
After Papa Wira was handled, Iam resigned and entrusted his Papa to Mami Dona. "Never try to see Lila. You guys I don't allow. Sorry" he bowed his head before them.
Papa Wira just wants to talk in between his weakness. But, Mama Dona held him back to rest without thinking about anything else. Just spoke again, after Iam came out of the room.
"Don't add any more problems. I'm tired, Mas. He always acted, as if he was the truest among us."
"The experience of life, taught me about everything, Dona." replied Papa Wira, who was lying with an oxygen hose on her nose.
"Sometimes, it's like that. Just because you feel older, you feel more experienced and more proficient in everything. No, Mas. It would be wrong to think so. Others will have their own life experiences, need not be taught, how to handle everything. They'll understand, because they've experienced it."
Papa Wira threw his fist on the pillow, held his chest and set the rhythm of his breathing. His chest trembled violently, especially when he heard his wife, not even defending him at all about this. He felt alone, and had no support. He could only close his eyes, trying to calm himself from what he was experiencing today.
***
"Siska, arrange the office as best you can. I'm going to the hospital with Lila."
"Good, Sir. I understand, so you just focus on Mom." replied Siska, then turn off the phone. His job is so much, to represent his boss in various activities. Fortunately there is Nuri, as a representative of Dona who can be invited to work together.
As planned, Iam returned to Lila. Miss Marni and Om Agung were there. The hospital was deliberately separated, making it a little longer to get to its destination.
*
"Lila no papa. But, how come Great Om here? What's up?" asked Lila, shriveled by the position that has been set semi fowler.
"Om here, there's a project, just now. Stop by Mom's house, make coffee." she replied, consistent from the beginning of the agreement. "How did you get to this, why?"
"Ehm, Lila soy sauce. Also, I guess because I was late to eat. Nungguin Mas Iam, the schedule is really bad." lied Lila, covering the problem with the in-laws. Unbeknownst to him, Iam heard the words from behind his entrance. "You, even cover up my family's disgrace. Thanks," heptily.
"Eat him, Lila don't like waiting. Kan Mas already said, if the laper, yes immediately eat." said Iam who came in to him. "Well, how do you sit?"
"Maybe, same doctor. Anyway, it's half sleep. Lila's head is dizzy, if the fall continues, Mas." he replied.
"Where is the dinar? Why isn't there?" tanya Iam, glancing at the entire room. "So, Lila asked for some porridge. But, it looks like it's far away. Lila doesn't know, if Mas wants to come."
"Yes, I'll call you back here." Iam took off his suit, and sat leaning on the sofa with his legs he put up on the table. Lila looked at him, noticing Iam who looked tired and depressed. But she had not asked, only letting her husband rest in peace this time.
" Said she would call Mba Dinar, but fell asleep." Lila's smile, which was anxious looking at her husband from a distance. He finally asked Hp Iam, and contacted Dinar himself.
"Yes, I got the porridge. Hold on again, Mba there." replied Dinar.
"Yes Mba, be careful, huh?