Trying To Be Faithful

Stomach cramps

"Mba Hasna, please help here because Riya' permission not to enter, sick he said."

"Yes, Mum."

Hasna helped Udin make the drink. He also learned how to make good juice, soft drinks and so on.

"Huh, why don't you do the dishes. It's behind a lot of dirty dishes." Ohim suddenly came and scolded Hasna.

"I have no friends, sir. If not helped by Mba Hasna." Udin tried to defend.

"Weigh making drinks only time overwhelmed. Instead of customers having no plates to eat, you want to give them rice paper wrappers? Don't argue, you go back there." Ohim insisted that Hasna go back to wash the dirty dishes.

"I'm sorry, Udin. I have to go back."

"Yes, it's okay."

Hasna immediately went back to help Iwan wash the dishes.

"Lho, why come here? He said Udin didn't have the chance to make a drink?" ask Iwan.

"Sstttt." Hasna put her index finger on her lips so that Iwan does not talk much and just focus on working.

"Where's mira?" ask Hasna.

"So it was called Mr. Ohim but it hasn't come back yet. He was told to get the goods to the back shed."

"Oh."

Iwan and Hasna went back to work cleaning cutlery. Not long after that, Mira came. He did not directly help Iwan and Hasna wash the dishes, but sat on a chair while holding the lower abdomen.

"Mir, why? You sick?" ask Hasna. Mira nodded slowly. His face was pale and sweaty.

"I'll get a drink first." Hasna immediately walked quickly to the kitchen, taking a warm drink for her to give Mira.

"Here, Mir." Hasna gave the glass to Mira.

"So good feeling, why are you suddenly sick?" ask Iwan. Mira who was drinking stopped immediately. He threw the thump and broke to the point of making a noise.

"Mira, what's wrong with you?" ask Hasna. Mira looks angry but she also looks sad.

"Why really? You think I'm pretending not to help you work?" asked Mira with a high voice.

"What the hell is that? Why is it so noisy in the back?" the assistant chef came, and the others came. They were surprised to see the broken glass Iwan was cleaning.

"Sorry, chef. It looks like Mira is sick." Hasna explained.

"If the pain rests in the back, there will be a room there, there is a mattress too. Don't make a fuss here, afraid to sound ahead, ashamed of the customer."

"Yes, Chef. I'll take Mira there for a break."

"Don't! Please don't, Mba." Mira suddenly pleaded while frightened. Hasna obviously felt strange about Mira's attitude.

"Chef, I'm fine. I just had a little stomach cramp. I can work again. I'll do the dishes or help in the kitchen washing the groceries."

"It's up to you if that's the case, just don't make any more noise."

"You rest instead of troublemaking again." Ohim snaps. Mira tries to take refuge behind Hasna's body.

"What's up, Mira?" ask Hasna. Instead of answering, Mira cried hysterically. He's sitting on the floor.

"Eh, Mir?" Hasna and the others immediately approached, and tried to calm Mira who was somehow.

"What is this storm?" Raden's coming. They all bowed politely.

"He why?" asked Raden while looking at Hasna.

"Do not know, sir. She was fine this morning, but somehow she became like this."

"You sick? Let me take you to the hospital for treatment."

"No, you keep an eye on the employees here. Hasna, let's get him to my car, let's get him to the hospital."

Hasna nodded. He took Mira with the others to Raden's car. On the way, Mira was unceasingly crying in Hasna's arms. Raden took her to a hospital that belonged to her family.

"Please handle it right, Doc.".

"Good, sir."

Mira is taken into the ER room, accompanied by Hasna. Raden was waiting outside. Not long after, Hasna approached.

"Udah? What did the doctor say?"

Hasna looks shy when explaining what happened to Mira.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" asked Raden while stroking Hasna's head.

"It's okay, Mom. He's just a cramp because yaaa .. that's it."

Raden looked at Hasna in wonder.

"Ih, don't think about me like that. What the hell are you?" ask Hasna.

"What are you exactly? Asked why even smile is not clear."

"It's nothing. Come on, let's go back to the restaurant. There will be Mira's family here she said."

"It's better not to go to the restaurant, we'll just go to my house."

"Ih, what?" hasna asked in shock and looked strange.

Raden squinted his eyes to see Hasna's movements that had been strange since.

"What do you think you want?" asked Raden in a seductive tone.

"Then you, my dear." Hasna hit Raden in the chest as it passed.

"Jeez, what the hell is he?" Raden Gumam. It's not that Raden doesn't understand, he knows what Hasna is thinking.

Finally they returned to the restaurant.

"Mas, why so slow? It's more of a walk than a car."

"intentionally. After all, if at work you consider me the boss, you also give me a very long distance."

Hasna shook her head. They were silent and busy with their own thoughts. Raden is busy thinking about Hasna, while Hasna is thinking about Mira.

If Mira does have a relationship with her husband before work, why does she still look healthy in the morning?

Hasna muttered to herself in heart.

The woman was shocked as Raden grabbed her hand, grasping it tightly.

"Let it be like this until we get to the restaurant."

Hasna just kept quiet to let Raden hold her hand. He thought back to Mira.

Before going to the barn, he was fine. Why did she go home hysterical like that? Hasna asked in her heart.

What don't-don't? Ah, I can't suuzon. Come on Hasna, don't think negatively.

"Darling, what are you thinking? It's like I'm holding a mannequin's hand."

"Eh, why, Mas?" asked Hasna who did not hear what Raden said.

"I Love you."

Hasna smiled briefly.