2 Flower Stalks
Restaurants

Father and Salma had been in the waiting room, they seemed to sit down and talk to Aryan's doctor.

Insha suddenly remembered their hands that were still linked to each other, she immediately let go.

"Why did you let go.."

concluded Hanafi who realized the hand that was holding it tightly just disappeared.

"You're embarrassed..?"

I just wanted to show off to that single doctor..

"Hehe.sorry mas not good at seeing father.."

although why do I feel comfortable holding the hand of mas han while walking..

hmm.really also yes.lagian I also kasian same Arya.apa no woman who wants to be with him..

Hanafi is at war with his own mind he imagines how many women Arya approaches, no one keeps feelings for her, no matter what Arya slalu says if she has not been interested in a girl, let alone think of marrying a date she never.

After a brief conversation between Hanafi and Aryan doctor, they came out of the hospital building.

Doctor Arya escorted them to the front of the hospital,there was already a pure white car with a driver inside that faintly seemed to nod its head at Hanafi when a black uniformed man opened the door for him.

The father who first entered was assisted by another guard, then Salma in the follow-up of Insha who sat in the middle seat. While Hanafi was in the front seat close to a driver, they seemed to be talking directly Insha could not hear him.

The car was traveling at medium speed, shaking off the streets that looked crowded at the weekend. Insha sees the streets that have changed completely since he last walked with his father and Salma to just see the urban crowd. Buying food on the side of the road and walking in the park in the middle of the city mixed with many people there.Of course, when his father was still healthy.

Now the street food they used to meet often has changed into small shophouses that peddle various needs, as well as large buildings have been standing there.

hmm...how long have I not visited this street.now everything looks different..

Insha's mind is still busy himself he stared at the car glass next to him and admired the urban streets as well as skyscrapers that lined up neatly.

While his father chose to sit back and close his eyes, feeling the tightness in his chest was much less than usual after completing the procedure for taking excess lung fluid, he fell asleep and drowned in his dreams.

Salma herself did not really care about the situation around, in her heart she wanted to go home soon. Salma does not like to go for a walk, even on weekends she prefers to sleep at home. He looked at his father who looked comfortable and asleep, at the sight of the glass outside the car, all seemed foreign.

This is not the way to go home, where else is this.I really can't wait, I want to go home soon..Salma

Salma was already visibly riled up, she wanted to be home soon because all day she was in the hospital accompanying her father. Sunlight also appears yellowing indicates the day will begin to dark in a moment.

Insha touched with her index finger, whispering she asked

"Insha where we're going.."

Insha's daydream was broken, she saw her brother and looked astonished to answer.

"Where are you going, brother, we're going home.."

"But this is not the way to our house"

Insha looks out of the car and realizes she is getting further away from her home.

They were silent with their minds guessing where they would be taken, Insha or Salma refused to ask Hanafi. They prefer silence.

Sure enough the car entered the small garden area in front of him there was a magnificent building that looked foreign to them.

The car stopped right in front of the entrance, there were already 4 men wearing red and black uniforms, yes it looks like they are officers there, they are all tall handsome and neat. The men lowered their heads politely as the car stopped, and walked over to open the door.

Followed by Insha who came down, heard the sound of the open car door father woke up, he asked in his heart where else this.Want it feels to ask Hanafi, but he was outside, but he was already outside, only Salma was left next to him which helped him to get out of the car.

Before long a man who entered the building was out carrying a wheelchair and approached the father who had been standing limped beside the car.

"Let you please, I will escort you"

The father who was still dizzy because he had just woken up, complied and sat in a wheelchair which was then pushed by the man.

"This is where mas han is.."

walking closer to Hanafi who was waving at him.

"We eat first"

"Eating.." Responds Insha spontaneously.

what a restaurant..what a day mas han eat here.and what it looks like I've seen that logo.but where yes..

Hanafi whispered something to Insha

" Aren't you going to take me again."Alonged with Han's slightly opened hand gives room for Insha's hand.

Insha smiled shyly as she shook her head, without answering a word.

Hanafi chuckled and walked in his wheelchair. He nodded and patted my father's shoulder.

"Dad.let's go in"

"This is where son.why are we going to check again.." looked questioningly at Hanafi.

"Don't dad.let's go in first.we eat first.."

"why should we eat in a place like this, son, we can eat at home.what is not excessive"

"What's wrong Dad.I want to bring you here.let's go in"

Hanafi told the man who encouraged father to walk first.

"Let's go in Salma's.." Han looked at Insha

"Insha accompany Salma to come in first yes, I will follow.."

Insha nodded in understanding and walked in her brother's arms.

Hanafi walked some distance from his car making sure Insha or anyone else did not hear his talk. He contacted someone.

"Hello.what's all done.."

his interlocutor faintly heard answering with a long sentence, Hanafi only listened to a sign of understanding.

"All right, let's finish, I'll be home after this.."

disconnecting the phone one-sidedly without listening to the interlocutor's answer sentence first.

Then he ran small and in an instant lost in the door swallow.

Seriate...