
"Where was Mr Fahmi taken to the hospital, Mr Haji?" ask Abi Hamdan.
"the welfare."
"I'm going there, to see Nak Fahmi. I'm gonna ask Jojon about this, too. I hope—"
"Ustad mending to the sininya just like Jojon. Let it taste good," interrupted Pak Haji Samsul quickly, giving a proposal.
"I happen to be on my way, sir. So let me just, dan—"
"Yes Ustad called Jojon. Tell me to come here." Mr. Haji Samsul again interrupted Abi Hamdan's speech. Sounds disrespectful actually, but since the age of the man is a little older than Abi Hamdan—so Abi Hamdan himself tried to understand, although there was actually a little bit of annoyance in the chest.
"Yes, Mr. Haji. I'll call Jojon now" Abi Hamdan said.
"Yes" replied Haji Samsul. His voice is softer now than before. "Don't forget to bring your hands, too, Tad. Sai Fahmi likes black wine. I suggest you buy it in the supermarket later, just to be more hygienic."
"God willing, Mr. Haji" he said, then hung up.
Abi Hamdan has never been to a supermarket. Every purchase of groceries and fruits yes most in the market, maybe stuck it in the mini market.
In addition to the price is more affordable, in the market can also be bargained.
"What did Mr. Haji say, Bi?" ask Umi Maryam curious. "Umi didn't hear .. Why bring Jojon all?" She looked at her husband, at this time the man was back on the call. Trying to call Joe.
"Sir Haji said, Jojon locked Nak Fahmi in the toilet, Mi. Keep him asking for responsibility."
"Lho, why is Joe ngunci Fahmi all? I think there is no work," said Umi Maryam who looked astonished. But one hundred percent he doesn't believe. "No way ah, I guess."
"Abi also does not believe. Time, anyway, Jojon seiseng that .. mentang-tang just do not like the same Nak Fahmi."
"No way, Bi. Umi sure .. surely this is just a misunderstanding."
"Abi please do. But Jojon's number isn't active, is it?" Abi Hamdan pulled his phone which had been stuck to his right ear since only the voice of the operator could be heard saying the number was off.
"Maybe it's lowbet, Bi. Try Syifa's phone."
"Yes." Yeah." Abi Hamdan nodded, then tried to contact his daughter. The number is active, but not raised. Almost three times already—Abi Hamdan made a call.
"Why, Bi? Not active either, the number?" guess Umi Maryam.
"Active. Just not lifted up, Mi," replied Abi Hamdan with a slight annoyance. Then type in the flat object, write down what he wants to say.
[Syifa, please ask Jojon .. is it true that he locked Nak Fahmi in the toilet or not. But Abi asked, he to be honest .. if indeed he still wants to be Abi's daughter-in-law.] Maybe with a little threat, Abi hopes Joe won't lie to her.
"Maybe the Syifa's not holding the hape, Bi. Or maybe a gig again," guess Umi Maryam.
Abi Hamdan clucked, then put his phone back in a color bag behind the sheath. "What does that mean, Umi?"
"Yes taking a shower, or eating. Or maybe something else."
"The work of this Jojon mah, will not be far away. Robert also can't see Syifa, pity."
"Yes stuff they also want to spend time together, Bi. Her name is also the newlywed." Umi Maryam looks more understanding, than her husband who looks upset because his call did not get an answer.
"What "new bride, anyway? People have been a month" grumbled Abi Hamdan. "Basic gatel aja Jojon, do not think about the feelings of his son. You need Robert's love more, not him."
"Si Joe also needs times, Bi, he's been a long widower."
"But the one who originally wanted Syifa to marry him was Robert, not himself."
***
At a five-star restaurant, Mami Yeri, Papi Paul and Robert sat at one of the tables. They were having lunch along with the main menu at the newly opened restaurant.
5 The mainstay menu feels good, because it is clear from the way Papi Paul eats so voraciously. Same with Mami Yeri.
Unfortunately, that didn't happen to Robert. The boy just stared at the plate in front of him, a spaghetti bolognese. It looked very tempting actually, but to eat it, it felt like he was reluctant.
"Honey .. Why not eat? Do you want a bribe?" mami Yeri asked softly. Then grab the chopsticks on Robert's side and bring them closer to the grandson's lips. But the boy immediately shook his head. "Why not? It's so good, honey."
"Robert wanted to feed him to Mommy, Oma," replied Robert with teary eyes.
"Later tonight, huh? Just for dinner. You'll just be fed by Mommy. Now ... You get fed by Oma first, okay?" rayu Mami Yeri with a smile. Again he tried to feed Robert, but again the boy shook his head.
"Why, anyway, should I wait for tonight?" Robert looked annoyed, his face flushed too. "And why do Daddy and Mommy want to be alone in the room? .... They're doing it again until Robert can't follow, Oma?" he looks like he's about to cry. It was sad, and I missed Syifa.
"Mommy call Jonathan right now, ask him and Syifa to come to this restaurant," suggested Papi Paul who looks unbearable with his grandson. Appetite that initially overflowing became instantly gone, when he saw a clear circle at the corner of Robert's eyes flowing wet both cheeks sweet.
Mami Yeri approached Papi Paul, then whispered softly to his right ear. "The problem is, Joe had called Mami, Pi, kept saying he wanted Robert's nitipin again."
"Nitipin want to do it?" ask Papi Paul the same quietly. His eyes kept staring at the grandson, even now Robert had his face covered on the table with both arms against each other.
"Hiks! Hicks! Hicks!" groans crying.
"Why do you want to be alone, why try again?" mami Yeri said.
"It's been all night, Mi. Mommy called Jonathan. Tell me that Robertnya cry, do not want to eat if not fed Syifa."
"Come on, call Joe." Mami Yeri turned around to tell. "Mommy doesn't feel good, this morning I said yes. I'm gonna have Robert in it all day."
"Yes already. Papi called him." Papi Paul gave up. Finally, he tried to contact his son.
However, just like Abi Hamdan who tried to contact Joe— because his number is now still inactive.
Papi Paul didn't lose his mind. Soon, he called Sandi. To ask for help from him.
"Just Mr. Paul," said Sandi from across the street.
"Piang. San ... Please meet Jonathan in his room, tell him to immediately take Syifa to the Rose Restaurant near the hotel" he ordered.
"Sorry, Sir. But I don't dare."
"Why not dare?" Paul looked confused. "Si Robert did not want to eat lunch, if not fed Syifa. Say it too, San."
"But this morning Mr. Joe called me. He said I was forbidden to disturb him, sir," Sandi said.
"Don't you love Robert, San?"
"Darling, Sir. But why is it?"
"If my dear will follow. Even if you were to be scolded by Jonathan .. I would be responsible. Don't let Robert get sick, just because he didn't have lunch, Sandi!" papi Paul said in a rather loud voice.
"Eemm .. good, sir. Ready to do so," replied Sandi in a trembling voice.
^^^Connected....^^^