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The sky is bright with clouds running merrily. A day too beautiful to laze around, after finishing lunch a moment ago Via sat on the back porch lulled by a breeze that made drowsiness. But Ms. Harni is eager, pregnant women do not mostly take naps, ntar her child if big so lazy. Pregnant women need a lot of rest, right? including a nap. But because Via males storm, yes it's already sorted. Usually he will sleep after 2 pm until the ashar time is not more than an hour.

Via brushed his hair, his fingers plucked the strings of acoustic guitars he borrowed yesterday afternoon from Yanti. The guitar belongs to Firman and has not been used for a long time, Via tetiba is interested in wanting to touch the stringed instrument again after having opened the album of old photos. Understandably, most bengong at home is also not bosen long? In addition to filling the void, he also seems to want to reminisce back to his SMU days. Although not too adept at playing musical instruments, but Via is one of the choir group members who are quite famous in his school to make the Rindra tengil it ngefans heavy until now the same Via.

“Vi, what do you want for dinner?” Ms. Harni was already standing at the back door.

Set the game suit that feels less fitting. “What's up, Bu.” Pass the Via without looking.

“Do not dong, you will not eat.”

“As for moms, Mas Mirza also nginep in the hospital so no need to cook complicated Bu.”

“Yes have cooked boiled noodles!”

“Bby.”

“Hiyy! You were invited to talk even nyuekin mother anyway?”

Staring at the mother, “I will eat whatever the mother masakin. Boiled noodles are also okay.” Try to review the smile to see the mother who frowns.

“Okay, okay what? Pregnant women should not eat instant food, Vi!” Start the lecture again.

“Although I often eat instant noodles huh? how do you know anyway? I just forgot when was the last time I ate boiled noodles.” Even scratching your head while grinning.

“Hm is up to you! Meningan mother clean-up alone from ngeladenin you!” Turn around in annoyance.

Via just shrugged and then returned engrossed with his borrowed guitar.

Miss Harni beberes house. Anything that does not look sreg in his view will be addressed. Every corner of the house he cleaned. There is also good if you have a mother like Bu Harni, although sometimes chatty but diligent cleaning. Bu Harni is now tidying up Via's room, a pile of photo albums that are a bit messy not spared from the touch of his hand. One of the photos that fell from the album caught Bu Harni's attention. He pulled the corner of his lips looking at the face of his beautiful daughter there.

“Hmm, from your brothers maybe you are the luckiest, Vi.” Lirih Bu Harni rubbed a picture of Via who looked like he was smiling sweetly holding a guitar in his hand. “Rupanya because of this photo suddenly you want to play guitar again.” Put the photo back in its place.

The whole house is in order, Ms. Harni now turns to the front porch. A motorbike stopped outside the fence stopping Bu Harni's activities.

“Excuse me, is this really the home of Ma'am Via?” Asked a man as he approached carrying two cans of crackers in his hands.

“Yes, bener.” Nodding but looking at the man in front of her in a daze.

“This crackers make Mbak Via.”

“Via cracker pesen? When did he break crackers? The feeling of crackers purchased by her husband is still a lot.” Grumbling alone received two cans full of proffered crackers.

“Mas Mirza who was cool at that time, Bu.”

“Mirza?” More confused.

“Iya, Masa Mirza Ma'am. At that time buy crackers with me, he continued later he told me to send anterin again crackers to his house for his wife named Mbak Via.” Papar the mamang cracker.

Miss Harni mangosteen though she looks still keder, she thought she wanted to be flanked by that much crackers? Want to make a 17 race is it over?

“That's been paid by Mas Mirza, Bu.” Said the mamang resuscitate Ms. Harni. “Sama its cans are also.”

“Udah paid? Same canned as well?” Birthday of Miss Harni.

The mamang cracker nodded while smiling then immediately saying goodbye. Still leaving a question in his mind, why did the son-in-law buy a lot of sampe crackers? Bu Harni headed for the back porch past the dining room where several packs of crackers were still sitting on the dining table.

“Vi!” Call it a bit surprising Via who is singing a song with his guitar quotes is still alakadarnya. “See this behavior of your husband!” Shows the two cans of crackers he brought.

“Mas Mirza buy crackers again?” Swaying wonder.

“Iya. Same cans!” The bellowing is not thought out. “You open a strategy like your husband.”

Via just smiled, even though her husband's behavior was a bit grim but Via felt funny also with the words of his mother who wanted Mirza to open warteg, and the, the tins of such crackers often exist nongkrog on the warteg table.

“Will money your husband bought crackers this much.” Start nagging.

“Yes is Mom, no papa. Ntar I share with neighbors deh.”

“No want you to measure first this diameter already fits 8 cm what not?” Sindir Bu Harni is getting more and more nagging.

“Mother, I'm busy.” Back on his guitar with a smile.

Miss Harni had just turned her steps when Via called out to her. “Bu!”

“What?” Put on a half-excited look.

“Later in the afternoon we go to the hospital yuk Bu jenguk .. “

“Males!” Cut Bu Harni before Via can continue his sentence.

“Bu .. “ Awaken looking at the mother with pleading gaze. “Don't you feel sorry for Miss Een? Don't want to know his condition?”

“Not tight!”

“Do not dong Bu, even though Bu Een's nature and attitude are often painful but she is my mother-in-law, her besi mom.”

“Well that you know your mother-in-law that her attitude often makes heartache? Why do you still want to nengokin him?” Really upset.

“Bu, when like this we do not remember the bad about Bu Een yes.” Still staring with both of his dim netra full of pleadings.

“So I told you to take his kindness that's what you mean? In the eyes of the mother there is no good mother-in-law, not one!”

Closer about to touch his mother's shoulder, but Miss Harni avoids.

“Once mom says no yes no!” Resolute Miss Harni. “Again Mirza also forbid you to go there right? Pregnant women should not be in the hospital. According to your husband, do not ngeyel!” Staring sharply made Via look down disappointed.

“Udah, mendingan you sing again there! Bagusan guitar playing while singing to entertain yourself rather than nengokin your mother-in-law who again slowly diazab with God! let's know how he feels!” melengos then stepped quickly did not want to listen to Via's request again.

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Time rotates by changing, by changing,

today even one week Ms. Een was admitted to the hospital ICU room. Mirza is getting ready to take Bu Harni home because she will replace with Riri who stayed with Via. Although Via assured her she would be fine without anyone accompanying her as long as Mirza kept her mother in the hospital, but no one would have the heart to leave her alone at home in such a pregnant condition.

“Vi, later if Riri nginep here do not let the Toni play often yes?” Message from Miss Harni.

“Segitnya Ma? yes biain aja, his name is also people again kasmaran.”

“Ish, you are this! As long as I nginep here also I install a spy for Riri ngawasin at home, let not two-duan continue the same Toni, tau!” Upset Bu Harni because Via was impressed to defend her sister's relationship with Toni.

“Not all pairs of CCTV!” Via Ledek. “Or marry them Bu sepetnya if mother is afraid they become material slander.”

Via grunted rudely hearing his mother's babbling. Mirza out of the room. “Udah ready, Bu?” Ask.

“Udah from earlier, Za.”

“Yes, ayok!”

“Be careful yes, Bu.” Grabbing the back of her mother's hand and kissing her reverence.

Miss Harni nodded, but not yet they stepped, Mirza's phone vibrated in her pants pocket.

“Om Jaka?” He muttered after seeing his screen filled with the look of Om Jaka who was narcissistic abis. “Ya, Om?”

“Za, you sneak into the hospital now. There's good news about your mom.” Said Om Jaka across the street.

“I mean Om Jaka? Mother ...“

“Yes, your mother showed progress. Just doctor Leopard .. “

“Doctor Leonard times Om!” Error Mirza.

“Yes that doctor was anyway.” Om Jaka does not want to be complicated. “Should he check your mother, continue he said your mother showed very good development. The operation may be done immediately. That's why you come here to meet your own doctor.” Papar Om Jaka's.

“OK, Om. I'll be there right now.”

“Mas, why mom?” Curious to demand an explanation after her husband finished receiving the phone call.

“Mother is showing good progress, dear. Possible operation can be carried out in the near future.”

“Alhamdulillah.” Saying sukur full haru, Bu Harni cuek aja.

“Bu, if we go to the hospital first papa, right?” Asked her mother-in-law because Mirza had also promised to take her home.

“Hemm, not papa.” Forced to agree even though his conscience refused. In vain his efforts so far refused to visit the besiannya.

Mirza drove her car with her mother-in-law to the hospital. Along the unceasing journey he gave thanks in his heart for the grace of God that gave his mother a second chance.

Meanwhile, in front of another ICU room adjacent to Bu Een's room, where Sofi was lying in a coma, Azad and Ramzi also just got good news from a doctor who had just checked on Sofi's condition.

“If the situation continues to be stable like this, tomorrow morning the patient can already be moved to the usual treatment room.” Reveal the doctor.

Azad nodded. “Thank you, Doc.”

“Then what about my son, Doc?” Ramzi was still not calm.

“For that matter, please consult the doctor concerned yes. But to my knowledge, cases such as those experienced by your child most likely require that the baby be treated longer in the NICU room even though the mother of the baby has recovered and is allowed to go home.” Then the doctor told me to leave.

Ramzi stepped back, his mind was increasingly shrouded in concern about the condition of his baby.How could he possibly let his tiny baby be left alone while Sofi would be able to go home?He really could not bear, he wanted to always be near his little baby.

Azad looked at his departure, just let the sister-in-law go somewhere. Maybe he will be back pensive in front of the NICU room looking at the row of incubator boxes where one of his children lies there. Azad understands Ramzi's condition.

“Why is sultan songong?” Om Jaka patted Azad's shoulder from behind.

Got a little surprised. “Biasalah Om, he is still sad about the condition of his son, even though the doctor has just reported Kak Sofi's condition is improving, and tomorrow it can be moved to the treatment room.”

“Wah, how can I equal gutu huh?” Om Jaka was astonished by himself.

“That is, Om?”

“Sofi equals my mbakyu. They today the code is equally improved, really sehati ya they?” Chuckled at the end of his sentence because he felt inexhaustible. “Compaks really them huh?”

Azad only commented a thin smile. “Oya Om, about my friends ..”

“You don't have to worry, they're safe I've rented a hotel!”

“Ha? Serious Om?” be shocked.

“But bo-ong, hehe ..” Whinyersan himself. “Seriously very lu! Which side is there a hotel in the village?”

“So they're still at Bu Een's house?”

“Again, I moved into Mirza's empty house.”

“The former home of Mas Mirza?” Azad asked doubtfully.

“Yes, my brother is the same as you who bule it. sleep in the chair until I wrap around uler kayak! Yes I told them at Mirza's house because I told them to go home at will not. He said he was at home in the village.” Papar Om Jaka's.

“Sorry Yes Om, so ngerepotin.”

“Casual. I also have asked people to clean the house equally cooked there every day so that your friends are more at home.”

“Wah, so do not want to go home actually later they are Om!”

“Ya justin, good for the mothers of Mirza's neighbors. They so have entertainment, saben wara wiri front of the house just to see the look of your friend who bule it. understand, they will just see the real bule, hehe ...”

Azad also smiled at Hanson as an idol of his neighbor Mirza's mother in the village.

Before long Mirza and Bu Harni reach the hospital, they rush to the ICU room. When their steps stopped in front of the room, Bu Harni was surprised to find someone talking to Om Jaka.

“Za, she's not …. “Tak continued his sentence, staring at Azad who felt he had seen before.

“Iya, Ma'am. This is Azad his sister Sofi. Sofi is also treated here.”

“Awired here? How can?” Stare at the three men nearby alternately. The look on her face stiffened for a moment when she heard Sofi's name mentioned. He immediately remembered the woman who had almost destroyed his son's household.

“Za, just let me clear to Mbak Har.” Om Jaka took over. “Elu cepetan meet doctor Leopard.”

“Leonard, Om!”

“Iya that's my point!”

Mirza rushed to Leonard's doctor's room, while Om Jaka invited Bu Harni to sit back and listen to his words.

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