The Cost of Trust

Feby situation

The X-ray showed that my leg had a slight fracture, just not too severe. I take enough medication regularly so that my injuries recover quickly. Mas Aziz took me to our car.

"Your motor is mas?"

"Udah, don't worry. Fai's men have delivered home!"

"Oh...!"

"Other times, I don't want you to go anywhere by yourself. It should be the same!"

"Yes dear....! Uh, Diaz how's it going?"

"Yeah, you still have stock in the freezer, right? I asked Imah to warm her up so Diaz wouldn't fuss."

"Oh, thank goodness!"

"You know the deck, who's following you?"

"Followed me?"

"Yes, there's a witness who said that a red car was deliberately stalking you. Until you're like this."

"I don't know!"

"Yes, just rest. When we get home, we take care of Diaz."

"I can do it!"

"Can you carry Diaz with a cane?"

"I don't know!"

"Udah, I can take care of Diaz. You're breastfeeding enough!"

"Okay .oke.bos!"

****

At home, I saw Imah sleeping holding Diaz on the sofa in front of the television. Mas Aziz intended to build Imah, but I prevented it. Maybe Imah is tired of taking care of Diaz and worried about my situation.

"You rest in the deck room. When Diaz wakes up, Diaz takes a bath."

"Can you?"

"Can! relax on deck!"

"All right."

I also lay in my bed. Luckily my wounds weren't too bad. Just a few blisters on my leg and forehead. But, not too bad. My feet can still be controlled.

Sure enough, by the time I woke up Diaz was already in the shower position.

"Look, you've woken up, son!", said Aziz.

"Mother's son is handsome!", I said as I grabbed him in my arms.

Diaz immediately sought her right to be breastfed.

"You took a bath?", I asked.

Not yet answered the same Aziz, Imah has gone into my room.

"Where is mbak! Who is afraid that until Diaz slipped in the tub because his father was trembling to bathe in the tok!"

Mas Aziz rubbed his nape while grimacing. Gayamu mas.mau bathe my little baby.

"Thank you Mah. I'm sorry to keep taking care of you."

"Yes not. mbak mbaknya most Imah dear!", said Imah hugged me.

I also patted Imah's shoulder slowly. Fortunately there is a baby here, what if there is no one. Aziz would have been confused himself.

"Bak Di's okay, right? Doesn't mean that nothing is bad, right?"

"Yes as you can see, your mother is strong mah hehehehe....!"

"Ah..mbak Di, make us anxious to know no!"

"Yes, sorry yes. because mbak ngeyel want to use your new motorcycle, mbak so this way. The ends trouble you."

"Relax, we are always with you!" said Imah with her pedal.

"But a moment again are you brought with you kang Dadan, we can not both like this, right?"

"Ah..mbak In...Don't stay away from you."

"Enak aja, sono far away. It's good to stay here all the time. Your husband is a Soto noodle. Time to ride in the house of the pulsator!", said mas Aziz fierce.

"Iiih ..mas Aziz lho nyebeli tenan!", said Imah manyun. If they are joking, they do not think it first. Will there be any heartache or what, my goodness!

"Yes wis, eat first. It's cooking!"

"You cook mah?", I asked in doubt.

"Come...Make fried shrimp Pete, clear vegetable, same flour tempe."

"Can you cook Mah?"

"Take the deck first, doubt that Imah is cooking!", said Aziz.

"Don't underestimate the value. There cobain first. Be careful if you continue to eat it!", Threaten Imah.

"who's house? Whose food?"

"Yes you know....! But if no one's cooking, is it food?"

"Udah deh, you two are the work of Mulu noisily? They are both old too!"

"Her son mbak, Aziz aja the old. May you be young!"

"Dih.meningan mas lah, feel old already gruntasain young first. Well you, you're not necessarily old!"

"Imah, the age is determined by Allah. It may be taken with Allah you first later, or later you first!", I said testing the foresight. While Aziz mas is still cengengesan.Seems like the new Home 'ngeh' with my speech.

"Yes Allah mbak..sama dong Imah first!"

Me and Aziz couldn't help our laughter.

"Wes.wes..let us eat the cuisine of chief Siti Khotimah mas! Mubadzir is cooked!"

"Yes, it's okay."

I put Diaz in the stroller and pushed her to the dinner table. Magrib's in a minute, so I won't let Diaz in his own room.

****

At the hospital, when Fai came home.

That's Farhan's mother, right? She why? What pain?

Fai saw Feby had just come out of a special room, and it just so happened that the doctor he knew had just walked out of the room.

"The room!", call Fai.

"Hey, handsome ustadz!", greet doctor Damar.

"Assynnya!"

"Glambeach!"

"Whether this is sir ustadz?", ledek damar.

"Lagak Lo! Uh, that lady in the wheelchair was patient Lo, right?"

"What is the answer to gue!" said the mastic.

"Oh.iya, I.abis nemenin Diandra, he was in an accident."

"Who? The diandra? Diandra..the former Lo?"

"Yes!", replied Fai briefly.

"Wouldn't Dian have married Aziz? How can you go to Dian? Is Dian divorced from Aziz? You're turning it around with Dian?"

"What the hell is Lo Dam! Yes, it is not. They're all right!"

"Lha, how can you keep Lo Dian, not her legs?"

"I happened to meet Dian in an accident!"

"Waw... such a deliberate coincidence!", said Damar.

"Lo don't think macem-macem. You know I love to die with Dian, so I'm not married. But, nothing in my dictionary to call people!"

"Hahahah..eat love Fai! There is no other rich woman!"

"Don't talk about me, I just have Feby's mistress patient Lo?"

"Miss Fai, not mistress!", said Damar.

"No, she's never married to have a child!"

"Where is there? It's still single bro! Do you want deketin? Don't be, he's chronic!", said Damar smothering his own mouth.

"I mean Lo?"

"No! This is a patient secret . I can get it if I take my doctor's oath!"

"Dam, how bad does Feby hurt?"

"Well I told you bro, it's a patient secret. You're nobody!"

"But , I should know Dam. It's about the future of his son!"

"Whose son?"

"Feby's son is!"

''But..was he married?"

"Udah Dam, I know his son and ex-husband very well."

"But, he said the balloons were married!"

"The story is long Dam. And from Lo's origin, Feby's son and ex-husband are neighbors with Aziz. And they want to be in-laws, you know ?"

"Aziz's mother?"

"Udah ah, confused I'm clear of her! I just want to know, what's the pain Feby is? I don't want any regrets later. Kasian Farhan, Feby's son."

"Do you know what specialist I am? You still ask me!", said Damar Manyun.

"OK..but..what is it? All this time I've seen him, he's been fine!"

"Lo sees him often?"

"Not often, never a few times!"

"Yes.he had chemotherapy. That's all I can get to Lo!"

"What direction?"

"Yes.that's it, ah...gue is still a task! Next time talk to us again!"

"Okay.yes it's there!"

Doctor Damar leaves Fai. There were many questions in Fai's mind. Did he have to convey Feby's situation to Farhan and Dadan? Like whatever Feby is, she is Farhan's biological mother.

Ah...why should I interfere anyway? Mumam Fai's.