on Grub. Different Sinta and Disya who still care even though they have a family."
"If you have a reason for that, he is still like the old days, maybe we just don't know because we see from the outside window alone," replied Bisma sure.
The man even began to catch things differently from the incident. Which made them disfigured, until finally there was Razik among them.
