
Satisfied with crying and not knowing what to do made Zunaira fall asleep by herself. Maybe even so nelingnya he did not care to have missed his obligation to pray dzuhur and ashar. Something he never leaves behind. Until finally he had to make his qhodo at once.
Surprisingly after that, Zunaira saw the warm food provided on her room table. It was definitely mama who provided it because it was impossible for anyone else to do.
At least this small attention makes Zunaira a little happy because secretly Mama still cares even though she is still angry with him. But unfortunately, the girl was not eating. He was still late in grief because he kept remembering the anger of his parents last afternoon.
Confused and scared out of the room makes Zunaira again spend her time in bed. So on hoping that time continues to pass until the day changes and this problem can be passed.
“Zunaira where?” ask Vita the next day when all her children gather for breakfast.
“So I was still sleeping, Ma,” Mauza replied after sipping a drink.
“You must not be too hard to educate Zunaira. She is not like your other children, she is more sensitive, ” said Umi Ros advising her son and daughter-in-law.
“True, the way you reprimanded him yesterday was too harsh. She's a girl, not a boy. You should distinguish it,” said Abah chimed, he exchanged glances with his first son. But then, he raised his heart because they were not a hundred percent guilty other than the lack of exactly how to reprimand, “But that's okay, being a parent is a lifelong learning. So do not get tired of fixing yourself because this is your obligation and responsibility.”
“Thank you for the advice, Bah,” said Yudha afterwards.
“Let me check,” said Umar moved from his seat intending to go to his youngest brother's room.
But now the concern of Yudha and Vita is increasingly becoming when Mauza added, “I also had a check of the food earlier, but still intact. He did not eat yesterday. Why, yes?”
“Why not say from earlier!?” Umar barked sharply. Basic Lola!
In that instant, everyone moved from their seats except for the two oldest people, Opa and Oma. Everyone go up to Zunaira's room.
“Nai!” call Mauza and Vita together as soon as they get to the top.
They all approached the girl who was still asleep with paled lips.
“Nai promise never to lie again ...”
“Yes Allah, Nai!” Yudha panicked as she found her son's lips quivering as he spoke with his eyes closed. Not only that, his teeth were also grinding. Zunaira was shivering with cold.
Yudha and his wife immediately touched Zunaira's skin to check her condition. Unfortunately, the girl's body temperature was very high.
“Mauza! Please find Mama thermometer, fast!” tell Vita to her third child.
Yudha herself rushed to prepare the car. While Umar directly carrying his little sister's body in the back. He walked downstairs nimble. To be honest, this worries everyone who sees it. But lucky they arrived downstairs safely. Trust me, this can only be done by trained people.
That morning everyone had to cancel breakfast because they had to take Zunaira to the hospital.
“Thirty-nine,” says Vita throws the thermometer she just used. The woman cried without a sound.
Yudha warning his wife, “You don't panic, later your immunity can go down as well.”
“How do you not panic he does not want to open his eyes,” replied Vita immediately.
“Nai promise not to lie again ...” Nai continued muttering in the midst of his pain. This has often been experienced by Zunaira at the time of fever.
One thing that never forget, Zunaira also had a high fever like this with the same cause. That's when he made a mistake. Even worse, his body until convulsions to be taken to the Emergency Installation and treated for one Week.
“Zunaira was the least scoldable, but I let go yesterday,” Yudha admitted her mistake.
“But if we are not rebuked, we are wrong. He can not be left because he did not really understand which is wrong and which is right,” Vita responded, “only, the portion is different from other children. He's more sensitive, that's it.”
“Papa mamafin, Nai ..”
“Iya, Darling. Papa same Mama already sorry Nai. Mama's sorry too, yeah. Mama promised not to be angry again as long as Nai gets well quickly, okay?” Vita continued to compress Zunaira's forehead which was on her lap.
Arriving at the hospital, Zunaira was immediately rushed to the IGD and only one person was allowed to accompany her. His mother.
“Iya, Pa?” said Zara's voice from across the street. Yudha called him.
“Oh, yes no papa, Pa. But Ray's taking a shower. Does anyone need Zara simein?”
“Zunaira entry IGD. You two come here and we have something to say.”
“IGD?”
“Iya, Nai fever.”
“Oh, jeez .. how can a fever?” From her voice, Zara sounded very curious to know more. But he seemed to hold back his question because the next time he came back saying, “Alright, we'll be there soon, Pa.”
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Zara just hung up. She then conveyed this to her husband, that Zunaira had just been rushed to the IGD and asked them both to come there at once there was something they would say.
“Hopefully no serious problem,” said Ray responding to his wife's remarks just now, “kok can get to IGD?”
“He said, fever. I really wanted more, but it didn't taste good to Papa. Because it sounds like he's panicking too. Yes already, anyway, later we will also go there.”
“While I have an online study schedule this afternoon. It is impossible to cancel suddenly.”
“I also have a meeting agenda with Bu Raka,” reply Zara both have their own schedule. “But how does the family remain more important. Your show's noon, right?”
Rayyan nodded.
“Still be able to. The Indo clock is a mole clock, a little late papa. Dah regular,” says Zara again.
“Yes, try later I tell the committee to be negotiated again how good.”
Zara hugged Ray in a mischievous manner as usual. He was so happy to feel certain parts that made Rayyan's body hot so that the man immediately distanced his body, “Do not fish. You love making me stay in this room too long.”
“No, ah!” Zara was always evasive. After that, he laughed to himself.
“Suami, oh husband? His job is waking up wife of midnight.” Zara sauntered into the bathroom in a mocking voice.
“Playing victim!”
Zara's laughter sounded increasingly crisp inside there.
“Don't take too long to shower!”
“What?” zara answered, looking her head at the door. After she undressed.
“Intentionally?”
“Ngak.”
“Not wrong.”
“You are coming?” take it with a smile and blink one eye.
Ray clucking. Then immediately close the door from the outside. The man tried to understand his wife who is now actually still very spoiled and likes to play around. Perhaps it was the lack of attention from a father figure in his childhood that made him so.
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