Trapped in Love Razia Pak Police

The Part 53

After getting permission from the doctor who handled Ceisya, now the girl looks more cheerful. Assisted by Zafran pushing a wheelchair and followed by Mother and her sister in the back, Ceisya seemed to smile repeatedly. Actually, there is no need to use a wheelchair. But, the Om who really maksa Ceisya to use a wheelchair. He said not to be tired.

Ceisya just resigned to sit in a wheelchair pushed Zafran towards the park.

"Tante if you want to go to the cafeteria please. Let Zafran take care of Ceisya." said the man looking for a chance alone.

"No. Aunty here just see you guys."

"Mother, I want to eat meatballs in the hospital cafeteria like good. Yes, Bun??" persuade Rizki who began to sensitive conditions.

"Hummm. jaudah, Mother of Temenin."

Seemed the man was breathing a sigh of relief, looking at the sister of his beloved girl with a grateful look.

"Mother stay huh? If there's anything call me."

"Yes, Bun. Take it easy, there are those who take care of Ceisya as well." replied the girl calmly.

After the departure of Mother Nai and Rizki, the man looked a little free. Pushing the wheelchair up to the park chair.

"Eh! Don't rise. Just sit there quietly." said Zafran began to be protective.

"Come, Om. I just want to sit in that chair." Ceisya reply began to pity.

"Just sit together."

"Or anyways! Get you, Om." Ceisya's grumbling started to get upset.

"Don't squash dong. His face is not bent. Gomesick." the man was anxious himself.

"Either, the person I want to sit there what's wrong anyway?"

"Not wrong. Yaudah, I'm wrong." the man resignedly let Ceisya sit in the garden chair. The man helped.

"Move this doang deck, Om. Not to move nature." chirped the girl was anxious.

Zafran did not respond to Ceisya's words.

They sit side by side. Only silence is felt in the absence of a conversation.

"You go home, Om." Ceisya's fight made Zafran glance at him deeply.

"Please conditioned his eyes." rebuked Ceisya without being hounded by the man.

"Would you like to go home?"

"Yes, Om. Very wishy. Bored here, the cooking is not good. Hambarr." he complained dramatically.

"But, if bribed tasty not? Especially bribed me?"

"Medes!"

"Emang."

"Norgin."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hmmm..."

"Going home from the hospital, how about if I make sure you meet someone?"

"Who? Your future wife?"

"Even have met."

"Well! Congratulations, Om. May I be known sometime."

"You know."

"Oh yeah. If you know who?"

"In front of me ... Ceisya Aliyana Raquel, my future wife."

Blusses

"Kok shy?" ledek Zafran's.

"Who is ashamed?"

"You. That's red cheek."

"It's hot, Om." Turned the girl over.

"If so let's go inside."

"To the room." replied the man of origin.

"But! Ome."

"Kok omes anyway. Hayolohhhh thought of what?"

"Son, don't think about anything. I wonder why the sky is blue."

"Because the sky is beautiful as your name."

"Does name?"

"Yes. To the guy it doesn't seem like."

They kept joking. Talking together remembering good memories. Zafran tetiba turns into bucin.

"The ring can't come off, can it?" ask Zafran who now holds Ceisya's hand. Grasping that wiggly finger.

"It looks like it, Om."

"Is it because of the smallness?" guess the guy.

"No, Om. It's even fitting."

"Not the ring is too small. But it was you who were more and more excited. Unyel-unyel wants it right now."

"Don't!"

"Why?"

"There are people."

Now the man looked into his eyes. Her beautiful smile was clearly printed.

"If it's quiet, it means it can?"

"Not really. The sins!"

"Yyadje. So I want to keep halalin let's not sin."

"Hot. Mending in! I'm satisfied, right?" the man continued speaking.

"Yes, Om."

Zafran again pushed the wheelchair that Ceisya was sitting in towards the room he was being treated in. Arriving there apparently Mother Nai and Rizki have not returned from the canteen.

Zafran helped Ceisya up the bed. Set the lying position to be comfortable.

"Om, you're not coming home?" asked Ceisya staring fixedly.

"So, the story again ngusir me?" reply the man insinuated.

"No, not that, Om. It's been here from morning. She's not looking for Aunt Tina?"

"Why are people being sought?"

"Can humans. Ghosts do not need to be found. Do you want to be a ghost, Om?"

"You know what, really want to. The ghost that keeps haunting you." - Zafran.

"But! Since when did you become flirtatious, Om?"

"Since this moment and so on. I hope you don't mind."

"Don't mind. Lha wong didn't say anything."

"If you're raised to be my wife do you mind?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why?"

"I'm still young."

"Good dong. Let's be young mama. Trus later if the child matures to look like Brother Adek not mother child."

"The problem isn't that, Om."

"Trus what?" ask Zafran kepo. He pulled his chair closer.

"Sorry, Om. But you're too old for me."