Dream Crack
RM210´S. Flight preparation
"Kanda, still can't. Our baby, premature baby. Still have to wait a few more months, that's also we have to check routine. He said he could leave if he got on a land vehicle. How long does it take to travel from Tangerang to Central Aceh the same? Must have eaten three more days without rest." From the words of her husband, Canda remembered the bus majoring Padang he had been riding.
"Central Aceh to Padang, approximately twenty-three hours, Mas," he added later.
"This distance can be tripled to Padang. What do you think? Would you like to get in the car? Should I buy a car first? Because there is no travel that wants to go that far. Most buses, obviously I'm not comfortable. I can get drunk, even in public transport with a lot of people." Givan scratched his head repeatedly.
"That's okay, Van. Let Mamah be with Ghifar. You wait for enough time for your son to be brought home. Doain papah is strong there. Mamah was afraid that his blood was high again, fell, and continued. Still young, still dashing, trying time? I hope it doesn't come to that." My sister threw away those thoughts repeatedly.
"Hopefully it's not, Mah. Just a regular cake, papah would like to faint indeed if the blood is high. Hopefully the stall is in a soft place, which is not at high risk." Givan tried to give his mother peace.
"What's the story, Mah?" Ghifar put his phone back in his pocket, after he had already gotten a plane ticket sent to his email.
"I don't know, the story doesn't say anything. He just said papah in the hospital, keep pas papah wake up, Mamah asked to go home. With Mamah being asked to go home, there must be nothing there right? No way, if only papah drop, Mamah asked to go home. Papah must be there to think too, if you want to ask Mamah to come home for no good reason. Because papah knows, here Mamah also take care of you who really need the power of others. Mamah often calls the same papah, Mamah often updates the news here so papah knows. So far, Papah has not asked Mamah to come home. He said there was a Devi masakin, he said that even Aca often send food and play there." Adinda said what was in her mind.
"That means something happened in the house, Mah? Butwhat? Who made that happen?" ask Ghifar to come back.
"Masa Ghava? Ghava was in the hospital, taking care of the insurance documents, he said. Zuhdi huh? But Zuhdi was there managing his administration. Is Ghavi the one who did it again? Is Fatimah his name? Is this coming again?" My sister guessed what happened there.
"Did Nadya come again, Mah? At that time, he left in a state of anger. Zio asked him not to see her again, was Nadya angry because of that?" givan added that added another speculation.
"What's Gibran doing, Mah?" Canda pulled the name of his youngest sister-in-law, the back of this is indeed at home.
"Yes time? You know, Gibran where ever play, let alone act. He stays at home, you go to the fields or play at Riyana Studio." Adinda remembered the habits of her youngest child after coming from Brazil.
Gibran spent his time at home, making ornamental fish ponds in the yard. Or look for other activities, by fixing and moving the location of goods at home, with the reason of getting bored with the location of the goods in situ. His room along with Gavin was completely changed with the color of the paint that had changed.
He did not know himself inclined to learn what business field, so he made a positive activity for himself. Returning to Brazil to continue his parents' business there, Gibran felt heavy leaving his hometown again after he returned home. For some reason, he felt unable to leave his old parents. He wanted to always be near his parents, especially he felt he had gone too far with his parents, since the fifth grade of Elementary he joined the boarding school with Gavin.
"What's Gavin, Mah? He's just running around. Yes he helped the family business, but he didn't seem to be a caretaker at home." Canda poked his suspicions.
"What the hell, Dek? Has he? But he asked Mama yesterday, he was again at the door of Rime same mange Yusuf already from three days. Mamah also said, you keep your papah at home alone. He said, there's Gibran and Chandra who likes to take a dip there." Adinda began to get dizzy, because she did not know anything about the circumstances that occurred there.
"Yes, come on, Mah. We're getting ready to go, from here to the airport, we'll have some time too." Ghifar moved to pull his suitcase.
"But Mom, go to the bathroom first." She walked towards the bathroom.
"Would you like to travel? No one wants to take you home?" Givan wasn't sure if there was one. He did not question the cost, because obviously his savings are still quite a lot just for the cost alone.
The proof, he was able to finance Canda in expensive hospital care.
"Come on, Mas." Canda shook her husband's arm.
"Yes, I try to find a travel that wants to." Givan walked over to the sofa.
He held his stomach. Every now and then, his stomach felt so piercing. He sought the truth of aromatherapy oil, then drenched his stomach with oil that has a distinctive fragrance.
"It hurts again, Bang?" Ghifar glanced at his brother.
"Silver one." Givan closed the shirt back.
"Eat the dignity, Bang. Your stomach can't be empty." Ghifar pointed at the paper bag on the corner table.
"May I eat martabak?" Givan got up and walked towards the table Ghifar pointed at.
"Either, Bang. I think you're just a hungry disease left alone." Ghifar moved the suitcases near the door.
"Steach me." Givan immediately grabbed and took the food to the sofa he was sitting on.
"If you need travel, just call the number I sent you. He is a friend of the travel owner as well, he plays in the Jakarta area. There's also my car that he rented, he's short of the fleet yesterday." Ghifar went back and forth to move his luggage and neatly arrange them.
"He'em, you'll call." Givan focused on devouring the negligent dignity of being eaten.
"But if I may advice anyway, Canda. Don't be so selfish, kill your son if you're not ready but forced. The risk is his ear drum, right if not wrong? Babies born according to the month, it is good to wait forty days so that the eardrum is okay because of the air pressure. I know, your mind must be on Papah. But, you have to think about your baby's condition as well. You gave birth to her this hard, Canda. You save his life until he's born, until you fight a life, losing consciousness for up to ten days. When he was born, were you as happy as his health and safety? Don't be so, better take care of it, you follow how good he is. You don't be selfish." Ghifar advised gently, he was close to the position of Canda who had sat on the edge of his gurney.
Canda began to think about the advice of Ghifar. Is he really selfish? Did she really not think about how the baby was?
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