
"Aunty's okay, thanks for watching auntie. You also do not forget to take care of your health, Auntie does not want you to be sick," Kinan said as he looked at Adam who was seen on his cellphone screen.
"It was supposed to be for Auntie, not for me. I've always been healthy, now the one in the hospital is Auntie," Adam said, making Kinan laugh.
The boy was very good at words. He was even made silent. Kinan asked Adam a lot. The boy answered her smoothly, while Hanif was just paying attention.
Actually, the man was still worried about his wife. He was sure something big had happened. However, Kinan tried to cover it up. After arriving later, Hanif will make sure how the woman is doing and by then his wife will not be able to kink anymore.
Anyone who made Kinan wretched, would definitely deal with him. He will not forgive the man, even if the culprit pleads with him. Hanif believes that his wife is innocent.
"Yes, you guys be careful on the road. Aunty wants to take medicine first, so that later when you get home, Aunt is healthy."
"Yes aunty, Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight." Kinan immediately turned off the phone because he did not want to, Hanif asked again about his condition.
Actually the woman could not bear to see the husband who was so worried. However, telling the truth must have foiled his plan. Only three hours left for the husband to arrive. It will pass so quickly.
"Kinan, the nurse just delivered the medicine for you. Try to read, Mama can not see," said Mama Aisyah while handing the medicine to Kinan.
"This mama, who also has one grandchild, can't read anymore" Kinan's lips that make Mama Aisyah snort.
"It's not that you can't read, but you don't wear glasses, if you wear glasses you can too" said Mama Aisyah in self-defense.
"That's it, mah, same thing."
Kinan also read the paper attached to each drug. There are three kinds of drugs there and with different doses. "This is later, Ma. Drink it at 06:00."
"Oh, then, you just put it on the table, so you will not forget" Sahut Mama Aisyah who then asked her daughter. "How was Hanif?"
"Mas Hanif is on his way, Ma. Maybe it's a little night home."
Mama Aisyah nodded and turned to stare at the iron. "Aida, you go home. You need rest, you're still sick. Let my Kinan take care."
"No, I want to be here with you. What if the doctor needs something?"
"You here, here I am, and then Kinan's father will also come. Remember, you need to take care of your health. Didn't you say that?"
"Yes, Ma. I'm fine, there's also Mama Aisyah. You better go home and rest at home, take care of your health" said Kinan.
"Yes, Ma. Let's go home! Later Hanif will also come here, Mama must take care of health. If Mama is sick, then she can't carry a grandchild, how? As Aisha said earlier."
Mana Aida stared cynically at the husband. He did not like what Papa Vishnu said.
"Why did Papa become Aisyah's brain?" Mama Aida pouted as she said that.
"It's not that Papa wants to believe, but what Aisyah said is true. If Mama is sick, how can we carry our grandchildren later. Which is infecting our grandchildren so follow the sick. Better Mama now heal first so, later when our grandchildren are born, Mama can be healthier."
Mama Aida was breathing rough. Honestly, he also wanted to rest. However, his mind was always on Kinan. He could not calm down at all, before seeing his daughter-in-law completely healthy. But what everyone says is true.
He had to take care of his health in order to carry his granddaughter. The woman could not wait for that day to come. Although it's eight months away. Kinan is now six weeks old.
"What's up, honey? Why wait here? Usually in the family room while watching television with mom," asked Ayman as he approached his wife and kissed her forehead.
"Mama's going to the hospital, Mom? I don't have any friends. My aunt also watched television. Yeah, I'm just here."
Ayman was surprised to hear his wife's answer. She thought that her mother was sick, but why did no one tell her. He also spent the whole day at the company. "Why go to the hospital? Is Mama sick? What pain? Why didn't anyone tell me the same?" ask Ayman streak.
"Not Mama, but Kinan. Do you not know? I thought I knew so, I didn't tell you."
Zayna's answer made Ayman even more confused. "What happened to Kinan?"
"So you really don't know, Mom?" zayna asked, looking at her husband.
Ayman shook his head as he said, "I really don't know, honey. What's wrong?"
"What I heard from Mama earlier, Kinan had an accident and is now in the hospital. I called Mama, she said it was okay now. It turns out that there is even good news, that Kinan is currently pregnant."
Ayman's face turned to shine. She did not expect her sister to end up pregnant as well. All this time the man knew that Kinan was waiting for this day. Ayman hopes his sister and nephew are okay until the birth.
"Well! Really am! We're gonna have a nephew soon? but is Kinan okay? Isn't there something fatal about Kinan? Didn't he have an accident? Even to the hospital."
"Regarding that, I don't know, Mas. My mom didn't tell it either. Maybe at this time Mama Aisyah is also still shocked by the incident because Mama Aisyah looks so worried. When he got the call, he just left."
"Hopefully Kinan is okay, let me call Hanif later. Maybe everyone is busy right now."
"Hanif wasn't in the hospital. He's out of town, Mas. Therefore, Kinan had people call Mama, let Mama come to the hospital."
Ayman nodded while thinking. "Means Kinan is okay because he still had time to contact Mama."
Zayna just shrugged both of her shoulders indifferently because she herself did not know.
"Did papa go there too? Dad usually comes home earlier than me. I saw in the company parking lot there was no papa's car."
"It's possible, Mom. In the hospital there was only Mama Aisyah herself. Kinan's father-in-law is ill" Zayna said.
"Let me call papa, maybe they need a friend. It's okay if I go to the hospital?"
"Yes, it's okay. At home there is also Bik Isa."
Ayman smiled as he nodded. Zayna is a very caring woman. "I'm going to clean up first."
"Yes, Mas. I'm ready to have dinner for you."
"No need, just make Isa, you take care of Baby Ars only. Pity him" said Ayman, looking at his son who had evaporated.
Zayna chuckled. His son always invites laughter. No matter how small the movements must look adorable.
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