You My Bucin's

28. Pale

"Where are you going to Inspiration?!"

The man stopped his steps and turned his body to face the mother who was looking at him sharply.

"Ilham is going to the hospital" he replied.

"No night out, you have much to learn Inspiration!" reject Rayna.

"Don't finish Ma, I've tried my best, I'm tired of learning."

Rayna's eyes sharpened even more, only this time his son denied his words.

"Do you argue with Mama!?" wrath Rayna. "You're a school mama to be a submissive child not like this!"

Inspiration does not heed his mother's speech, the man continues his steps until in front of the door.

"If you dare to get out of this house, mama will not consider you a child anymore!"

Rayna was too curbed Inspiration and always pressured him to continue learning and learning. Inspiration must give reasons if you want to stay at home Irgi or other friends, namely reasons to do group tasks. Only for that reason could she go out at night and spend time with her friend, other than the reason doing her mama's errands would not allow Ilham to leave the house.

Rayna approached her son and gently rubbed Ilham's shoulders. He sighed then said, "you are Papa's successor, don't let your Papa down. Mama loves you and Mama does not want until you are thrown again to the home where you came from."

Inspiration looks down sad, being a fishing child is indeed sad. Rayna insisted on Ilham as the successor of the Kusuma company, all because Rayna so loved Ilham like her own biological child. In exchange, Ilham had to be a smart child in order to run his papa big company well.

Inspiration is not a smart child he is very bad at understanding the material presented by teachers at school, but because of his perseverance he finally got the first rank every year. But unlike parents in general when the child gets a champion they give something for their son, Ilham was instead given a private tutor by Rayna. He said to make Inspiration smarter.

"Ilham knows Mama is afraid Papa is disappointed, but I'm not Ma's robot" he said.

Rayna gently stroked her son's sad face. "Mama knows you want to be free like everyone else but Mama is also worried about your future later, managing Papa's company is not an easy job Inspiration so you have to be diligent in learning, learning, there's no way Zara's going to continue Papa's company, she's still a kid."

"Well, Inspiration will reconnect with Mama. Sorry Ilham yelled at Mama earlier," said Ilham while staring at the beautiful face of Rayna.

"Now you rest, it's 9 o'clock, it's malem," said Rayna.

Ilham nodded obediently, it seemed like he was indeed destined to live life as Rayna wished, not as she pleased. How could he love Alya while he alone could not love himself.

"Sorry Al, I don't deserve your love."

...*****...

Alya blinked her eyes, her head was dizzy and the smell of these medicines made her want to vomit. Again Alya fainted just because of a red liquid, really lousy! it seemed like he would have to fight this fear of hers otherwise he could faint on every nosebleed.

Make no mistake, Alya is not afraid of his monthly blood, he is just afraid of the blood coming out of his hands, nose and so on anyway besides his menstrual blood.

"Alya you're conscious?" ask doctor Vian.

"Doctors can see for themselves, don't do it" he said.

This Vian is the cousin of his mother Alya so he acts casually with her.

"Why don't you want Al's treatment?" asked Vian with a sad look.

Alya clucked. "Ck, what am I doing Doc for?"

"When are you stubborn like this? aunt Nirma would be very sad to see her son nak-"

"Don't take me! he doesn't love me, why should he care?" cut Alya.

"Males is adding to the burden of life!"

Dokter Vian menghela napasnya, sepupunya ini memang anak yang keras kepala padahal semua orang sangat mengkhawatirkannya, tidak bisakah gadis ini melihat perasaan orang-orang itu padanya? benar-benar kasihan.

"I think your illness is serious, so we have to take some tests so that I don't keep guessing without proof."

"Well, should you guess? anyway I will not give you a gift," Alya replied indifferently.

"You're often hospital talkative because of your frequent fever and lately you've had frequent nosebleeds, I'm afraid you're exposed"

Alya raised her eyebrows. "Why not continue?"

"I'm afraid you're getting leukemia."

"Grtt." Alya held back her laughter, leukemia? oh my God, where's that disease from? where it is possible that a healthy body like Alya is exposed to such a dangerous disease. "Don't take a distance Doc my goodness so want to laugh ngak dengerngenya," he said.

Doctor Vian looked at Alya flatly, this girl is indeed really annoying.

"Makanya let's run a test who knows your disease is not that severe," said Vian.

"Yes, yeah okay. Alya will follow the test so as not to be diomelin continue, tired of the doctor nagging and his nagging more than Resta."

Jeez Vian forgot his friend Alya who was waiting outside worriedly.

"I call your friends first, but they're worried about you."

Doctor Vian left Alya sleeping staring at the ceiling of this all-white room, he momentarily thought about what he felt lately. He felt easily tired, and even the former slap of Ilham last time was so blue when it did not feel as painful as being slapped by Devan or his father. He had to cover his mark with foundation, but fortunately it disappeared over time.

There's no way Alya has leukemia, right?

"Alya!! you're not a gakpapa, are you?" pekik Resta who hurriedly hugged Alya's body.

"Jeez, this hospital is not a forest, where it's gone bad, crazy times!" alya's Nagging.

Resta let go of his embrace and looked at his best friend with a worried look. "Lo really don't know what to Al? your face shoots tau!"

Alya raised her eyebrows, pale? it felt like when he went to Resta's house he was fine, his face looked fresh. Is it probably because he fainted and got a nosebleed?

"Gue will be sick again so naturally if my face shoots," Alya replied.

"But your lips are like a living corpse!" gery chirps with a sharp look from Alya.

"Like me the same! I'm not dating my best friend."

"Do not dong, baperan very lo. Later I buy you lipstick deh let your lips red like duren fruit," persuaded Gery.

Nah!

Restaurant hit the back of the guy's head.

"Where is the red duren!"

"There's beauty! that's why google search!"

"Gue doesn't want lipstick, but I want Inspiration!" shout Alya.