AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 112. DA3A

Singapore.

Aiswa rushed into Mama's room when she was about to take medicine, without the girl commanding her to go up to Mama's bed and hugged her and cried.

"Aey, why? didn't you want a salad to the cafeteria? ... Jo?" Papa was astonished by the change in attitude of his adopted son. His hand was still holding the medicine bottle for his wife.

"That's Sir, hmm just met ... Amir."

"Huh, is that right? whereabouts? this hospital?" ask papa again.

"Yes, Raden Arya Tumenggung Danarhadi was treated intensively since yesterday and happened to be the same doctor, Doctor Rayyan," said Joanna.

Papa saw the intense bead of his wife's eyes, hoping that she would understand his point.

"Pa's." Mama shook her head, understanding what her husband meant if she wanted to move herself to another hospital.

"Aey, it's flying tonight, right? continue the dream first yes if indeed fate wants to be said if it will certainly arrive," Mama wants Aiswa not to regret in the future.

"But Ma, it's not safe for my son." Papa seemed to disagree, they could meet again. Not yet, because Papa has held a promise to someone to help Aiswa achieve his wish.

"Pa, don't hurt my Aeyza .. Let her go, my Aeyza isn't the Aey." Mama tightened her embrace.

"Papa understands ... Aey still wants to continue the dream or stop here baby? Papa and everyone will support your decision."

Mama rubbed her son's head gently full of affection. He knew very well that his heart still had not turned to the figure of the idol man, his first love.

"I just miss him, miss him .. It hurts Ma, Pa," Aiswa sobbed.

"Geez, my mother's child, yes dear can cry ko .. cry first to be satisfied," Mama still hugged him tightly even though his left hand felt a little pain because it had been installed infusion.

Geck. Geck.

"Good Morning, how are you today, Miss Rosalie?" Rayyan entered the room, accompanied by a nurse beside her.

"For the Doctor, when does the therapy begin? I can't wait to go for a walk with my daughter again, "soon Mama.

"An hour from now ... Miss Aeyza why? Ko's going up to Mama's bed? Sick too?" he was surprised, even though his attitude was very cold.

"She is indeed sticky to her Mama, Doctor .. her senewen kumat," Papa teases Aiswa.

"Has anyone been sick when they fell?"

"Fall where Doc? ... Jo?" Papa looked sharply at Joanna.

"That master .. I told you about that," Joanna could only code.

"Geez, where's Aey sick?" Papa followed anxiously, the child also did not recover properly.

Aiswa shook her head, still sounding a sobbing from the girl even though she buried her face on the shoulder of the mother.

Rayyan, who saw the woman she liked so protected by her parents, felt touched.

Perhaps his stubborn disposition and a little judes because of his mother's father's golden son.

Why Aey? it feels like just falling like that won't make you like this .. What makes you cry bitterly? what kind of sadness are you experiencing?

Doctor Rayyan examined Mama, making sure her condition was stable even though Aiswa was still in her arms.

"Miss, later tears run out loh .. time will be replaced use water gallons will weight it carry." His god while checking the rate of the infusion liquid so that the next hour had been slightly reduced and the medicine he injected had reacted.

"Aeyza if you cry for a long time, no one can be dim .. so let him be like this, will fall asleep after being tired and when he wakes up he will usually tell a story." Mama apparently recognized the habits of Aiswa little by little.

"May be drowsy if so, if you need a friend to confide, I'm ready 24/7," he chuckled followed papa.

"Drive thru donk .. can be aja nih mode, inget wife at home Doc," Papa's replacement teasing.

"Kosong Tuan .. keys to my house seem to be held by Miss Aeyza," he replied no less mode.

"Eaaaaa.." continued Papa followed by the laughter of the two men in the room over their small talk to tease Aiswa.

"Well, see you in the next hour, I happen to be overtime today so I can accompany you .. I'm sorry Mr. Hermana ... Miss," he stared at Aiswa at a glance.

Hmm, so is that your custom Aey? Ok, unyielding Rayyan, move on.

Danarhadi Room.

Doctor Rayyan examined the Tumenggung when Amir was muroja'ah beside him. Heedless of the Doctor doing his job.

"Oh Ok," Amir replied only briefly.

Oh my God, my heart is restless, what's wrong?

"Den Mas, why?" Kusno is sensitive, because it is not usually Ndoronya like this.

"Somehow, my heart feels bad, sir."

"Monggo continued if so, usually Den Mas will be calmer afterwards."

Maghrib.

Amir chose to find Mushola in the hospital to be more free to fulfill his obligations. Because in the room there is Pak Kusno who faithfully accompanies the great-grandfather.

After finding Mushola located on the second floor, he also performed Maghrib prayer there.

A few minutes later.

Aiswa prayers maghrib in the nursery room Mama then say goodbye because it will go to the airport. He stopped at a park not far from Mushola, near the exit while waiting for Joanna to pick up a car in the basement.

He looked at the thick jumantara which was only decorated with a few stars up there. Clumps of clouds still appear to be marching over the goddess of the night, the light this time is not so strong illuminate makes Aiswa feel that maybe the moon was dimming like his heart.

That girl again, what is she doing.

Amir who passed the park, somehow interested when he saw the old maroon girl, reminded him of the figure of Aiswa during their first meeting in Semarang.

Aiswa raised her head up, spread out her hands and hugged her body tightly. It was as if he was thanking the universe.

Amir smiled looking at the girl from a distance, his heart warmed up instantly even though he was just observing from behind his body.

"Butterfly hugs .. transfer your energy, so peaceful," he said as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he did.

O Allah, ease all my affairs.

"Miss, let's go."

Aiswa was still enjoying what she was doing, unknowingly, her watch was clearly exposed while doing Butterfly hugs.

After the action of closing his eyes following the girl in front of him, Amir opened his eyes slowly.

The clock? it's not, like mine and Aiswa.

Joanna realizes that someone is watching them, and pulls Aiswa's hand in search of a hiding place.

Aiswa who is unaware of what is happening can only follow where Joanna will take her.

"Miss, get changed, hurry."

Amir lost track, he ran out of time because he had to turn the park to be able to chase where they went. He just wanted to make sure of something.

And Aiswa just realized, when she came out of the toilet alone with a very different look.

Speckled teracotta gameplay is combined with white sneaker and pashmina dangling on the back, plus a casual hat covering his head. Don't forget the brown glasses have been perched on his nose.

Aiswa's ayu face is covered by a matching colored mask, passing side by side with Amir who is still looking for her whereabouts.

Qolbin. I'm going first.

Deghs. As if time had stopped.

The aiswa? Rohis? Why does it feel so close?

Their feelings are still stuck with each other.

Joanna brought Aiswa's suitcase through the other side of the road. He glimpsed to see the Miss across there able to pass Amir naturally.

"Sorry Miss .. I feel like I know you just don't remember from where." (i think I know you but somewhere)

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