The Stupid Permit Letter

Chapter 8: Silvi Sick

“Tadi man when I said I want a phone lidya why can't I?” Silvie asked again.

“Ya lazy, later he thought we want to do to the forest, takot su’uzon also macem qe earlier,” Yasser replied casually.

Silvi again pinched Yasser's shoulder harder as an impingement of her embarrassment. Silvi's reddened face held the shame behind Yasser.

“Silvi, from here you will first meet my home, qe ku take you home and continue,” Yasser asked Silvi.

“No need, I used to go home on foot from the alley road,” Silvi tried to reject Yasser's offer, when in fact Silvi was very tired with the incident, her fear drained a lot of energy.

“That's different direction blo’on, that's the direction from the left of the house qe, this is the direction from the right house qe, ga papa I inter alja, if ummi qe nanya, say aja honest, just, do not lie to parents, sin,” Yasser lectured Silvi, Silvi did not say much, her stomach was very hungry, she chose silence with Yasser's decision.

Yasser escorted Silvi to the front of the house, there was no one outside Silvi's house. Yasser told Silvi, Silvi just nodded without looking at Yasser's face, to see Yasser's face was still not brave, he was still very embarrassed by his negative thoughts towards Yasser.

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Yasser and Silvi go to school as usual, Yasser never brought up the incident that day, nor did Silvi. Yasser still behaves as usual towards Silvi, but Silvi is a lot of misbehavior when again with Yasser.

“Silvi,” Yasser approached Silvi at his writing desk.

“Iya Sir, what is it?” Silvie asked Yasser.

“Tomorrow I was asked permission with Dad to guard the garden, My father has the same needs as mama to the city,” Yasser explained to Silvi.

“Trus?” Silvie asked again.

“Please write a condolence permit, I do not memorize the way he wrote,” Yasser replied.

“ Yes can't pack my writing, must qe alone write,”

“Can't be me.”

“Stupid.”

“Means I asked to help the same qe, would ya,” Yasser again asked Silvi for help with a clear face.

Again Silvi could not bear to refuse Yasser's request.

“Yes already, I dictated aja, qe who wrote himself, I do not want to risk punishment later.”

“Boleh too, the important thing in ajarin,” Yasser grinned at Silvi, Silvi just shook her head looking at Yasser's behavior.

Silvi spelled out the contents of the letter that Yasser had to write until it was finished, just a signature.

“Trus's signature should be my father's signature?” ask Yasser.

“ya yes,”

“Help fakein daar, if you wait for my father's signature will have to go home first,”

“Emang qe later do not go home?” ask Silvi

“home,” Yasser replied without load.

“Yes later arrived at home qe send the same signature father qe, trus qe between this letter to my house, what a hard thing, it's a letter for tomorrow, not for now,” Silvi explained with high intonation.

Yasser smiled as he scratched his head.

“ooiya forgot me.”

Silvi snorts cynically at Yasser as a form of ridicule, and goes to the canteen leaving Yasser still staring near Silvi's desk.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” Yasser tried to greet her while knocking on Silvi's door.

“Wa’alaikum greetings, uh Yasser, what is it?” Silvi opened the door.

“This aunt, Yasser would like to nitip the same license Silvi for a moment,”

“Silvi has already gone njai, the return will be ready to pray magreb, if you want to be titipin same aunt can also,” replied umminya Silvi.

“By also aunt.”

Yasser handed over his license to Umminya Silvi, and returned home.

“Kak, earlier Yasser came nitip permission letter, Ummi put it on the table brother,” Umminya Silvi said to Silvi who just returned from the mosque.

“Iya mi,” Silvi went straight to her room and opened Yasser's license, seeing that she had Yasser's father's signature there, Silvi folded the letter back, and put it in the bag. And pick a textbook for tomorrow. After everything was done, Silvi went out to dinner with her family, then prayed Isya, watching for a while straight to sleep.

To esokan the next morning.

“Udah brother give me permission same friend brother?” Yasser's father asked after the end of the morning prayers.

“Udah well,” Yasser replied.

“Yes already, Daddy same mom to the city briefly want to buy a washing machine for mom, brother keep the garden for a while, because there are usually naughty goats jumping the fence, because there are usually, later if you see a goat near the fence, you throw it away, because if you have already jumped in the garden it is difficult for us to go out, run there, run here, damaged our plants, and we will not,” Yasser's father explained to Yasser.

Yasser heard carefully, without refuting, if not necessarily his father Yasser would not ask Yasser for a school holiday.

In a different place.

“Silvi gets up, morning prayers, school baths,” Umminya Silvi knocks on her bedroom door Silvi.

Some ketokan has not been answered, Umminya Silvi tried to open the door of Silvi's room and go inside.

Silvi is still wrapped in a blanket. His ummy approached and patted his body Silvi tried to wake Silvi. But silvi hasn't moved yet either. Silvi's blanket on his mother's side.

“Astaqfirullah!” Umminya was shocked to see Silvi who shivered with eyes that only looked white.

“Abi abi, Silvi has high fever bi,” Umminya Silvi calls her Husband, and Abinya Silvi immediately runs into Silvi's room.

“Sister, sister still hear Abi's voice?” Abinya Silvi said as she patted Silvi on the cheek, but Silvi did not respond.

“Mi we take Silvi to the hospital mi yes, Abi out in the car first, ummi keep Silvi,” Abinya Silvi said in haste while taking the car keys, and, and heating the car that has been removed from the trunk, the car door was opened wide.

Umminya Silvi continued to read Al-fatihah in Silvi's ear while hugging Silvi. Abinya Silvi entered Silvi's room while buttoning her clothes in a hurry.

“Ummi wokein Ghiffari, let Daddy carry Silvi into the car, we go to hospital” Abinya Silvi grabbed Silvi's body which felt very hot, and, while continuing to read the verses of Al-Qur’an Abinya Silvi laid Silvi on the car seat, Umminya Silvi also came out with a makeshift shirt on the body, but still remained syar’i, while holding Ghiffari who was still rubbing his eyes because he was sleepy and immediately locked the door.

“Ummi entered through there, so that I could stop his head brother,” Abinya Silvi said to his wife who ran towards the car.

They closed the car door and drove away the car quickly splitting the dim light of the lights on the road.

They arrived at the sub-district puskesmas, Abinya Silvi directly carried Silvi into the ER room.

The nurse and the Doctor who was in charge of dealing with Silvi, the Doctor immediately checked Silvi's condition.

“Sorry sir, the father should we refer to the hospital in the city, briefly let us make a referral letter first,” The doctor said as he passed quickly.