2 Flower Stalks
Go home

Insha has finished carrying out various examinations in the gynecologist room, Hanafi also faithfully accompanied him.

USG has also been done but the results are not yet there is life in it.

Now Hanafi and Insha are waiting in the cafeteria for the final results of all the checks he has done. They chatted about the state of the father, also slightly interspersed with the temptations of the two if they had discussed about the Insha examination earlier also the discussion about a baby.

"Hmm.hopefully all the results are fine.."

insha muttered softly while devouring the melted brown ice cream in her mouth.

"Of course, what's going to happen to you baby.all will be fine.."

Insha smiled looking at Hanafi while continuing to devour her favorite ice cream.

"Darling.you have brought food for Salma's brother.."

"This is it..."

he pointed at some plastic bags next to his desk.

"Yes already..you go to my father's room first yes.I want to go to the toilet for a while.later the doctor will tell you that the results have come out.."

"Let's catch up with me soon.."

"Yes dear.."

Insha has left Hanafi and the ice cream cup that has run aground completely.

While Hanafi stayed Insha until he entered his father's room not far from the canteen, Hanafi passed as well.

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The next day, Insha rushed to prepare to go to the hospital to replace Salma who had been waiting for her father overnight in the hospital.

His mood is now cheerful, because in the afternoon his father will be allowed to go home, of course still with strict supervision paramedics who always come to his house every two days. Insha also felt happy and relieved because the results of the examination of the contents that he did yesterday were all in good condition.

Based on the explanation of the doctor menstruation can be late coming maybe because of hormonal factors alone, the doctor has also given drugs to encourage the menstrual cycle to be regular again, also provide some vitamins for Insha so that the pregnancy program that is on its way immediately succeeded.

Not only that, Insha must also be diligent in exercising and maintaining his diet, eating nutritious foods, vegetables and fresh fruits must be on every menu. All the meal schedule has been arranged by the hospital nutritionist, they give a few sheets of paper that says what the menu should be in every dish that is eaten Insha, they give a few sheets of paper, and it is given to the kitchen that always cooks food for him.

At 07:00 Insha had breakfast with Hanafi and his aides. Inside Insha's room was fixing the suit her husband was wearing for work, pairing a tie she had just learned through her cell phone, because previously let not to wear it to see people tie it is very rare.

"So look at you, baby.don't keep looking at that flirtatious doctor.or I'll transfer him to a remote part of the country if necessary.."

"Hihihi.ya pity dear.you still remember yesterday..."

"Where could I possibly forget it you even praised his kindness in front of me.."

"Darling.I'm just trying to thank him.I really don't do any more than that.I just love you.."

he said while struggling spoiled, wrapping his hands around Hanafi's neck.

Hanafi also stopped his warning because seeing the spoiled smile of Insha that made him lose the focus of his conversation, he hugged Insha now and a few seconds later kissed Insha's lips gently.

The activity was running for quite a long time, until Insha took it off.

"Darling you'll be late for work.."

"Hehe..sorry.you're the one who teased me.."

"Why am I ..."

"Yes, you tease me with your sweet lips.."

"Observe ye yes.."

Hanafi caught up with Insha running out of the room while grabbing her briefcase.

The car had arrived in front of the lobby of the hospital entrance, today Hanafi chose to drive his own car without being delivered by Mr. Tono.

"Darling.I go first yes.keep yourself well.until you meet later in the afternoon.."

"Yes, be careful.."

Insha's hand was seen until the car disappeared from view.

Insha replaces Salma to wait for her father in the hospital, before Salma came home, Insha had told Salma to breakfast food that he brought from the house that had been specially prepared by Fatimah's mother on orders from Insha.

The time was rolling so fast that it arrived in the afternoon that was waiting to bring my father back home.

Salma had been back since noon, at home she had already prepared and cleaned her father's room.

Hanafi also arrived at the hospital, today he came home early to bring his own father home even though there are many hospital-specific cars that are ready to deliver patients when they go home, but Hanafi refused and chose to drive his own car to bring father home.

All the preparations for going home are being taken care of by some of the nurses there, about the drugs that must be taken at home - food that should not be eaten by the father, also specifically the father is given oxygen cylinders and other medical devices to help breathing if at any time the urgency recurs again.

The tools were specifically sent directly by the hospital later to his home.

With the help of some nurses there father entered the Hanafi car, also given an automatic wheelchair to make it easier for his father to walk around the house if he wanted to.

The car was traveling at a moderate speed driven by Hanafi. Insha was next to the steering wheel while Salma and their father were both in the back seat.

When the road to the village where he lived was near why the father told Hanafi to go in the other direction.

"Son.later in the front alley turn left.."

"Turn left well.not that dad's house is on the right turn yes.."

Hanafi stared at the rearview mirror in the car looking towards his father who was behind.

"Yes yeah.indeed my dad's going where it's afternoon.."

sahut Insha to his father.

"Yes yeah.not that you also need a lot of rest now.."

Salma answered.

"Dad's fine.dad please.turn left.yeah want han..."

All could not be evaded by the request of the father with a voice that still seemed weak.

The car turned left, drove far enough Insha and Salma like no stranger to this road, a road they had not passed for a long time.

As Insha turned to Salma, Salma immediately looked at Insha as if they knew the same direction of thought without saying anything. Insha looked at her father and asked.

"Yes...."

he had not yet asked but as if father understood the direction of Insha's question to him.

"Yes.dad misses your mother..."

with a soft voice and slightly holding back the tears that began to pour at the end of his eyes.

Seriate...