Trying To Be Faithful

Mahmud sir

"Our wedding is soon, you don't go to work at the diner."

"Oh, yes. Speaking of restaurants, I'd like to ask you something, Mas."

"What?"

"Where are the employee data? I need the address of one of the women there."

"Who?"

"Mira. He resigned from there and I had little need for him. Must be the address on their personal data, I called but it's not active."

"Resign up? No one's resigned to my feelings."

"Masa? But he said he resigned the time of the day what yes I forgot."

"Kok can any employee come out without my knowledge anyway? He ran away time."

Blurred?

"It's on my computer in the workspace. You open the employee data file. Password of his computer's date of birth."

"Huh?"

"Why?"

"When do you know when my date of birth is?"

"I know everything about you."

Hasna smile. Even so, his mind remained fixed on Mira. If he did come out, why didn't the letter of resignation reach Raden, if what Raden said was that he ran away, why did he run away? He was avoiding what exactly.

Hasna's mind was full of questions.

"It's over."

"Ah, yes."

"Why? What were you thinking about earlier?"

"It's nothing, Mum. Oh, aye. Tomorrow I'll take care of Shaki and Nay's school transfer papers."

"Hm."

"Our marriage statement is over, isn't it, Mom?"

"It."

"Yes, I came down. You be careful on the street, and don't dare scold Airlangga at home."

"Yes, Madam. Do it!"

Hasna laughed at Raden's respectful attitude.

cups!

"See you tomorrow" Raden said after peeping Hasna's forehead.

"Be careful, Mommy."

"Yes." Yeah."

Hasna waved after she got off, ushering in the departure of her future husband. Down the small alley to the rented house, Hasna kept thinking about Mira. Until he realized people were crowded in one of the small houses.

"Sorry, Sir. What's up, huh?" hasna asked Settlement, one of her neighbors who sells meatballs in front of an alley.

"That, Mr. Mahmud. He wants to be taken by the rescue team to the hospital."

"Mr Mahmud?"

"Mother ...." Shaki and Nay run to him.

"God, mother's children. Waiting for your mom to come home from work?"

They shake their heads.

"Thank you, ustadzah. I am often a pain."

"It's okay, Mom. I'm happy they always accompany me at home."

"Oh, yes. Who is Mahmud?"

"He's a paralyzed elderly. His feet are rotting due to diabetes. Now there is a rescue team that likes to be on social media to bring him. He said he wanted to be taken to the hospital."

"Oh my God, I was busy working until I didn't know there were sick neighbors."

"It's okay, Mom. Working mothers also worship for the children's living."

"I'd like to take a look there for a minute."

"Yes, can. Please."

Hasna tried to break through the crowd in order to more clearly see what was really going on. Hasna was shocked when she saw the true state. The house is slum, smelly, and narrow. An old man was sitting there. People wearing the same uniform were dressing Mr. Mahmud who was bare of the lower body.

"Sorry, you're the rescue team?" hasna asked one of the men in uniform.

"Where is this father going to take him?"

"We want to take him to the local general hospital."

"I happen to have a hospital as well, what if he was taken to my own hospital. I will give you the best facilities for him."

"Mom has a hospital why just take her now?"

Questions that made Hasna embarrassed, embarrassed because all this time she was insensitive to the surroundings and busy on her own affairs.

"I'm busy taking care of the kids and the others. I'm new here too, so I just found out that Mr. Mahmud is here."

"What's wrong?" ask someone who wears white clothes with black pants, he is not wearing a uniform like the others.

The man who was talking to Hasna explained what happened.

"Thank you, Mom. I'm glad you're involved with our program."

"Yes, equally. We'll take him there, but I can only help to the extent that I can't take care of him during treatment."

"It's okay, Mom. Our team will take care of the rest."

Hasna and her children were in the car of a man in white clothes named Ridwan. Mahmud and the others were in an ambulance.

Hasna and Ridwan talked a lot about Ridwan's program during this time. That he had no purpose in living with money that might have been countless.

On the way, Hasna tried to contact Raden, asking Raden for permission to take Mahmud to his hospital.

"Yes, of course. Later the driver will meet you to give me my debit card."

"Yes, Mas. Thanks."

While talking to Raden, Ridwan coughed.

"That's who? A male? are you with a man now?" asked Raden who was still on his way to his house.

"Oh, yes. This is Mr. Ridwan, he's the-"

Tut Tut Tut

"Kok dead?" tanya Hasna looked at her phone.

"What's up, Mom?"

"This is again talking to the heart. He doesn't usually think this."

"The battery's out of maybe."

"Yes, it could be."

Not how long they got in front of the ER. Hasna and Ridwan got out of the car, followed by Hasna's children.

"Mass?" Hasna was surprised to see Raden already standing at the door of the ER.

Raden pulled Hasna's hand so hard that Hasna hit Raden's body.

"Why, anyway?" ask Hasna.

"Don't whip each other, remember that." Raden whispering. Hasna laughing.

"What's? Why?" raden asked with his face annoyed but looking very adorable.

"Don't be angry, I won't turn away, honey."

That annoyed face turned into a shy blush as Hasna called out to him dearly. Hasna was getting anxious to see her future husband. To divert the atmosphere, Raden approached Nay and Shaki. He took the two and took the children to the cafeteria.

Hasna entered the ER to see Mr. Mahmud's condition. Apparently he's being treated by a medical team. Hasna waited outside the curtains for not wanting to disturb.

"Then anyway? So the patient was taken with his future wife, Mr Raden?"

"Yes, that's where people stink again."

"Maybe they're carrying a rasp from the side of the road. It's a team that likes to be on social media. I want to help the displaced people."

"Don't they know this is an elite hospital? Why try to bring it here. Why not take him to a public hospital. Disgust know."

Hasna's chest rumbled to hear the conversation of the officer who was sitting at the desk especially the officer.

"Excuse me." Hasna approaching.

"Yes, Mom. Can we help you?" ask the officer kindly.

"Sorry before, did you two recognize me? I was standing here and hearing all your words."

"I'm sorry, but .. whose mom is it?"

Hasna saw the name on the officer's clothes.

"Oh, you're Ratna huh? Meet Ratna, I am Hasna, his future wife Mr. Raden. Thank you, thanks to you I know how my husband's employees are doing here."

Ratna and her friend were surprised to find out who the woman who had been standing in front of them had been.

Hasna smiled cynically before she left leaving the two medics busy toothed.