Forced to Marry My Friend's Lover
TMX 01. Request

The distinctive aroma of chicken broth mixed with processed noodles out meets the sense of smell. The sound of a spatula made of stainless that collides with the frying pan seems to call customers to arrive. The embers of the fire that came from coal in the brazier also made anyone curious. To make anyone who passes, stop their vehicle to see what is happening.

"Sir, I want two servings of bakmi godog yes. Eaten here. No need to use micin and salt just a little!"

"Bak, I'm three servings of magelan fried rice. Wrapped. Very spicy yes!"

"Bak, I'm five servings of fried bakmi wrapped huh. Don't forget the pickle."

"Well Sir, Ma'am, Ma'am, Mas. Please wait for yes. I'm sorry it's a lot so please be patient."

Hana Makaira, a twenty-eight-year-old girl was endlessly smiling when she saw the group of people ordering food at the tent stall where she worked. Although his body was a little tired, he did not heed. Ramainya Bakmi warung Java where he works is enough to treat fatigue that hugs the body.

"Mas Taka, here's the order list. I'll make a drink for the ones who eat on the spot!"

Hana handed him a long sheet that read the order list of the customers. Taka is the owner of this Bakmi Javanese tent stall. To maintain the taste of the tent stall that has been established for one year, from the beginning open the thirty-year-old young man who is still single chose to jump directly to become his cook.

"OK Han. Just slow. No need to rush," said Taka gave advice while putting vermicelli into the frying pan.

Hana tried to smile thinly even though her mind was so panicked due to the large number of customers in line.

"How can I relax? Look, our customers who eat there are still many who do not get a drink. I'm worried that until they're disappointed because our service isn't optimal."

Seeing the look of worry on Hana's face, it makes Taka even more anxious. For some reason, Hana's face is really beautiful and not boring to look at. Although there are glasses perched on his nose, but the face of this girl seemed to emit a positive aura so it looks so beautiful natural. Especially when it looks so worried like this. I want Taka to pinch the nose of this twenty-eight year old girl.

"Relax, they will definitely understand. We're just the two of us here and they certainly understand that we're full of limitations. Okay?"

"Maybe it's good to find one more new employee. Perhaps it can ease our burdens" Hana suggested.

"That's all we can talk about after this Han!"

Hana nodded her head. Spring, he walked to a table that he used to make a place to make drinks. With painstaking, he began to make warm tea, warm orange, wedang uwuh, wedang ginger to order by customers.

Every now and then Hana rolled her gaze towards the customers who filled this tent stall. The girl expressed gratitude for all the sustenance given by God today.

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In a hospital in the city center, a man in his twilight lay weakly on a hospital bed. In his body are installed various life support tools that seem to confirm that the man is struggling with death to survive. The sound of the medical devices was ringing in the ears. Making anyone who hears will certainly also erode his mind.

Hiro could only stare at the face of the grandfather from outside the ICU room. The glass in front of him seemed to be a barrier between his nature and the grandfather's nature. The young man was very worried if until the grandfather could never wake up and return to the world.

"You calm Ro, grandfather will definitely be fine. And soon his condition will definitely recover as usual."

Kenji, the father is relentlessly calming Hiro. Many times the man patted the child's shoulder to give strength and quench the worry that may still linger in the chest.

"How can I calm down, Pa? Grandpa is between life and death. I'm afraid if grandpa can't hold on and ...."

Hiro's words immediately stuck in the throat. His tongue seemed so faint that he could not continue his sentence. The state of the grandfather really made him worry all day.

"Trust me, your grandfather was one of those strong men. Papa believes that grandfather will survive and can return from his critical period. You are calm Ro!"

"But Hiro is really scared of Pa. Hiro's scared!"

"Look, the doctor is trying his best. Papa is sure after this condition grandfather will definitely recover as usual."

Hiro tried to digest and absorb every word spoken by the father. He re-enforced his face, staring at the grandfather who was being handled by the best team of doctors in this hospital.

Hiro was slightly stunned when he saw the team of doctors inside there start walking slowly towards the door. Spring, Hiro swung his leg to wait for the team of doctors in front of the door of the ICU room. Hiro seemed to be impatient to immediately find out how the grandfather was.

The door of the room opened, the team of doctors stood before Hiro who was waiting for him in front of the door.

Hiro seemed impatient to be able to immediately find out the condition of the grandfather. Therefore he strapped the team of doctors with questions that had been struggling in his brain.

Kenji held the child's shoulder again. Trying to calm down. "Ro, relax. Everything's gonna be okay, okay?" Kenji linked his gaze towards the team of doctors in all-white clothes. "How's my father-in-law doing Doc?"

One of the doctors smiled meaningfully. From the smile that is painted as a sign that everything is going well.

"Sir Ichiro is past his critical period, sir. Right now, we're just waiting for him to wake up and after that we can move to a regular ward."

Hiro and Kenji throw each other a glance and both throw a breath of relief. Finally, what they prayed was granted by God.

"Lantas, what should we do for the selection of my father-in-law's condition Doc?"

"It's simple sir. Keep the mood of Mr. Ichiro to always be happy. Do not let him experience things that will destroy his emotions. If until that happens, maybe Mr. Ichiro will return anfal."

Hiro and Kenji both nodded their heads. They understand what they have to do.

"Doc, can I go inside? I would love to meet with my grandfather" Hiro asked for permission to enter the room.

The teams of doctors stared at each other and for a moment they nodded their heads.

"Please, but I hope to keep calm in the room. Don't disturb Ichiro's comfort."

"Okay Doc, thank you very much."

"Then I and the team of doctors please resign sir. If there's anything, you can contact the nurse at the nurse station."

The three doctors walked away leaving Hiro and Kenji. The father and son entered the room. Both of them wore green-colored sterile clothes and started to draw closer towards the weakly lying Ichiro.

Hiro helplessly held back tears at the body of the grandfather who looked so weak helpless. The tears drip one by one soaking down the cheeks. Just this time he felt so apprehensive about his grandfather's situation.

"Grandfather, aren't you tired of closing your eyes continuously? Wake up Kek, Hiro misses Grandpa!"

Although Hiro knew that his grandfather could not respond to what he said, he was sure that he could hear every word that came from his lips. It was as if he had not given up on communicating with Ichiro.

"Grandfather still has a promise to Hiro that Grandpa hasn't had time to keep. Wake up Kek, after waking up, take Hiro to fish in the lake like Grandpa promised."

Ichiro still faithfully closed his eyes. But not long after, the twilight man's fingers suddenly moved slowly. His eyeballs were also twitching even though his petals were still tightly closed.

What happened to Ichiro left Hiro and Kenji shocked to death. What they saw seemed to be a signal that Ichiro would soon wake up.

"Pa, look! Grandpa's fingers are moving. Grandpa's conscious Pa. Grandpa sober!"

"Quiet Ro, we wait for what happens!"

The eyeballs are moving faster. Not long after Ichiro's eyelids slowly opened. His eyes twitched to look at all directions.

"Thank God, Grandpa is conscious. Hiro is really happy, Kek!"

Ichiro commented a little smile when he saw his favorite grandson standing next to his bed.

"Chiro ... Marry me! Grandpa wants to see you get married!"

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