True Said Mamah

Chapter 29

"I want to take the bus" Rasmi said, knowing who had pulled him.

Without saying anything; swiftly, Zidan carried the Official on his shoulder. Official thrashed asking to be lowered because of shame seen by the crowd. But Zidan didn't care about it at all. He still carried the Official like a man carrying a sack of rice.

"Mas, don't be rude dong same chick," reprimanded one of the prospective bus passengers who were close to them.

"My wife is stubborn, no matter what her husband says" said Zidan, then smiled at the girl, then stepped towards her vehicle.

"Wahh.tamvanya the babang... Aztagfirullah, call. She was the husband of the person," the girl mumbled at the smile that emanated from Zidan's face.

Zidan closed the car door after sneaking the body inside, then rushed to sit behind the wheel and put it forward.

Officially fixing his sitting position, at the same time Zidan turned his head and his gaze was accidentally fixed to the end of the Official skirt which contained blood spots. Zidan immediately pulled over his car, then got out and took the P3K box he always prepared in the back seat of his vehicle.

"What do you want?" rasmi asked who was still upset, when he saw Zidan standing next to him after opening the door.

Instead of answering, Zidan instead told Rasmi to face him. Zidan opened the medicine box he was holding, then kept it in his official lap.

Zidan then crouched down. Without permission, he slowly pulled the right leg Official and applied the medicine on his knee. After bandaging the official wound, he glanced and found the same bandage covering the left knee Official.

"Why is this so?" tanyanya saraya pointed at the wound on her left knee and looked up at the girl whose right knee she had treated.

The official sighed "It's because of brother!" reply Ketus. Making Zidan cringe.

"Kok me?" ask Zidan confused.

"Yes, if it wasn't because I was chasing my sister, I wouldn't crash" the official replied and then turned his body back to the dashboard of the car. With a hand signal, he told Zidan to shift because he was about to close the door.

Zidan hurriedly opened the car door near the steering wheel, then got into it.

"Oo.so you get hit again with that guy," thought Zidan started to get emotional.

"The name is Idham sak."

The official name of the doctor who helped him.

"Well, yes, have used the acquaintance event apparently," said Zidan with an annoyed look and then drove his vehicle after he turned it on.

"The doctor must have deliberately bumped into you again" he accused.

Officially turned and began to growl.

"You don't know the chronology of what happened, don't bother!" ketus Official does not accept.

"And why should you be angry if I know him?!"

"That's because of me... ."

Zidan did not continue his sentence. He did not want to express his feelings in the current atmosphere.

Silent...

"I crashed the gurney when I caught up with my sister. Big brother the road is fast and I run a little to reach big brother," said Official to reveal the incident; break the silence, then turn his eyes out the window.

Zidan glanced at him, he regretted his treatment to Rasmi. He is guilty of his stupidity today. He wanted to apologize, but seeing the official attitude that seemed reluctant to look at him, he became confused himself.

Zidan parked his car in front of Mamah Yati's pastry shop. Officially get out first. Seeing the official walking limp, he grew even more regretful. He immediately came down and approached.

Instantly Zidan had raised the tiny body of the Official and brought it inside the store.

The official who was shocked, could only stare at Zidan. He wanted to refuse, but he was unable. He also complied with Zidan's treatment.

Once they arrived, they were greeted kindly by Atika, Rasmi's younger cousin who was still in 11th grade.

A month since Mamah Yati was hospitalized, Rasmi suggested that the Mamah Yati store plus one more employee. Official advice was approved. But not someone else who wanted Anan, but Atika's cousin Rasmi who Anan already knew.

"He's Atika, my cousin's sister," he said, because he saw the look on Zidan's face as if asking.

"Hello sister, I'm Atika. Brother must be his girlfriend, brother Official, right?" cerocos Atika origin guess.

"What the hell is that talking about?!" official Sergah glared his eyes at Atika.

"Not to be responded by brother, this child likes to be nyelonong aja, like a road on the sidewalk," said Rasmi to Zidan with a wry smile.

"But I like it, he's stuck like that" Zidan smiled. Zidan's words made Rasmi look at him with a frown.

"Is something wrong?" asked Zidan, advancing a bit of his body.

But got no answer. The official stepped away towards the kitchen.

"Newly uwu-uwu gendongan, kok now cuek-cuekan. Marahan's brother, huh?" chirps Atika, tease Zidan.

Zidan just put his shoulder to answer Atika's question, then followed Rasmi to the kitchen located at the back.

Zidan stared at the back of Rasmi who was busy making cake batter that Atika had not finished doing. He walked over and sat down on the chair there.

"On that matter, I'm sorry" said Zidan, but not officially ignored.

"Would you excuse me?" added ask.

Officially busy with the dough, immediately stopped his activities. He looked towards Zidan who was waiting for an apology from him.

"I can't at least be under pressure. Brother has no right at all to restrict my friendship. I'm free to be friends with anyone I think is good" Rasmi said.

"Alright, this time I forgive brother," said Rasmi, nodding and smiling sweetly, then refocusing on the dough.

"I can ask, can't I?" ask Zidan to ask.

"Ask what?" tanya Rasmi.

"I saw Anan's puffy eyes, he must have been crying. Mamah Yati also looked sad. Actually, what's been going on?"

The official who was asked for a moment thought. He hesitated, told me or not. He did not want others to know what had been experienced by the girl he had considered brother. He didn't want Anan to get sad.

"Do you consider me someone else? I have considered Anan my brother, and Mamah Yati, my mother. Don't you want to tell me?"

"M.. Can I tell you when it's just the two of us?" official Permit, willing to answer Zidan's questions.

The official did not want the story heard by Atika. Because his cousin is not easy to store information.

"All right," agreed Zidan.

"Aren't you going to deliver the cake order at 10?" tanyanya, and embraced by Rasmi.

"We'll just go together, will we?" pinta Zidan, then get out of the room.

***

Anan bellowed and wriggled in his place lying down at this moment. When he woke up, he felt dizzy. He put his head back on the pillow.

"Are you okay, baby?" ask the doctor Sandra who witnessed Anan was about to get up, but it was off, and walk to Anan's wine.

"Anan feels dizzy mah," Anan replied while pressing down on the base of his nose.

Anan's reply made Mamah Yati worried.

"You have a fever baby" said Sandra, who placed the back of her hand against Anan's forehead.

"Suster Mira, please get me some heat-lowering drugs!"

"Well madam," said Sister Mira, then went to the pharmacy that was still in the same building.

"Can I have a fever, baby?"

Doctor Sandra took the thermometer in her white coat pocket, then placed it in Anan's armpit.

"He was raining all night, doc" replied Mamah Yati representing his son.

"Oo.., has breakfast yet?" ask Dr. Sandra again.

Anan intended to shake his head, but with a stagger, he ran towards the sink.

Huuweekkp..

Huuweekkp..

Doctor Sandra and Sister Mira who just arrived, immediately approached Anan and knead softly nape Anan.

Mamah Yati who was also about to approach Anan, was given a code by doctor Sandra to stay in place.

He was worried about his son's condition at this time.

"Did you not have dinner last night, son?" mamah Yati asked after Anan sat on the sofa accompanied by doctor Sandra beside him.

"Sorry mah, Anan forgot," Anan replied. Regretting, has made his mother worried.

Mamah Yati sighed.

"Suster, can you make a bowl of porridge for my son?" tanya mamah Yati asked.

Sister Mira nodded and passed from there.

"Cock dinner can forget anyway, baby?" Doctor Sandra stared at Anan intensely.

"This too, why are your eyes swollen?"

Anan only sighed, then leaned his head that felt dizzy on the back of the sofa. Not unwilling to answer, but he really tried to withstand the headaches and pain in his heart.

Mamah Yati nodded once with a smile as doctor Sandra turned her head towards him. Mamah Yati knew, doctor Sandra needed an answer. And Sandra's doctor could understand the expression she was given.

Sister Mira arrived with a bowl of porridge in her hand and placed it on the table.

"Let me bribe ya." Doctor Sandra directed a spoonful of porridge into Anan's mouth.

Sister Mira smiles watching the doctors Sandra and Anan. They are like a mother and a child, he thought.

So did Mamah Yati, he was grateful, because many loved his daughter.

***

"That's the story, brother," said Rasmi after telling Anan what happened last night, where they were in Zidan's work room at the restaurant, after delivering a cake order.

Zidan clenched his hands in anger. He did not accept Anan getting such treatment. There was a feeling of guilt in his heart, he felt a failure in protecting Anan.

"I'll make the calculations with you. Whoever you are, I don't care" Zidan's inner voice refers to Arya.