Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

34. Habibie's Gentle Attitude

"You just go home, Li. Tomorrow's an important schedule isn't it?"

"It doesn't seem to exist, sir."

"Tomorrow my holiday. If there's anything call me!"

Habibie again held Kiara. The woman was completely voiceless, her mood was not fine, so, whatever Habibie did, Kiara would accept it without much protest.

"Mas Abie!"

"Why?"

"Have a holiday first."

"I get it, Kiara."

After that, no more conversations took place between Habibie and Kiara. The man dropped his wife in the bathroom because she asked. While Kiara was in the bathroom, Habibie went downstairs. He called BI Arum to ask the woman for help.

"Bi!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Bi .. My wife again comes the moon. But I think it hurts so much. How should I Bi? Kiara doesn't want to be taken to the hospital."

Bi Arum smiled, not happy because Kiara was suffering, only, BI Arum was so happy because Habibie looked very worried. That means, Habibie still cares about women.

"Master don't worry. That's what happens. Let Aunt make some ginger tea. Mr. temenin aja Madam. If you can't give me medicine, sir. Let's not get used to it."

"But what is it like? My wife won't do anything, will she?"

The smile of the knot returned. "God willing, papa. Ooiya, ask the Madam what she wants, usually the woman who again comes that month really likes to eat chocolate. Not yogurt can either."

"Yes, I bought it first, Bi. Titip my wife for a minute!"

"Good, Master!"

Habibie rushes, taking his car keys to buy what his wife might want. Again, he looks like a fool for not knowing anything.

"Ask Ali!" he murmured so that there was no misunderstanding, no wrong purchase and no wrong take something that if his wife does not need.

Meanwhile, Kiara who just came out of the bathroom again sat on the edge of the bed. The woman was much fresher because she had taken a shower and changed clothes. Her eyes grinded, looking for her husband, but Habibie was nowhere.

"Kan ... he's outrageous!" kiara lamented. "What is the difficulty of nemenin doang, weigh the stomach aja very difficult."

A rough breath came out of the woman's mouth. He lay sideways on the bed, hugging the bolster hoping that the pain could slightly disappear.

Instead of disappearing, after waiting for almost 30 minutes, Kiara felt an excruciating pain. The woman turned to the other side of her body, pulling the drawer on the nightstand to pick up her painkiller.

"No! Don't drink that!" Habibie screeched from the direction of the door. Hurriedly he approached Kiara, the pouch in his hand he dropped so that his hand could snatch the tablet from the wife's hand.

"Ngapain. Kiara needs that, Mas! Balikin!"

"Can't be Kia. Bi Arum want to give you ginger tea. Don't drink this. I've brought snacks too."

Habibie held up the bag of white crackles he had placed on the bed. "Choose what you want. I don't know what to buy."

Instead of thanking her, Kiara frowned. The woman leaned against the bed while looking at her husband with her eyes pinched.

"Here it is!"

Kiara moved her hand asking Habibie to come closer. The man did what his wife wanted. Closer then lowered his head, Kiara's hand raised and he put it on the husband's forehead to check something.

Habibie looked very confused. He doesn't know what to answer. What's wrong with him? There is a side of her that makes Kiara think that she has a disorder.

"Why?" asked Habibie innocently.

Kiara's head shook. "No papa. Not so!" sahut Kiara's. He went back to grimacing, squeezing his lower abdomen which was indeed very painful.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Look Bi!" sahut Habibie's.

Bi Arum also entered by bringing in a small bowl containing a potion that had no idea what it contained.

"Let me just Bi."

"Good, Master!" said it. "Cepet healed Madam. Don't be too tired and don't stress too much!" Bi Arum said that while glancing towards Habibie. Kiara who knew that held back a smile. Indeed, all this time that makes him dizzy is Habibie. The refrigerator man who now even throws himself. Either because of the shock or how Kiara did not understand.

"Thank you, Bi!"

"Together, Madam!"

Bi Arum came out of the room, while Habibie was sitting on the edge of the bed. He helped Kiara to drink the potion that Bi Arum gave her.

"He's got hands, too, Mom!" ketus the woman.

"I never said you didn't have hands. Drink this, soon I have to go to the mosque!"

Kiara's eyeballs twisted quickly. He opened his mouth asking Habibie to fill it with a potion from Bi Arum.

"Not good!" kiara said as she closed her mouth. The woman really did not know what the taste of the liquid was. "I don't want to, Mom!"

"Lho .. This has been made Kia, drink to heal quickly!"

"But not good!"

Habibie exhaled slowly. The man glanced at left right, looking for a way for Kiara to quickly finish the potion.

"Okay, just gini."

Habibie took the yoghurt from inside the white crackle he was carrying.

"The baby is drunk immediately, do not breathe before this runs out. Mas hold the yogurt abis potion is exhausted, you eat this yogurt!"

Kiara thought for a moment. No way, he wouldn't be able to do that.

"Here you go, a spoonful of Bi Arum, a spoonful of Yoghurt!"

Astagfirullah ... Habibie shook his head. Just this time he saw a sick man, wanting to heal, but a lot of nego.

"Oh yeah, I'm helping!"

Kiara smiled because of that. After everything was finished, Habibie asked permission to go to the mosque. He left Kiara alone. The woman also lay down to rest her body.

However, when her eyes would be closed, Kiara's phone suddenly shook, with her weak hands, the woman took the phone on the nightstand, picked up the phone and then she stuck it in the ear.

"Assynnya!" Kiara.

"Wa'alaikumsalam. Sis. Sorry to interrupt, this is Gibran. I heard from Ali Kak Kiara is sick? How is he now, brother? I'm the same Ummi went there!"

Ekhc ... Kiara kept the phone away from her face. "Is this guy on the wrong side or what?"