Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

50. Accusations without evidence

"Oma ... Where are Daddy and Mommy?" robert asked Umi Maryam, who was sitting staring at Ustad.

Umi Maryam turned her head immediately, and shut Robert's mouth when the grandson had just yawned. The boy's eyes looked very red. "Mommy and Daddy are in the room, son. You're sleepy, aren't you? Do you want to sleep now?" He pulled Robert's body closer.

"Yes, Oma." The boy nodded, then rubbed his eyes and climbed onto the lap of Umi Maryam. Slowly he leaned.

"But Oma can't take the elevator and doesn't know where your Mommy and Daddy's room is, son." Umi Maryam then stood up while holding her granddaughter, seen the boy was very lethargic. His eyes are so cute too. "We'll just find your op, yeah, kid, let him deliver you." Umi Maryam turned to the right and left, looking for the whereabouts of Papi Paul. But before long, Mami Yeri came to him.

"Lho, pantes sought not to meet. It turns out that Robert was here and had gone to sleep apparently," said Mami Yeri who saw the granddaughter fall asleep in Umi Maryam's arms. Soon, he took it for her to carry.

"Yes, Mom." Umi Maryam nodded. "It looks like Robert is tired. I was going to take her to Joe and Syifa's room. But I didn't know the room and couldn't get on the elevator" she told me.

"Oh. It's okay, ma'am" replied Mami Yeri smiling. "Let me take Robert, it just so happens that he's going to sleep with me and his op."

"Yes, Mom."

"Miss Maryam would like to come?" take Mami Yeri. "I'm not going back to the party, I'm going to take a break with Robert."

Actually, the reception was still very crowded, as well as the guests who were still busy eating dishes.

However, looking at the clock that has shown at 12 pm, plus the drowsiness that hit—Mami Yeri also decided to just take a break.

Let her husband and her relatives wait for the party to end. Because Papi Paul himself is stronger staying up late than he is.

"I'm coming with Mom, what are you doing?" Umi Maryam looked confused by the invitation from her iron.

"Yes, take a break to the room. I have the room key for us. She was given the same name Sandi, Mom."

"Oh. But Mom first, I'll go to her room with Abinya Syifa." Umi Maryam was actually tired as well, wanting to rest. But if she leaves her husband. He must be feeling bad.

"Oh yes, then. Here's the key, I'll just hold it, yeah." Mami Yeri reached into her bag, then gave the system card to Umi Maryam's hand.

"The key is like this, ma'am? It's like a card." The white pashminah hijab woman flipped the object in her hand, she looked astonished.

"That's the key, ma'am. Yes, yes," said Mami Yeri, then smiled and walked away from Umi Maryam.

"Yes." Yeah."

***

A beak man quickly ran into the hospital towards the ER room. He looked very rushed and panicked, because he had heard the news if his youngest child fainted and was rushed to the hospital.

That man is Haji Samsul. With a breath that was still wheezing, he immediately asked a few questions to Ustad Jonah who was sitting waiting in the long chair with Sandi.

"Fahmi is still being treated by the Doctor, Mr. Haji," replied Ustad Yunus. "But I don't know at first why he was locked to the point of fainting in the toilet, sir."

"Can't you know? It was Kan Ustad who took Fahmi to the hospital!" Mr. Haji Samsul looks incredulous and also upset. His brain cannot think clearly. He was very afraid if anything happened to his favorite child. "If Fahmi until why-why continue who wants responsibility?!" he added with somewhat glaring eyes.

"It's true I don't know, sir." Ustad Yunus was honest as he was, and he began to explain. "I knew Fahmi had fainted and was locked in the toilet because I wanted to defecate. It just so happened that the toilets were all full and many were in line. But there is only one toilet room that does not go out of the person. Curious .. I finally knocked on the door. But it was not answered, and I just turned the doorknob .. there was a key from the outside and locked as well. Then ... I opened the lock and the door and then .. then I knew it was Fahmi in there, but he was unconscious."

"This must be someone who frowned the Fahmi," guessed Pak Haji Samsul with both hands that looked firmly clenched. "Oh .. must be this Jojon. Yes, the work of his Chinese son-in-law Ustad Hamdan."

"No way, sir," Sandi argued as she stood up. And so was Ustad Jonah.

"Why is that impossible?" The old man stared intently at Sandi with both jaws that looked hardened. "He's the only person in the world who doesn't like Fahmi. So he must be the culprit" he added in an arrogant tone.

"Father cannot be su'uzan" Ustad Yunus said. "It would be a slander to accuse without evidence."

"But Ustad Jonah knew all along. How pretentious Jojon was, Fahmi, he even dared to punch Fahmi in front of me."

"Sir Jonathan is not a pretentious person, and he is unlikely to do so" argued Sandi who defended. Aside from being the man was his boss, he also naturally knew how he was. Joe is a good person.

"You said it like that because he's your boss. So it's natural to defend." Haji Samsul gritted his teeth while shaking his head. Clearly, he was very sure if the man was the culprit. "When Fahmi's intention to come to his party was to appreciate Ustad Hamdan. But maybe .. his daughter-in-law who likes to eat pork was inhuman. Really ...." No time for Pak Haji Samsul to finish his speech, but suddenly the door of the ER room was opened.

Ceklek~

There came out a bespectacled male doctor with Fahmi who was touching his own stomach. His face looked extremely pale with both watery eyeballs.

"Dear! Are you okay, right?!" Immediately, Pak Haji Samsul stepped forward, approaching towards his son. He also directly embraces his shoulder because the way Fahmi stands looks a little shake. Worrying about falling.

"My stomach hurts a lot, Pa. Not strong," said Fahmi, grimacing in pain.

"God! Get me a wheelchair! Hurry along!" Pak Haji Samsul ruled to Sandi. Actually asking for help, but while shouting.

"Yes, sir." Sandi rushes out of there to find Fahmi a wheelchair. And not long after, after getting it, he came back.

Fahmi was immediately helped to sit there, but the man still continued to touch his stomach while grimacing.

"Why Fahmi, Doc? What's with the stomach?" asked Pak Haji Samsul curious while staring at the Doctor with glasses.

...Satisfaction is he, Pak Haji 🤣 maruk kok fought 😆...