
“Sorry, if I make you recall that wound,” Hanif said as he wiped Kinan's tears with his palm.
There is nothing more painful when the old wound opens again. If it is a physical wound, simply being given medicine will heal so easily. Unlike the wounds in the heart, which will heal with the heart as well. However, Kinan was afraid that if he opened his heart, it would hurt again.
“It's okay, I'm the one who is too crybaby,” said Kinan by trying to smile.
“It's late, come on, let's go home! Aunt Aisyah must be waiting for us.”
Kinan nodded, both of them stood up and walked hand in hand towards the car. When it was almost there, there was a biker who almost hit Kinan. Hanif, who was aware of it, immediately pulled the girl of his heart until the two fell on the side of the road.
Kinan's current position was above Hanif's body, the views of the two meeting. There is something that cannot be described. Their bodies felt stiff, very difficult to move. As if there was a slight movement, it would eliminate the beauty in plain sight.
Their faces were so close. The eyes of both of them were so sharp that they pierced into the heart. Unknowingly Hanif and Kinan brought their faces closer together. Both breaths are getting heavier. It is hard to describe each other's feelings.
Until the voice of the people around who come to help, make them realize. Kinan immediately woke up, as well as Hanif. Both seem wrong. How could they forget that they were currently in public. Almost both of them did something unspeakable. Fortunately, people saved him.
“You all right?”
“It's okay, sir,” Hanif replied with a little nervousness. The man grimaced a little when he touched his elbow, it turned out that there were blisters there.
“Your elbow is injured, preferably treated first.”
“No need, Sir. It's late, we have to go home soon. Thanks for your attention. We excuse you, assalamualaikum,” said Hanif who immediately invited Kinan home.
The girl nodded and thanked the people around her. He followed Hanif into the car and left the location.
During the trip, both of them were silent. They are still ashamed of what happened. Until Hanif's ringing made Kinan turn his head. The girl felt guilty because of all this because of her. If he was more careful it would definitely not be like this.
Kinan was also annoyed with the motorcyclist who just ran away, without apologizing. The girl will also not demand anything, but at least as a good rider, must be held responsible if you make a mistake. Not just run away and leave the victim.
“Mas, we should find a pharmacy first, it's your elbow needs to be treated,” said Kinan.
“It's okay, later only. I don't want to destroy Aunt Aisyah's trust for coming home late. Aisyah's aunt was eager-wanti, can not go home late."
“It's still nine o'clock, Mas. Anyway Mama must understand.”
“Whatever the reason, I don't want Aunt Worry.”
Kinan no longer spoke. It was also free to argue with the man. Hanif was very stubborn, no matter what he said, surely the man would not be affected.
After a long journey, they finally arrived at Kinan's house. Hanif actually did not want to go down, but the girl insisted on the reason her mother was waiting. Sure enough, Mama Aisyah and Papa Hadi were sitting in the living room.
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam, have you guys gone home?”
ask Mama Aisyah.
“Iya, Aunt. I want to deliver Kinan,” Hanif said.
“Come, sit down first!”
“No need, Aunt. I just go home.”
“Don't first, dong. You have to cure your elbow, later infection,” between Kinan.
“What's wrong with Hanif's elbow?” mama Aisyah asked as she looked towards the elbow of the man.
“You habit, if the road must be daydreaming, until you do not see the road,” scold Mama Aisyah.
“It's okay, really, Auntie. It's just a small wound,” interrupted Hanif.
“Do not underestimate the wound. Kinan is right, your wounds must be treated first so as not to get worse,” said Mama Aisyah. “Kinan, you take the medicine in the middle room. It's in the drawer to the right.”
“Yes, Ma." Kinan immediately took the medicine box where his mother had indicated. The girl returned and handed the medicine box to her mother.
“Kok, handed over to Mama, yes, you dong Hanif her. He fell too because of your nolongin, why even be given to mama?”
Kinan only scratched his neck which was not itchy. Inevitably, he ended up sitting next to Hanif and treating the elbow of the man. Otherwise, his mother would have nagged him all night and would not have let him rest. It was not that the girl did not want to treat Hanif's injuries, but Kinan felt ashamed because of the incident earlier. Even now his heart is getting nervous and nervous.
“Aduh!” hanif Nint.
“Be careful, Kinan. Slow down," said Mama Aisyah.
“Iya, Mother. This was also slow, Mas Hanif was excessive. He said it was a small wound, but it grimaced as well, "grunts Kinan. This is because Hanif did not want to be treated outside earlier and now, look he got a long lecture.
“You can't do that. Although the wound is small, but also if diobatin must be painful. Don't talk much anymore, you just treat Hanif.”
Kinan rolled his eyes lazily, but still continued to treat Hanif after he finished, the man said goodbye to Papa Hadi and mama Aisyah. It's been very night too, it's not good too late in people's homes.
*****
“Mrs Zayna,” call a nurse.
“Iya, nurse, I'm here,” Zayna says.
“Please come in, the doctor is waiting."
Today Zayna accompanied by her husband checked her contents. Ayman is very much looking forward to today. For the first time, he accompanied the wife check. The man was already impatient to see how his future son was doing.
“Good morning, Mrs Zayna and Mr Ayman,” greet Doctor.
“Good morning, Doctor.”
“What was outside weighed by her weight?”
“Already, Doctor.”
“If about complaint, what do you feel at the moment?”
“No complaints whatsoever. I'm eating, Doctor. I'm afraid of getting fat.”
“Mother is pregnant, her weight gain is natural, Mom. Origin is not too excessive. From what I see, your weight Is Still normal, so no need to worry.”
“Thank God then, but now I'm a slacker. He wants to sleep and eat. It's very different from the old me" said Zayna who felt sad.
As a woman who from childhood always revolves in the kitchen, there is a different sense when she is now reluctant to touch the kitchen tool. Everyone did not mind, only that he himself was annoyed.
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