The Perfect Happiness

S2 - Eps 36

Tika POVs.

We headed back to the ICCU room joined by Mama, Jerry and Nita.

"Papa nyariin Tika," said Jerry.

Everyone looked at me, "Well, what am I?"

"Yes, Papa was looking for you, mending you in now, son?" mother's Advice.

Without thinking much more. I exhaled slowly and then stepped my foot into the ICCU room.

From a distance I saw Papa who was lying weakly with an oxygen aid in his nose. The sound of a pacemaker engine also decorates the atmosphere in this room. Had stopped my steps at that time, at first glance I felt like dejavu.

It was like seeing my old Papah. My legs were limp, I collapsed, my brain was screwed up like a piece of software that needed to be reinstalled.

"Sorry mom, Daddy?" ask a nurse who came to me.

I took a lot of breaths and exhaled many times, "Yes no papa."

The nurse helped me to stand up. I looked back at my in-laws. As long as I am married to Jefri, I am grateful, I can feel back the affection of a Father.

I strengthened my footsteps to get to Papa. With the help of the nurse earlier, I finally arrived next to her.

I touched Papa's fingers slowly, so he wouldn't be surprised. Papa opened his eyes, smiling to see me.

"Pa, Papa .. "give me a smile while smiling at him.

Papa held my watch tightly. He patted the couch softly, hinting that I should sit there, I understood.

"Ga papa, Ma'am. Sit aja ... I stayed, Mom? If there's anything, just press this button. Excuse me." the nurse said kindly.

I smiled at the nurse. Then look back at Papa. I sat down on his side. Slowly, Papa opened his oxygen mask.

"Pa-papa wants Dul, don't replace Papa's side po-side" said Papa terbatas.

I couldn't bear to see her breath, smiling I put the oxygen mask back together.

"Ma ... Papa don't think about it first. What matters now is healthy. Papa's focus is the same on Papa's health, huh?" shirihku.

Papa nodded slowly, "Pa-pa wants pu-lang."

"Yes, Papa must have gone home if Papa's condition had improved somewhat. That's why you have to be strong too, right?"

Not feeling a grain of tears appeared in the corner of my eyes quickly, falling freely soaked my cheeks. I spontaneously embraced my father-in-law. He's too good to me. Even when our house was not finished, he eagerly helped us to take care of everything so that our dream house could be completed on time.

Not to mention he always contacted me via Whatsapp messages, just to ask how my life after marrying his son.

My crying turned into a sob. Slowly my father-in-law rubbed his hands gently over my head. I was nostalgic, feeling the caress of a father's love again.

'I miss Papah, ' my inner self.

Shortly after, I tried to hold back my grief. I got back up and sat down, I wiped my tears. Papa Atta smiled at me in his transparent oxygen mask.

'I really miss, Papah, ' my inner self once again.

The nurse came back, told me my clock was up. He asked me to say goodbye to Papa immediately.

"Pa, Tika get out first huh? We're all outside waiting for Papa. So you don't have to worry." I said.

Papa nodded his head slowly. I smiled then left, leaving Papa who was back to rest on his own. The nurse immediately escorted me out of the ICCU.

" Loh why are you? Papa, what's the talk? How are your eyes red? Papa's mad at you? Papa, what are you? Let me tell Papa!" jefri firmly shook my body as I made it out of the room.

I grinned at Jefri, "I'm not papa," I said as I brushed off his arm and sat down next to Mama, "I just suddenly miss Mamah at home."

My mother-in-law looked at me in wonder.

"How long have you not seen your mother?" ask him suddenly.

"Em .. last saw ya weekend yesterday, when we had lunch together, Ma."

"Gosh, but you call every day, right?"

"Call but just a little," I explained again.

Plakk!!

Suddenly Mama Alena hit the arm of her son, Jefri, who was standing in front of me.

"Aw, Maa! Sick," cried Jefri.

"You are how you are, you are home now. Meet Mamah Ida, tell me if Papa you go to the hospital," said Mama.

"Trus?" ask Jefri.

"Here, already, go home there. Swab! Later tonight come back here again. Mama same Nita can handle kok,"

"He picked up Jordy, all of you changed clothes." explained Nita.

"Oh."

"Here you go," push Mama away.

"Yes, we went home first. Nit, nitip Mama with Papa huh? If you need any phone calls," Jefri told Nita while shaking hands with Mama.

I did the same thing, saying goodbye and shaking hands.

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"You're not the ringleader of the kangen Mamah, are you?" guess Jefri while in the car while starting the engine of his car.

I looked at him, "Do you know?"

He exhaled, "I'm your husband, we don't know just a few days before marriage."

Now that I was breathing rough, I looked straight ahead, "I miss Papah. Wiggling Papa inside earlier, is very similar to when Papah I was sick. Suddenly passed out, exposed to oxygen. I'm talking hard ...."

Suddenly Jefri pulled my body, taking me in his arms.

I didn't want to cry anymore, but as usual, in her arms I couldn't always pretend to be strong.

My tears fell without me noticing.

"I'm sorry if this situation makes you sad" he said, rubbing my cheek.

I let go of the hook, "We go home first, okay? I'm gonna take a shower."

"Yes," said Jefri softly as he kissed my forehead.

During the trip Jefri and I did not talk to each other. Jefri only held my hand even though occasionally on the loose just to move the transmission lever of his car.

When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom to clean myself up. While Jefri threw himself on the bed, resting for a while.

"Darling, we went to Papah's tomb first huh? Just to Mamah's house. How's it?" jefri proposed when I came out of the bathroom.

I was stunned when I heard his words.

"Can?" many wonder.

"How come, why not?" he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, "You have a wish, whatever it is, tell me, let me know, so we can talk to each other, huh?"

I nodded, she hugged my body tightly and kissed my shoulder.

"Aren't you the laper? It's 1 o'clock this time," I asked as he slowly pushed his body to release his embrace.

"Lumayan, we'll eat out."

"No! I'm cooking, you take a shower."

"Yes yes, shriveled."

Jefri kissed my eyes again and went into the bathroom.

I immediately got dressed and performed my feminine ritual. Wearing casual clothes, applying body lotion throughout the body, dressing up and styling hair that I deliberately stall and then I pinch with pause.

Then I went straight down to the kitchen. Cooking and preparing lunch for my husband.

"Emmm.. Fragrant. What are you cooking?" jefri shouted from the room.

Yes FYI, our bedroom is located on the top floor, coinciding with some of the kitchen land below. And our bedroom doesn't have doors like most rooms. So once you climb the stairs and get to the top floor, your eyes will be immediately suguhi with king size springbed and some other furniture in our room.

"Capcay cook equal fried chicken. If you go down please bring my same bag with my phone on the bed, baby?" my door.

Jefri was seen coming down the stairs with my request. Then walk up to me at the kitchen set table.

"Emm, this is good." I put my bag and my cell phone on the kitchen table.

"It's better than the cuisine outside" I said confidently and served the dish to Jefri.

Jefri laughing. I quickly picked up dishes and rice from the magic cooker. Then put it in front of him.

"Honey, ask for a hand wash container dong, already this really pewe," he asked in a grin.

I took a container and filled it with water from the washbasin. Then put it near him. Jefri washed his right hand and ate fried chicken.

"Well prayer?" my many.

"Udah, in the heart."

I laughed, and then I ate with him. Sitting next to her while occasionally glancing at her, seeing how greedy she was eating my dumplings.

It was good to see my husband eating well. What else if whatever kind of cooking menu that wife cooks for him. Without commenting on the taste is too salty, sweet or tasteless..