Dream Crack
RM233'S CHAT. Pick up at the hospital
"Well, what's in the mosque?" ask Chandra, who just got home from school.
Givan was surprised that he thought the show was over. Apparently, the event wasn't finished until the kids just got home from school.
"Come in! Coming in!" Givan leads his children into the fence of their house.
After convincing his children nothing less than the entourage, Givan immediately locked the gate. He did not want his children to escape, then saw the event that should not be seen.
He also got an invitation to attend the event, but Cani was feverish. Givan immediately contacted his father, because he was unable to attend. He could not let his son continue to cry, because he wanted to be hugged by him.
Cani is famous for crying and long crying. He will cry until his goal is achieved. Givan's presence there is only as a witness, not invited specifically for the event that has passed several of the congregation.
"Biyung you're not a drug expert, son. Syrup cannot. Patience huh? Doctor practice notya afternoon. Do you want to go to the hospital?" Givan took his son into dialogue.
The child's body temperature is not very high, but the child needs a dehumidifier. Her fair-skinned face immediately flushed red, Cani looked really sick.
"Daddy Flower, Dad," replied the boy, continuing to shed his tears without crying.
"Away, Honey. Did you call grandma? Ask for medicine for Adek." Givan took his son into his house.
He kept going back and forth from the house, worried that his other children would escape his supervision. He did not want to either, if one of his children had heard if their father had ever been whipped.
Givan continued to hold his son, he hoped his child's body temperature dropped because of his embrace that deliberately did not use the shirt. He had heard of this way, if his son had a fever.
"Mas, Gavin called just now. He said, please pick me up at the hospital. This dodol, he's on medication, there's no story. He's in the hospital, he's limp, can't get home with a car he said." The nagging joke approached her husband.
Givan fused his eyebrows. "The cure? What treatment?" He did not hear any information from his sister.
"What psychologist is that. Ask to pick up two people to bring the car too he said." Canda tried to take over her son who was held by her husband.
"Ma Daddy." Cani sobbed, as she turned to her mother's arms.
"Wear neat clothes Adeknya, all you check Adek aja deh. I'll get the clothes first." Givan left them for a moment, to pick up some of the things he needed.
"Duh, Sister Cani. Is that so, huh?" Canda brought his son to wash his face.
"No, Biyung." His whimpering continued to sound.
"Could it hurt? If you stay up late, in the nursery. Cani's sister stayed up all right, boboyung Biyung." Canda started rubbing his son's face with water.
"Sore throat, Biyung. Keep getting sick, "I'm Cani.
"Adek Cani has become a big brother, Kak Cani called him." Canda dried his son's face with a tissue.
"Sir, Biyung!" Cani still did not receive a pin for him to be replaced.
"Yes Adek, called bang Chandra and the others are adek. Later called Cala adek Cali and Cali yes brother." Canda put his son's clothes back on. Not to forget, he poured aromatherapy oil into the stomach, chest and back of his son.
"Yes, that's it." Cani looks sewot with pursed lips.
"Dad find Gibran's check first huh?" Givan got out of the house first.
At his disposal, his brother could carry a vehicle. But, he would confirm it again by asking his sister directly.
"Just how you are, why do you keep taking papah? Papah to the mosque, you are forbidden to come, even you continue to fall." Givan knew his sister was home this morning.
He went to his sister and went into her room.
"Well!" Givan chuckled with a scoop on his sister's face.
"Oh, what will he eat?" Gibran turned off his phone screen, then sat down with a shy smile on his brother.
He did not lock the door to his room. Meanwhile, her brother went straight in without knocking on the door or a voice call first.
"Tell me! So, what do you want to do? Farms don't want, companies in Brazil don't want to. What do you want?" Givan looked at his sister's face that looked all right.
"No idea, Bang. Sleep on me if Papah again explains about the fields in the fields. Too bad I'm open for business, because it's not your name that fits in the heart." Gibran rubbed his face.
"Yes, the rich man's son. But, if you eat without any extra income every month. Yeah, well, your inheritance rations. In the afternoon you want to go to the furniture house, will you come?" Givan will bring his sister understand the other business, because the assets owned by his parents no one engaged in the business of furniture and furniture.
"May deh." Gibran nodded quickly. He also wants to feel his account fat at a young age.
"Yes, now wash your face. What is c***? Take a big shower when you're done c***." Givan got up from the edge of his sister's bed.
"I've never c***, Bang. What time am I, time has to toy alone."
Givan laughed crisply, hearing his sister's confession.
"Yes, wash your face, change your clothes. Come to the hospital, brother you can't go home he said."
Gibran's eyes instantly widened. He is a man who easily panics. "Who, Bang? Was it an accident?" He got up straight from that bed.
"Gavin's. No really. You can bring a car, right? We'll pick him up there." Givan walked towards the door of his sister's room.
"Ohh, I can. Yeah, I'm ready, Bang." Gibran came out of his room. The room he had occupied since childhood, did not have a bathroom inside. Because, the room was once a playroom that was conjured up and used as his room and his brother.
"Don't go with the soap toy first" he chuckled.
"WHAT, VAN???" The sister who heard and responded to the joke of her son.
"Ehh.... No, Mah." Givan restrained his laughter, approaching his mother's voice.
"Well, I want to take Gibran out." He was not forthright about Gavin's situation. However, he intended to tell the condition of his sister after his sister was at home.
"Yes." Yeah." My sister focused on her phone. He was looking for a menu of dishes that he had never cooked before, he was tired of the menu that's it.
"Solicit sangu, Mah. Any idea Gibran asked for a snack outside." Givan held back a laugh as he said that.
Adinda glanced at the cynic. "Think your sister's not that unemployed, not earning? Every time he comes along, he gets paid to know!"
"Eh, is it?" Givan chuckles because he doesn't know the truth about it.
"Yes, that's why I'm diligent in coming. Mamah did not love her business rights, because she also refused on the grounds of not understanding her business. While papah said you, try to distop the pocket money, let him think to plunge into the business. Eh, the boy even a henng at home not given money anyway. Only if her brother buys new clothes, new pants, rubs her. Whining with Mama Papah, yes not loved. So the papah says, come to the field, will be paid seventy-five thousand a day. It's the same with the daily workers there. Uh, sister you want. So he went to the fields to buy his own clothes. Actually Mamah can just love, just to lure your sister let her try." Adinda also does not want her child to grow by just enjoying the results without knowing the process.
"He just hasn't found a proper business, Mah. But I'll introduce him to my efforts in other fields, if you know he's interested." Givan believes his brother just needs a helping hand to get started.
He knew his sister was a determined and tenacious person. It's just that Gibran hasn't got a suitable business for himself.
"Come, Bang. He said to the hospital." Gibran approached his brother who was chatting with his mother.
"Hospital?" Adinda squinted her eyes at Givan.
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