THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Sharing Tasks

Ms. Aisyah walked quickly towards the terrace. Seeing the mother so worried, Via walked tailing the mother. Ms. Aisyah immediately approached Farhan and Dr. Haris who were chatting on the terrace.

“Dad, Farhan, there is bad news from Medan. Azka ...” Bu Aisyah's words were interrupted because her breath was panting.

“Azka why, Bun? Try, Mommy calm down first,” said Mr. Haris patiently.

Ms. Aisyah took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

“Azka is sick, now hospitalized. Mr. Candra and his wife are traveling to Singapore. Ardi and Dini are going to college, no one is home. So, Azka only accompanied by ART Pak Candra,” said Bu Aisyah.

“Since when did the child enter the hospital? What pain is it?” ask Farhan.

“Tadi afternoon. Satpam and ART Pak Candra who escorted Azka with the family driver. About the pain, Mother did not have time to ask earlier.”

“Ya already, tomorrow we go there. Pity Azka if no one accompanies,” said Mr. Haris.

“Via is pregnant. Farhan was worried why. What if Daddy and Mommy go there?” farhan Proposal.

Ms. Aisyah shook her head in disapproval.

“You must come. The farm is in trouble. It seems there are people who cheat, embezzling the wages of laborers. You usually take care of employees. You're needed there, Han. Mommy is not sure if your father can handle this problem,” said Bu Aisyah.

Farhan looked at Via who was standing by the door. The woman, who is 28 weeks pregnant, smiled while nodding a sign of no objection. Farhan was still staring at his wife.

“Depart. Via is okay, right. Deck Azka and Grandpa's estate need you. Via insya Allah can handle the company. Edi will soon be back. Mas Farhan need not worry,” said Via assured Farhan. He took a sitting position beside Farhan.

“Good. I'm booking a ticket now. Hope you get a morning flight,” said Farhan. He immediately pulled out a smart flat object from his pants pocket.

“Drrrt...drrttt...” The phone in Pak Haris's pants pocket vibrates. The internal medicine specialist took out his cell phone. Apparently there's an incoming call.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Mr. Haris.

….

“When? Doctor said how?” mr. Haris' voice sounded anxious.

….

“Good, we will be there soon.”

….

“Iya, thanks for the information Mr.”

….

“Waalaikumsalam,” Pak Haris replied.

After closing the conversation, Mr. Haris put the phone on the table. His face showed he was worried. Partial hair begins to bleach.

“What's up, Yah?” asked Bu Aisyah curiously.

“Dad.So the father's driver told me that he was also in the hospital. His blood pressure's soaring. Said father driver 180/90. Currently still in IGD,” said Mr. Haris lirih.

Everyone was shocked and worried. Two of their family members were admitted to the hospital almost simultaneously.

“Those hurts? How to stay with Azka?” mummified Bu Aisyah.

“We are going to the hospital now to see Eyang,” proposes Farhan.

“Good. Come!” bring Mr. Haris.

Bu Aisyah rushed inside to take her bag. Via means to follow the bundle. However, his steps were held back because his hand was pulled by Farhan.

“Where to?” ask Farhan.

“Take bag,” reply Via.

“Not come, yes. I don't want you to do anything. It's already night. Poor grandpa if the mother is tired,” said Farhan while rubbing Via's stomach gently.

Via was silent for a moment thinking about Farhan's request. Finally, he nodded in agreement. Farhan smiled with relief.

“But, please notify Via immediately about the condition of Eyang Probo, yes! Via will not be able to calm down if you do not know the news,” pinta Via.

“God willing later so can the explanation from the doctor, Mas call Love,” whispered Farhan.

Shortly thereafter, Mr. Haris, Ms. Aisyah, and Farhan headed to the hospital. Mr. Yudi drove the car at medium speed.

Via rushed in after the car was no longer visible. His friends asked a lot of questions. Via also explains what happened.

“I'm sorry, Ma'am. How did Eyang Probo and Mas Azka make the deal? Is there an inner bond between grandfather and grandson, huh?” Salsa.

“Hush, appointment time. Want to date?” rebut Ratna while touching Salsa's forehead.

“Auw, sick! Mbak Ratna did not wear about, nih,” grumbled Salsa while wiping his forehead.

They nodded in agreement. While waiting for a call from Farhan, they chatted about various things.

After nearly an hour, the phone they were waiting for came in. Via immediately received a call from Farhan.

“Assalamaicum. How is the condition of eyang?” Via is impatient.

Via seemed to be listening to the explanation over the phone well. It wasn't until five minutes that the conversation was over. Friends of Via stared questionnaires.

"Eyang hypertension. Breath tight. Possibly his heart has a problem. He's waiting for a heart specialist tomorrow. Mas Farhan is coming home soon" said Via.

"Mas Farhan didn't wait for Eyang Probo in the hospital?" Ratna wonder.

"Mas Farhan is leaving for Medan early tomorrow. Father and mother did not come to Medan tomorrow, waiting for eye development. Sharing tasks."

The three looked at each other then nodded. They are concerned about the condition that the Via family is experiencing.

"I went to the room to prepare for Mas Farhan's needs. If tomorrow, fear of hurry, even some are left behind," said Via.

"Yes, go! After finishing the straight break. Bumil don't get tired. Poor debay," said Mira.

Via moved from his seat to his room. He immediately took the suitcase and put Farhan's clothes in it.

Just finished, Farhan is back. After his greeting was answered, he approached his wife who was pulling a suitcase.

"Love is okay being left alone?" ask Farhan. There was a worried tone tucked in his tone.

"Who said it himself? There are Mbok Marsih, Bu Inah, Pak Nono, and Pak Yudi. Tomorrow or the day after Mas Edi may be back. Hubbiy doesn't have to worry. Make sure the condition of Deck Azka is also the grandfather's plantation. Please, yeah!" said Via calming.

Farhan hugged his wife. It was hard for him to leave the woman he loved. Especially now that they are carrying their baby.

"Get our son well! Love don't get tired, yeah!" whispered Farhan.

"Yes, God willing, Dedek is fine here" said Via, stroking his distended stomach.

"Can you look? I want to be left for a few days. Can, huh?" pinta Farhan is hopeful.

Via chuckled at Farhan's expression. He nodded.

Farhan smiled broadly at the green light from Via. He immediately lifted Via's body and laid on the bed. Furthermore, they perform worship that only halal couples should do.

The next morning after returning from the mosque, Farhan immediately prepared to leave. Via who has taken a shower first checks the needs of the husband.

"Love is neat? Want to get to the airport?" ask Farhan.

"Yes. From the airport directly to the office. Can, huh?" Via blinked his eyes making Farhan anxious.

"Don't! Mas so lazy to go, nih," Farhan reprimanded.

"Eh, can't stop. Hubbiy has to go. Don't pity Dek Azka?"

"Yes, yeah. Yuk, we'll have breakfast!" bring Farhan.

They went out of the room to the dining room. They were carrying suitcases and bags.

"Mas has contacted Mr. Hasan, Mas's secretary now. Later send the contact. If something is important, please Love who handles Kencana Group, yes!" pinta Farhan finished breakfast.

"Yes. God willing Via can. Hubbiy take it easy, solve the problem in Medan!"

"Ready, Mrs Farhan! It might not be a week there if Deck Azka is not severe" Farhan said.

They came out after saying goodbye to the ART.

"If the problem of plantations is complicated, how?" ask Via worried.

"Om Candra's three days home. If Deck Azka had improved, Mas still went home. Let the plantation be settled by Om Candra.

"O so."

The journey to the airport is very smooth because the road is still empty. The plane was not delayed either. Waiting until the plane takes off. There is a feeling that comes with flying a plane.

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Seriate

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