Chasing Barokah
MB# 44. JAKA IS THE PLACE TO GO HOME

Shanneta is clean and beautiful now, no longer looking like a madman. The clothes are less material and less moral has been changed with white barong t-shirts, all thanks to the help of Jaka. Luckily the bag containing the equipment was returned by the authorities until he can now preen even if only applying powder and liptin, a little like a human! Than before.

"You take a shower, it's been almost 2 days you've not been here to shower..There are still t-shirts instead?" neta asked, this woman took out a personal toiletry in her bag with one hand and handed it to Jaka. Now yours is also the story.

"Yes," Jaka replied after putting Neta's phone to charge. The phone that had been extinguished earlier accidentally put Neta in a bag in the trunk to make it safe from the damage of yesterday's tragedy, including his wallet and other equipment.

Which parent's heart does not hurt when seeing and hearing the condition of his child like this directly. So did Nilam's mother and Sri's mother.

Seen on the screen of the two mothers' cell phones shed tears especially Nilam's mother when she saw that Neta was helpless only able to lie in bed, wanted to sit and had to be helped by Jaka.

"Mother went to Bali with Syifa?" he wiped his nose water with a tissue. Jaka holds a cell phone next to Neta so that his wife can chat freely with both of them through the vicall connection.

"How about Net? Let's just be easy to keep changing the wait with Jaka?" ask Syifa. Hearing his name faintly mentioned, Jaka participated in the chat, "nothing sis. Do not worry, Shanneta is also better, just waiting for his condition to stabilize so he can be taken home. If moved worry later bother to take care of the admin," replied Jaka.

"A, take good care of his wife. Make Neng Neta, already do not have to work anymore, let alone work," said Sri's mother from the screen there.

"Yes ma'am, do'ain yeah let me get well. Sorry to make everyone worried."

The chatter flowed for so long, with the dominated chatter of Neta, Aqis and Wulan teemed with the mother of Nilam and Sifa. Until the presence of hospital employees who deliver afternoon snacks came to stop the chat Neta and family.

"Good there. When you get home, let's get picked up at the airport."

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Between the cold of the night Kuta Bali, and the quiet atmosphere of the hospital, Neta almost realized because of the discomfort all over her body, believe the position that can only lie too late in this tang makes her hot back. The fractured right shoulder blade was so painful as he moved it let alone a broken leg covered in a cast, already exactly rice lemang. The tear wound is quite long and makes you cringe it will definitely take a long time to heal. Neta turned her head to the side, where it was cold. There is no Jaka breath or warm movements, where is Jaka?

Neta cleared her sight and circulated her gaze until she raised her own head and found a firm back that was sitting under a cloth against her back, reciting some scriptures and the temple of the do'a.

Combine all the burdens of life and offer hope only to those who have life. Shanneta is increasingly made to melt by the man, not a temporary physical good looks.

*Barokah's man, handsome man from within, with his attitude of responsibility and maturity, I love you*....

He was still staring with a soft heart and amazed at Jaka who had moved to pull the cloth, "What do you want? Thirsty, or pi pis?" he folded and put it in his bag again.

Neta shook her head, "just a pegel, late sleep."

Jaka restored wet hair, probably by ablution water.

"It's still three and a half, just sleep again," Jaka sat back in his chair. Already entered 3 nights Jaka had to sleep in a chair or sometimes he lay himself under the bed Neta only based on cloth.

"Jaka. I'm going home, I'm afraid you sleep on the same floor as the chair continues,"

Jaka smiled at her smile, "you'll know my mattress is rented, so sleeping gini is no longer a problem for me. What matters is that you're healthy first, we'll be home." Jaka said while thrusting a bottle of mineral water at Neta.

"Tomorrow the schedule checks the same stitches pen right? I hope there is good news, now the beautiful neng just sleep again. I'm kelonin," That cold enough hand down the line and gently rubbed Neta's forehead to send Neta back to rest her body.

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With little development from Neta, he was able to get up and sit in a wheelchair although still limited. But at least not just lying in bed.

The wheelchair turns into the CT Scan room and the doctor's office that handles Shanneta.!

"Could go back to Jakarta,"

"When I want to come here just like you make a honeymoon, but even rich gini--" he said with a crisp laugh, while Jaka was tidying up the Neta bag, checking for fear of any items left behind.

"We can come here again later, under different circumstances," he replied steadily, hearing the word honeymoon come out of Neta's mouth it was rich again eating sugar, there was a sweet and happy taste.

"I was told the same house person asked to pick up a neighbor, yes,"

"Jaka, get my car. Maybe you can ask Syifa or Syarif to send my car spare key to Togar bang," replied Neta, correcting the location of the *arm sling* that is attached to the shoulder to refute his right hand.

Jaka nodded without answering because he was now in a phone connection, he then slightly away to the outside of the room where Neta could still see him making calls.

He came with anger and disappointment Jaka, here too he learned his lesson. And today Jaka picked him up with all sincerity, rest assured that Neta had learned of this incident that happened to him, all his actions now must be based on Jaka's riddho. Since it's back, *Then it's the place to go home*.

A smile framed Neta's pretty face today, "why smile by yourself?" jaka asked, sweet ringing indicated, "engga. I want to go home!" yells.

"Why? Here are afraid of being surprised by people if they want to get wet?" smiling in a seductive manner. Neta laughed but then pinched Jaka's waist, "just fine! I can do it wherever I want!" his reply.

"Yes believe, I know that beautiful people are reckless." Jaka remembered very well with the attitude of*offensif* Neta at the beginning of the meeting who boldly wanted to kiss him to the end of menin dihh his junior.

"The danger!" whisik Jaka's.

"The danger of whipping with other men, especially those whose faith is thin," Jaka rolled his eyes flirtatiously making Neta shudder amusedly, but he was already flushed with blush, "jiji!" the strangeness.

"Neither need to blink so richly as the worm," his sarcophagus covered the burning shame, Jaka laughed crisply at the salting Neta.

A pair of hands pushed the wheelchair into the Neta room, "patient Shanneta,"

The two looked at each other at the same time, "oh yes, thank you!"

Jaka holds Neta in his wheelchair.

"Hopefully get well soon ma'am" he clasped both hands on Neta and Jaka.

There is nothing that makes him happy now but to be able to go home, *home sweet home*.no matter how small or simple it is, but where there is Jaka is home to Neta now.

A taxi was waiting for the two outside the hospital to take them directly to the airport.

"We don't go back to the rented house, but to the mother's house. Let neng pretty there is the tea, there is also a toilet seat, so it is not difficult to defecate."

Neta nodded in understanding, "but same to you right? You're going to work together to go home from your mother's house too, right?" tanya Neta looked expectantly.

"Kalo neng pretty want it, yes.for a while, until the beautiful neng healed we live there," replied Jaka nodded.

Neta slipped her left hand between the back of the car bench and the back of Jaka's back, Neta leaned on him, "the photo I'm with you." said Neta.

"Yes." Yeah."

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