UNINTENTIONALLY

Episode 162

Steve woke up from his sleep. He saw the clock next to him showing one o'clock over fifty-two minutes. Then Steve looked back, Dinda still sleeping.

His stomach began to feel hungry, even though Steve was lazy to wake up. But the taste in his stomach even more makes Steve can not close his eyes. Forced, Steve had to get up to eat in the kitchen.

It's normal for Steve to wake up at this hour. It's a schedule that may not be rearranged.

When he was about to get out, Steve saw that the son was also awake. A moment later, he sneezed a little. He doesn't make a sound, he usually cries when he wakes up.

“Putra Father is awake also apparently.”

Steve grabs the cool Iqbal playing by himself, then holds him. His eyes were very agile, as if he was not from waking up apparently.

Yet......

“Gosh. Son father.”

One thing Steve never got from his son was a hot body. And Steve got it tonight.

“Fever Daddy's son. How can this happen.”

Steve's worries made him move fast. He immediately woke Dinda, especially the little one from sneezing up to many times. Panic, really Steve started to panic. His son has a fever.

“Honey, wake up. Iqbal fever,” Steve told Dinda.

“Hah.” Dinda forced her to wake up, though somewhat shocked, while rubbing her eyes. “How can it?” Dinda took over Iqbal, then carried him and placed the back of his hand on Iqbal's forehead. “Yes her body is hot,” said Dinda with an anxious facial expression.

“I don't know. After I woke up, I saw Iqbal also wake up. He sneezed a few times after I checked. Body's hot. He also did not cry, I did not know that he had a fever.”

“Oh darling. You shouldn't sleep in a room with dad and mom.—

“We take it to the hospital only. I'm afraid Iqbal why-why.”

Dinda nodded. The right proposal.

Steve grabbed his jacket along with his cell phone and car keys on the table. Dinda had gone downstairs first, holding Iqbal in her arms.

Their steps were a bit rushed, the article this was the first time the little one was hot high.

“Why he didn't cry. Usually if a child has a fever, he must be fussy. Why our son is not. I'm afraid she's why-why. This is her first time fever.”

They've been speeding on the road. Dinda, who was sitting next to Steve, cried as she pleased. Fear has made Dinda panic.

“You are calm. I'm also afraid of the little guy why-why. It's better if we don't panic. In order not to affect the condition iqbal.”

Steve understood it, even he was much more anxious than Dinda. Iqbal was the only newborn son, fearing that Steve would lose him.

Steve sped up his vehicle to get to the hospital quickly. Although the clock still shows early morning, but who cares. Steve puts his son's interests first.

“Speed darling. We have to quickly get to the hospital,” whine Dinda still as much as you like.

“Iya. I'm trying.”

The steering went smoothly, because the road was a bit off guard. Stevie said he would follow, but Steve banned him. His brother was also still awake, he also had time to worry about Iqbal.

At the hospital, lucky. In front of the entrance there are several guard sisters who are still back and forth. Although not crowded, but it is enough to help this worried husband and wife.

“Susters. Please my son. She's feverish. The body is very hot,” Steve said to the nurse.

“Come Sir. Directly taken to IGD.” room

The nurse who handled it, went straight to the IGD room. There Steve immediately put his son on the ward. Before long, the doctor arrived. Thank goodness, god is still dear. The treating doctor is a pediatrician. So he knows how to handle a baby like this.

Dinda looks very anxious, sometimes her tears are already sagging.

“Iqbal is okay,” he said as much in Steve's arms. They were waiting outside, so as not to disturb the doctor on duty. “Iqbal must be fine right.”

“You are calm. Iqbal definitely doesn't do anything. We trust the doctor. Iqbal strong boy, surely he can pass it.”

Steve tried to comfort this already troubled mother. Steve stroked Dinda's hair, and it felt like their world was destroyed when Iqbal got sick.

“We sit down first. We wait until the doctor who handled it comes out.”

Dinda nodded. Steve had him sitting on a bench right in front of the IGD. Dinda was still hugging her husband, the crying had not stopped.

“I'm scared. I'm afraid that Iqbal something happened.”

“Already. Don't think about anything that doesn't. Believe this. Our little one is strong. He must be cured.” Steve stroked Dinda's shoulder. The crying had not stopped, until Dinda got a positive result from her son.

Before long, the doctor who handled his son, came out while draping the stethoscope back to his neck. Dinda quickly interrupted him with a question that this middle-aged woman often heard.

“How's my son doing doc?”

Doctor smile. One hand closed the door of the room. “Do not worry. My Mom and Dad's son have a normal fever. Don't worry about it. In a few hours, the heat will surely go down. This is common, because the immune power of the little one is being disrupted.”

“Does it not harm the health of my son dok in the future?” Steve snatched the doctor's words. He also did not want his son to be diagnosed with a severe illness.

“No sir,” the doctor shook his head. “Do not worry. According to the results of the examination I did. My son is very healthy. This is his first fever since birth. It was natural, especially that he did not cry. Your children and Mother are quite immune to diseases such as this fever.”

That's a quotation mark. Steve wasn't so sure, they could have been misdiagnosed. But not for Dinda. She believed, hearing her son was fine, it felt like the worry had turned into relief.

“If there is nothing more to ask. Excuse me first. Later the son of the Father and Mother will be handled by the nurse. And will be transferred to the baby care section,” said the doctor who wants to pass.

“Thank you doc,” Steve replied it kind of friendly.

Dinda went straight into the room where Iqbal was being treated. Thankfully, the little one seemed to be sleeping rather soundly.

On his son's forehead, a factory-made compress device was installed. Maybe the product is a dehumidifier, and the sisters there have also passed after finishing their work.

“Mother's child why not cry if sick. Kan Bunda can quickly bring Iqbal to the hospital.”

The anxiety began to subside, after seeing Iqbal fall asleep. Dinda waited in the ward of her son who had been moved to another room. While Steve just went to take care of his son's administrative expenses.

“This is the total cost that must be paid sir,” said the nurse administration. “Then with doctor's prescription. You can redeem it at the pharmacy across the street.”

“Good. Thank you.”

Steve reached into his pocket, took out some money. Luckily, he did not forget his wallet.

When finished taking care of the administrative costs, before Steve's heel turned, Steve's cellphone in his pants pocket rang.

“Kak Stevie?”

Steve knew his brother must be worried about Iqbal.

Steve swiped the green button on his phone. Answer the phone call from the woman.

[“How is Iqbal?”]

There were no stale bases, Stevie directly questioned him.

[“Sgratitude.”]

Perhaps the voice behind this flat object, Stevie was massaging her chest, releasing a sigh of relief. Steve heard it so, and imagined it as a form of relief.

[“Then what else. Is my little one diagnosing other pain. Does the doctor really check the health of the child. If not, chek. Don't let Iqbal diagnose another disease. You understand!”]

Kinda chatty. As if she were the little mother. Steve massaged his head, Stevie was demanding too much at half-four this morning.

“I've already confirmed that. Brother need not worry. If there's nothing to say anymore. I hung up.”

[“Hei. I haven't cell....”].

Tut Tut's. Steve no longer paid attention to Stevie's voice there. The phone is disturbing. Steve went back to the room where his son was taken care of. Not far away, just a few meters from the administration room.

“Sayang.” When he opened the door, Steve greeted him. “How is Iqbal. What did the sister say?”

Dinda looked up, her husband figure had returned to her son's room.

There Iqbal lay languid. A little slumbering, and his adorable face made Steve goofy.

“Suster says, Iqbal can come home tomorrow.”

°°°°°

[“I'm not coming home tonight. Tomorrow I have a lesson from morning. I spent the night at Tyo's. Don't worry about me brother.”]

At half-four, Miko was still staring at the message from her sister, Niko. The message was not answered, the answer is definitely Niko will not return.

Miko can't sleep, she plays her device late. The insom was a bit annoying, in the end Miko switched up to the rooftop.

“Have been playing games for hours. Still I can't sleep,” complained Miko upset.

Usually, if it is difficult to sleep. Miko plays the game Consul, because if she plays the game, she will be tired. And tired of it, turned into sleepiness. But not tonight. It doesn't happen, no matter what the laws of nature are.

On top of the rooftop, he leaned his elbow on the roof guardrail. While looking at the building in front of him, Miko rolled carelessly the phone screen.

“You haven't slept Ko.”

From behind her, Selena's voice reprimanded. Miko did not turn her head, but Selena's footsteps were quite clearly walking towards her.

“Why not sleep. Insom?” Selena stood parallel to Miko, she watched the housing in front of her. “Danger if standing outside wearing short-sleeved shirt. Many night winds, later attacked by the wind sitting loh.”

Miko glanced at him slightly, not until her eyes saw the girl completely. “Why do you care whether I insom or not.”

“Because it's pretty clear.”

“We are nobody,” said Miko who understood the direction Selena said. “We are only two models of bridal wear that were found a few months ago. It was nothing more than anything.”

“How about the flowers you gave two days ago?”

“Flower?” Miko remembered. The flower is a gift from Niko. Because one of the customers gave it to Niko, because she had delivered flowers on time and not damaged.

At that time Miko accidentally passed her in front of the mall, and Niko gave it to Miko as a gift because her work career was good. But who would have thought, Selena blinked, claiming it unilaterally.

“You gave it to me two days ago. I think it's pretty obvious. If you peng......”.

“Hemph..

Not yet after she mentioned the incident, Miko directly***** lip of Selena. Until the girl was unable to finish her words.

“Miko. You!” Selena was surprised, Miko suddenly did it. “This kiss........ You....”.

“Flower I gave you two days ago. It's not that I gave it to you on purpose or I wanted to express my feelings to you. But it was my brother's gift that you accidentally claimed,” whispered Miko slowly.

Selena was shocked. He opened his mouth wide, then his memory returned to the incident two days ago. Where the flowers he snatched from Miko — are the flowers of his sister.

“But this kiss!”

Miko did not deny, she tilted her head to the right of the lightning. Followed by both his eyebrows twitching upwards.

“That was my first and last kiss. I hope, after tonight, you will forget me.”

Miko switched, turning her body. Trying to leave the rooftop, without inviting Selena.

But the girl, instead of heartache, rejected Miko. Instead he chased after Miko, then hugged her from behind.

“Thousand times you rejected me. As a woman who's crazy about you. I'm not gonna give up getting your love.”

“Selena!” peekkik Miko's. He forcibly removed the girl's hand, but failed. His hands tied hard on Miko's stomach.

“No matter if the flower is not for me. Or tonight's kiss is a kiss of rejection. For me, you have marked me that I am the only woman in your heart.”

“Selena.”

“Ko....... Can you consider my feelings. This is not an age where only men will reveal their feelings. Women don't wait forever, it's emancipation. Please, I've begged for your love. Reply a little although it does not mean anything to you.”

Miko looked around the rooftop neighborhood. He was afraid that someone would see them.

Safe.

Miko felt that there was no one in this place. Miko turns her body around, Selena is really an amazing girl out of the box.

“Selena..

The girl looked up, looking at the face that called out to her. Seconds later....

“Hemph..

Miko's back to smearing Selena's lips. On the raupnya until the lips of the beautiful model, so he can not say anything. Except—Miko said that she was trying.

“I need time to consider it.”

“You received me?”

Miko shook her head. “I need to try it first.”

“You're serious?”

“We just wait for tomorrow!”

Selena feels excited not a braid. Finally, what he had been waiting for had now come true.

“No matter if tomorrow you will completely reject me. But tonight, you proved that I was the best,” shrewd Selena packed.

Miko chuckles. “You're crazier than my fans.”

“That's all because you—Everything I'm crazy.”