The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Pussy ...

Arriving home, Akmal immediately searched for the whereabouts of Jamilah. He was in such a hurry that he did not see Umaimah's aunt in front of him.

"Gentleman looking for who?"

"Where's Miss Ayu, Bi?"

"In the same back garden as Miss Fariha."

"Thank you, Bi."

He immediately headed to the back garden. There he saw Jamilah was practicing walking again with Fariah. But now no longer wear tools. Make sure to walk slowly by holding on to the fence of houses there.

What a pleasant view. He did not dare to scream or approach her. Then make it a surprise. He observed patiently from afar, the way of Jamilah. Step by step, He walked with Fariah's guidance. Apparently Fariha was tired too, He left Jamilah walking alone.

Basically Jamilah has the intention to heal quickly, the opportunity was used to go further, no matter Aunt Fariha tired. He continued his own training, without by Farihah. At first still holding on to the pillars of the houses. But then he released it. He put his foot on the green grass. Very careful and calculating.

He seems to know that I was there.

"Your brother has come. Where's book?"

Oops, I forgot.

"Yes" I replied in a loud voice. Yeah, that doesn't mean I brought the book, but yeah here it means I heard her screams. He stopped his steps too. Try to stand up straight with both feet.

Without him noticing, my pet angora cat approached him.

Meow ... Meow ... Meow ....

Looks like it wants to be carried.

"Murkey ... Don't be noisy" he said with slightly widened eyes, "Sweet cat, I can't bend down. To carry you."

Funny words make me want to laugh. Could be ... And that cat, why would you want to spar with him. Though usually if there is a new person, he will show his fierce nature or run to hide in his house. Except for me. He will come and ask for it.

My darling cat is impatient. He wants to be in Jamilah's arms soon. Of course want to get his hug. As I always do when I get home.

Astaghfirullah ... Puss ... You .....

He just jumped towards Jamilah. Surprised himself and could not hold his balance. One hand caught my cat and one hand reached out, looking for a grip.

"Go!" I ran to him.

Thank God I can reach his body. Until it doesn't fall.

"Sister!" He glanced at me and tried to stand up again. Although still holding on tightly to both my hands. With a few deep breaths, he did but was not yet successful. Back again I have to prepare as his back. But I salute him, because he's not desperate.

"Be careful."

"Favor, Brother."

He was still trying to stand up even though his body seemed to be swaying. His balance was really tested. Especially with a cat who does not want to escape from his sling.

"Rest."

"Where am I going to rest?"

Really what he said. We are now in the middle of the grass. The nearest bench is 3 meters away. The houses are 5 meters away. That's gonna make it hard.

"Yes already. You command your feet to sit."

"All right."

Even though his feet seemed to tremble he tried to do that, with great care. Of course I still hold on to my arms. His sweat without popping on his forehead as well as his two palms.

"Hurt?"

"No." He must be lying. Seen from his breath that went up and down.

10 Minutes already, he was trying to sit on the grass. It finally worked too. Even with bad breath. Alhamdulillah ....

"Racid?"

"Yes" he replied weakly. Make me heartless and immediately I get the orange water that is available in the small house.

It turned out that since then, he had been watching us and there was not the slightest desire to help him. This is intentional or ....

"Tante is how. The patient is left alone."

"I don't think I'm needed anymore, there's a more skilled nurse. And take care of her with the heart again."

"Ware cut!"

"Have a nephew like you, make you dizzy. Cut the salary a little. Mater!"

"I'm balikin. Aunty should accompany us for a walk now. Replacing negligence for leaving the patient.

"Review, if this doesn't happen again. Shame Aunt has a niece hobby ngejoblo."

"Deal, and pray."

I brought a teapot and a cup of orange juice. And put it on Jamilah's side. Who still plays with my cat. Looks like my cat is happy with her too. Evidently with me being next to him did not want to move one bit from him. It is a coincidence or a coincidence. Enjoy it happily.

I poured the orange juice into 2 cups. One for him and one for me.

"Drink first."

"Favor Brother."

He drank it without turning his eyes to my cat.

Meow ....

"You asked too?" He put aside a little of his drinking water and gave it to my cat.

Nice time you Push ... Stroked, given another drink. I'm the one who's fighting, you're enjoying it. Go ... Go there. I looked at him with glaring eyes. Meow ... He nodded and groaned. Turns out he asked Jamilah for protection. By putting his feet and hands in Jamilah's lap

Don't expect me to take you out. That's time for me.

"Sir, where's the book?"

"Hehehe ... Forgive me brother forgot. For taking that flower for you."

My index finger pointed at the tulips I had placed on the terrace, lined with roses she had brought from the hospital.

"God, that's beautiful. I like it, but where's the book?"

"We're out yuk! A walk."

"Can. I'm also tired of being locked up not being able to go anywhere."

"Wait for me here. I'll get you your wheelchairs and return this teapot."

He's nodding. And tidied the cups we had used into the napan. And stroked my cat before releasing it.

Dong Puss. Now it's time to go back to your room. Okay! ... But you pus. He won't even go after me with his funny run. Until the clinting-clinting sound of the necklace, is heard.

When I brought my wheelchair, he followed me, to where Jamilah was. Anyway, if you are sweet, you can push .... I let him follow me. No, not disturbing.

This time I really wanted to be independent. He tried to stand by holding his wheelchair and slowly sat down. But yes ... frankly with the position I still hold the wheelchair. If not held, how is the balance?

"Favor, Brother."

"Yeah!"

We also walked. And Aunt Farisha. He followed us while carrying the tray, to put in the kitchen. What I don't think about is my cat. He still faithfully followed me, unwilling to return to his room. When we all go to the front yard do not want to escape and always walk in front. What the hell do you want?

Yes .. yes ... You can come with. But you can't be naughty. Especially running away. Because of meeting your girl, like you did a few days ago.

As soon as my car door opened, why did the pus just jump to the front bench. Just beside me.

Puss! ....

Even worse, there was a knock from the back seat.

"Acclite ... Akmel ... It turns out your girl is an anggora," said Aunt Farisha who was immediately greeted by laughter from the two of them. Strand ....