The Cost of Trust

Two ductile feathers

"You go first to my room, that's my mom's car."

Imah also agreed to go to Diandra's room first.

"Well...!", said Aziz.

"Hey.can be together."

"Yes mah, Aziz from home clean the room first. God willing they can go home later."

"Owh.... Thank God if so, mama seneng really."

"Yes yuk mah!", Aziz took her mother's hand.

As he passed through the hallway, someone called.

"Tante Farah ..!", mama searched for the origin of the voice that called her name.

"Yes?", asked Mama. Aziz stopped with his mother.

"Hey Ziz?!", said Feby.

"How's Aunt?", asked feby.

"Good God."Mama ate me, maybe all asking about the woman in front of her.

"This is Feby ma, Aziz High School Management.This hospital belongs to his family." Aziz tried to explain.Fear of mama thinking that is not-no.Mama nodded.

"Oh yes Ziz, would you like to see Lo's wife?", asked feby again. In his hand was a gift box.

Aziz looked at mama, asking for her approval first.Mama nodded.

"Let's go.", take the mama.The three of them walked to Dian's nursery.

"Sir.I can carry Diaz every day. Gemsin really" said Imah beside Diaz's crib.

"Yes, but not now. Although the doctor said Diaz was good and strong despite being premature, but that age is still vulnerable."

"Yes mbak, but Imah had also taken care of her baby brother mas Ali you mbak."

"Oh yeah?Ali's your ex?", I asked.

"Former opo mbak.Imah is only a maid, masiyo dating the same employer.It's mah only in the novels mbak."

"So, how's your relationship with Ali?".

"Not how."

"Yayamu mah, ntar if mbak sahutin use Sundanese language you are confused you know."

"Hehehe is mbak."

The door to the ward suddenly opened. Mas Aziz and Mama entered with a woman.

"Where is Di, all right?", said my mom.

"Alhamdulillah. Diane will be able to go home. Diaz's a strong son ma."

"Yes, I'm strong as the mother." Mama rubbed my shoulder while smiling.

"Hi Dian, I'm Feby temen Aziz." Feby extended his hand to me. I'll welcome that hand.

"Here, a little present for Diaz." Feby handed the gift to me .

"Thank you mbak." I received the gift from his hand .

"Em..your wife is beautiful also yes Ziz." Feby said a compliment in front of my husband. Whatdoes thatmean?

"Yes, Alhamdulillah. My beautiful wife is born inwardly", said Aziz while gently rubbing the top of my head.

Mama and Imah were looking at my Diaz who was still sleeping in her crib.

I smell bad smells.Mas Aziz must know I realized something is wrong here.

"She's been seeing Feby for a long time, she's meeting SMA mas." Aziz tried to explain it to me.

"Yes Di, we used to be so close.Aziz was a good man."

Uhukk....Suddenly he coughed.

"Why?Do not cough up Diaz" I asked Imah.

"What if I anterin you guys, all let me know the address of the house Lo Ziz!", Feby offers a ride.

"No need to feb, thank you. Mama and I brought their own cars" Aziz said.

"Owh.okay....Your son is so funny, Ziz", praise Feby again.

"Yes, Alhamdulillah." Mas Aziz only said that.

"Okay, I'm back. Cepet recovered huh Dian!", he said.

"Yes, thank you again."

Feby nodded while smiling.

"Lo Ziz, I'll stop by sometime."Feby requested our address on Aziz .

Mas Aziz was like asking for my approval. Then Aziz told us our home address.

"Nyambi as a census officer huh mbak Feby? Use ask all our addresses" said Imah still focus with Diaz. Aziz and I looked at each other.

"Yes not also Imah, it is wrong if you want to establish friendship with Masmu?", asked Feby.

"It is not wrong anyway mbak, the problem has been seen the seeds of the actor!", said Imah relaxed by still wiping Diaz.

"Imah .. don't talk rich, it's not polite!", said Mama. Just smile.

''No matter what Tan, maybe another PMS so sensitive so."

"Okay Ziz, and all." The end of Feby said goodbye and came out of my room.

"We are sure mas , have you just met him?", I asked.

"Yes dek, mas did not lie.So early in the morning did not accidentally meet him. It turns out that his family owns this hospital. Udah, that is doang.Ask the same Imah. Didn't you?", asked Aziz to Imah.

"Mbooh ga reti."Let's throw face. I guarantee that Aziz has been busted.

"Kan Imah has said, don't ladeni mbak Feby mas. I'm sure there's a certain point he's got. Just be careful if you are cheating. Not just teasing the tease, but the girl too!", so fiery in front of me.

"You're asked what the answer is." Aziz was starting to get upset.

"Mama would do the same thing Ziz. I don't want a second Lilie after this." Mama folded her hands in front of her chest.

"Yes Allah is.dek..udah dong, do not take away the sins of Aziz's past." Mas Aziz was fond of me and my mom. In the midst of this family drama, the door opens again.

"Hi...!", said Lili. How could he be here?The four of us were surprised to see him who had suddenly entered the room without permission. oopss.

"Well, are you here?", asked Aziz.

"Yes nengokin your wife and your son."

"Good wife's son, please come out."

"Hemmm.ok. If it were, I wouldn't have miscarried your son. Surely now I am also waiting for our baby" said Lili stuck to my bed.

"You're not in your right mind Li. Definitely not my son, still!".

"As far as Lo deh ah!", lili placed a gift on the nightstand.

"Yes, if my presence is not accepted here, it's okay to go home."

"Go home, mbak. That, the door is still there has not moved.Mending home, so do not make a riot!", I chimed.

It was Feby, now Lili. Who else tomorrow?What is my husband's charismatic?