Grisella Story [Revised ]
part 6's

The short needle had shown the nine-night figure and Yasmin was not aware of it. He too late to talk with Adit's parents who will later become his in-laws.

"Eum, Bun, what time is it?" yasmin asked suddenly as she realized she had been chatting for a long time.

"Nine o'clock is right, honey," Vishnu replied while looking at the clock.

"Astaghfiullah!" yasmin was startled and immediately stood up suddenly which made the two old men stand up as well.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" lalita asked worried about her future daughter-in-law.

"Sorry Bun, Pa, Yasmin has to go home, it's very late" Yasmin replied and picked up her side bag.

"You stay here, Mother has told Bi Iyam to prepare a room for you" said Lalita holding Yasmin with shady eyes hinting Yasmin to stay.

"But Yasmin's father will be angry with Bun" replied Yasmin, subtly refusing.

"Well, did you tell me your dad, honey, he's on a business trip, right?" vishnu asked one hundred percent right.

'How did Papa Vishnu know? Ah, right, maybe Papah Vishnu is Dad's business partner, Yasmin's monologue on her own.

Seeing the silence of Yasmin Lalita trying to convince again. "Darling, want to be tomorrow you don't have a lecture schedule, right? So you can directly check your child, Mother," said Lalita hopeful.

'Oh Allah, if any gini can refuse, ' Yasmin's mind screams in frustration. Blame her unbearable self.

"Even so it's night, honey, it's not good for girls to be out at night. No one's passing by at this hour taxi and this place is far from the highway, right, so you stay overnight, yeah, honey." This time Vishnu who tried to convince and succeed Yasmin wanted to stay and spend the night.

"Eum, well for Mommy and Papa's sake," Yasmin finally broke up while commenting on her soothing smile.

"Thank you, Honey. Come on, Mother deliver to your room," said Lalita smiling happily while hugging Yasmin and inviting her to the room. Yasmin just complied.

Before Lalita actually passed her husband-Vishnu-she winked. Of course Yasmin did not see it except for a pair of sharp eyes that snorted at the behavior of her parents. Who else if not Aditya.

* * *

Azan dawn was already reverberating, waking up a beautiful figure from his contest. Yasmin slowly blinked her eyes trying to collect her scattered life.

Yasmin woke up and rushed to the bathroom for ablution.

After completing his obligation Yasmin went out to fetch water because she was thirsty and wanted to make breakfast for the person in the house where she was staying as a sign of gratitude. That was Yasmin's thinking because she didn't want to owe anyone.

"Morning, Non," said Bi Iyam drawing a gentle smile.

"Morning Bi," replied Yasmin and went to the freezer to fetch some water.

After quenching his thirst Yasmin approached Bi Iyam. "Bi, Yasmin help ya, Yasmin want to make breakfast for Mother Lalita," said Yasmin offered with hope

"But Non, Non here guest, Bibi can be alone," refuted Bi Iyam rejected Yasmin's request subtly.

Yasmin immediately pouted. "You ya Bi, just for today, Yasmin is cooking. You see Yasmin wants to say as a sign of gratitude to Mother Lalita," please Yasmin by issuing her pupy eyes. And succeeded Bi Iyam finally collapsed as well.

"Alright Non, but later Lady Lalita was angry, because she saw her daughter-in-law cooking in the kitchen," said Bi Iyam unconsciously.

"Eh, son-in-law? What does that mean, Bi?" yasmin asked confusedly.

"No, that means guest of Mrs Lalita," replied Bi Iyam ngeles.

"O." Yasmin just berohriah did not take a dizzy speech from Bi Iyam.

for an hour, Yasmin struggled with kitchen utensils. Yasmin finally finished her cooking job.

'Udah is like this dream son-in-law, eh?' yasmin said in his heart. He smiled to himself with his thoughts.

"Bi please bring it to the dining table!" pinta Yasmin is polite.

"Well Non," Bi Iyam replied with a smile.

Without them knowing it turns out Aditya observed all the things Yasmin did after knowing Yasmin's work was done Aditya also left the kitchen area.

"I'm sure Pa, Adit likes Yasmin" said a woman who saw her son leave the kitchen.

"Yes Mah, hopefully Yasmin can change our child" said a man who is not Vishnu.

"Aamiin, let's go there." Lalita confirms her husband's words.

"Well, who's cooking" Lalita said suddenly.

"Eh, morning Mother, Pa," said Yasmin, smiling.

"By the morning too, honey, are you cooking?" vishnu asked pretending not to know.

"Hehe, yes Pa, because Yasmin wants to say thank you to Mother and Papa, because it has been allowed to stay here," replied Yasmin still smiling gently.

"Oh, no pa-pa, honey, you don't need to do this anymore you want to cure your child. So, it's worth it, right? And you we've considered your own child" Lalita chimed in.

The deg! The kid? Even the father does not want to recognize Yasmin as his own child Mother Lalita and Papa Vishnu who incidentally nobody wants to consider him as a child. Is this not too cruel?

Vishnu who noticed the change in Yasmin's face immediately invited them to breakfast.

"Udah, let's have breakfast yuk, cold rush. Papa wants to try the cuisine of Papa's children," take Vishnu who has been sitting in the chair of the family head.

"Eh, Papa main nyosor aja, Adit does not exist yet, Papa's time directly nyosor aja," said Lalita snatched at the attitude of her husband.

"Living is called, everything is done," replied Vishnu looking at his wife meaningfully.

While Yasmin only chuckled at the behavior of the husband and wife.

'He, it turns out that Papa is smart too, ' Lalita said in her heart.

"No, honey?" Yasmin shook her head. "The Adit room you see is the last whitewashed room, near your room" replied Lalita explained.

'Oh, I just found out last night that I was next to the room with Mother Lalita's son, ' Yasmin's monologue in her heart.

"Oh, Iya Bun Yasmin see, if that's what Yasmin called first" said Yasmin and passed from before them.

At this time, Yasmin had been in front of the whitewashed door. He was actually hesitant to knock. But Yasmin promised to wake up.

'Knock no huh? eum, just knock, ' said Yasmin inwardly after a moment of thought.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Assalamualaikum, Mas Adit, Mas Adit have been waiting at the dinner table," Yasmin called politely.

" ... "

A minute or two no confirmation. Yasmin was a bit worried because she knew Adit could not walk. Yasmin hesitated to push the white-painted door.

Turns out the door wasn't locked. Yasmin dared to enter. When he enters the thing that smelled masculine, it is in his sense of smell and sight. The room was dominated by golf and gray colors typical of a man. Yasmin entered the room a little hesitating she did not find anyone there. Everything looked neat and clean a sign that the owner was not there. Not finding anyone Yasmin was going to come out of the room and tell him about the absence of the owner of the room. When Yasmin had turned around, the baritone voice stopped her steps. The sexy voice made Yasmin tense, she was afraid that the owner of the room would scold her.

"What are you doing here?" tanya the voice is cold which is not Aditya.

Yasmin turned around and replied, but she did not stare at her interlocutor. "Anu, eum, sorry Mother Lalita told me to call Mas for breakfast," replied Yasmin nervously she called Aditya Mas because she thought Aditya must be older than her.

'Mas? how interesting!' aditya said in his heart.

"If you speak to your opponent," Aditya's pinta was sharp.

Glucose! Yasmin gulped her hard-earned saliva. If Adit's gaze was a knife, he would have been a beef pot by now. Yasmin tried to raise her head and looked at the interlocutor.

The deg! surprised for sure. Yasmin had no idea that the person she had hit the park with in the past was her patient.

"Mas?!" pekik Yasmin was shocked.

"Why?" ask Aditya while grinning.

"Anu, it's not Mas ya, which I used to hit time in the city park. I'm sorry I didn't accidentally Mas" Yasmin said nervously as she lowered her head.

Without saying much Aditya passed Yasmin just like that without a word.

"Surely he's still angry? Argha! Why should I accept Mother Lalita's request, but the rice has become porridge" said Yasmin lirih until no one can hear her words other than herself.

This time Yasmin was seriously checking Aditya she had forgotten her nervousness was so serious.

'It seems severe, but not Yasmin by name if it can't cure something like this, ' Yasmin muttered in her heart.

Lalita and Vishnu stared expectantly at Yasmin. Meanwhile, Aditya just stared at Yasmin without blinking, all the gestures of Yasmin nothing escaped the gaze of Aditya's eagle. Her beautiful eyes were staring seriously at her feet as well as a nose that was not too sharp. However, it was very beautiful to see plus its very oriental face.

"Bun, the disease experienced by Mas Adit is quite severe, but it can still be treated," said Yasmin while removing the stethoscope from her ear then she smiled looking at Lalita and Vishnu.

"Thank God" they answered in unison.

"Aditya's going to do therapy, right?" ask Lalita. Yasmin shook her head before answering.

"No," replied Yasmin smiling.

"Then?" this time Vishnu asked.

"Yasmin will use the traditional motede. That is using acupuncture techniques," Yasmin replied without letting out her smile.

"Huh? You master the acupuncture method, honey? How could? Only the Chinese know that method?" ask Lalita to make sure. It was as if he could not believe what he was hearing.

It seems that Lalita forgot the fact that Yasmin's grandfather was a Chinese and was also a professional Doctor of her time.

"Yasmin was taught by Grandpa, at that time Yasmin did not have a playmate. So, Grandpa taught you this technique, Bun," Yasmin replied steadily without any trace of lies in her beautiful eyes.

"Wah, the child of Mother and Papa was very smart yes," said Vishnu proudly. He did not expect that the son of his business partner was very special.

'You threw away a diamond, Yo, ' Vishnu muttered in your heart.

"But, Mommy don't tell people yes, including Dad," asked Yasmin with a serious turned gaze.

Why did Yasmin choose to hide her skills, because she didn't want to be in the spotlight. Especially now that there are so many competitors. It could have been her target and this was also a message from Yasmin's grandfather that she had to hide her secret.

"All right, honey, it doesn't matter. Then Mother and Papa stay first yes," said Lalita while pulling her husband's hand.

After the death of Lalita and Vishnu there is only silence that accompanies their togetherness.

"Eum, Mas Aditya is still angry huh, because I was hit? I'm sorry I didn't mean it" Yasmin said, apologizing because she didn't want to have anything wrong with anyone.

"Forget it, can you help me to move to a wheelchair" Aditya said flatly.

'Thank God he's not angry anymore, ' Yasmin said thank you.

"Well, Mas," replied Yasmin steadily.

After helping Aditya move into his wheelchair. Aditya tells Yasmin to push him. Actually Yasmin was reluctant, because she thought she was not the man's babu siter. However, considering that the man is the patient what can be done.

'Not only was it cold and wall-faced, he also turned out to be a Forcing Master, you know!' dumel Yasmin in heart.

seriate....