The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

Gippong

A few days passed, and Hafisa and the baby were able to be brought home. Qiram was looking for two domestic workers, one to take care of two babies and Hafisa, another to clean the house and cook.

They came at 6am and came home at 8pm, according to Qiram's request. Gippong's condition is getting worse, he coughs and even bleeds, has been taken to the hospital, there is no development and just crushed and taking medicine, added Gippong always ask to go home. Wouldn't want him to be treated just walking.

Doctor Aini Farha, almost daily asked by Qiram to come to his house, check on Gippong. Qiram forgot his golden urn for a moment, due to circumstances. Hafisa who was still weak from giving birth, there were two babies, then a plump girl, a sick cat human, making him focus his attention at home only.

Jecky was asked by Qiram to check what he wanted, needed by architects and builders Qiram in the automotive and residential companies that he would make the place of Hafisa's agency later, health clinics, and the, and animal clinics. As for Lil O, after cooking a lot of food for the breakfast of the housemates, he went straight to his shop.

“How are you doing, Gippong?” Qiram was very anxious, since Gippong was sick, he was getting worse, he had always been a human, never again a cat, he was only in the room accompanied by an infusion.

“Lil O cook porridge, mixed fish with squid, there are cucumber slices also on it. Eat first yes, I bribe,” Qiram is stirring warm porridge. Usually, Gippong really likes all kinds of fish, squid, and cucumber vegetables.

Gippong's lips looked pale and chapped, his eyes were soft. He nodded and accepted Qiram's bribe.

“I'm sure you're cured, come on, eat a lot.” Qiram fed Gippong slowly. “Come, eat again! Let's get well soon!” Only four mouthfuls, Gippong did not want to eat anymore, he tried to lie back down.

“Gippong, you must eat, otherwise eat, how can you recover.” Gippong ignored Qiram and still chose to lie down.

Qiram relented, put down the bowl of porridge and helped Gippong lie down. Straighten the infusion that had seemed to falter, until blood appeared to rise above the infusion hose.

“Young Master,” call Gippong slow and weak.

“Yes, you want something?” ask Qiram.

Slowly Qiram touched the chapped pale lips, slowly kissing the soft lips of Gippong with a feeling of love towards his. Qiram had no idea what feelings he had for Gippong, which he must have loved this sick woman so much.

Gippong was a gift given a golden jar to be his friend, when he first met, the cat looked pityful, he slowly cared for with love until his body became healthy and fat, he said, then turned into a plump human after meeting baby Prince and Mr. Jecky.

He felt, Gippong is his, until sadness rippled in his chest, he could not ignore this sick cat-man.

The kiss given by Qiram was soft, loving, until some strange scenes just flashed in Qiram's mind when colliding with Gippong. Qiram was surprised and intended to release the lips.

However, the kiss could not escape, several pieces of the scene continued to pass, showing a beautiful girl dressed in royal princess dress, ordered to meet her, but calamity came, until a hard blow on the chest of the beautiful princess landed.

The blow gave off a glittering golden light, The beautiful princess had turned into a black cat with four white-haired legs. The journey of the cat continues to be shown, until it meets Qiram and .....

When Qiram saw what happened, he looked at Gippong who had closed his eyes while crying, slowly disappearing like a firefly, golden yellow.

“Gippong! Gippooooooong!!!” qiram shouted echoing.

The last piece of memory, he saw something scene that made his chest so tight, he was drowned limp.

Outside the door of the room, Mr. Jecky had arrived and wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a light that forbade him from entering, so he stood there waiting. He waited long enough for a loud shout from Qiram. And at that moment, Jecky knew what was going on, he closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, as if reciting a do'a, his lips comat kamit.