Honey For Amira
Zia's Lies

After Galih left, Amira stared at Laila sharply.

"La, what did you say La was. Shamefaced. I am ashamed of La. When you told Pade to help Umi change clothes."

Laila just smiled. He seemed relaxed in response to his mother's anger.

"Sorry Mi. Laila was unintentionally. Yes, Umi wear it like that is okay. If people are beautiful, want to wear whatever clothes are still beautiful. Umi is beautiful," praised Laila.

"But Umi's time wearing nightgowns. Pants again."

"Well, his name is also a sick man. The doctor will definitely tell Mi."

"Yes, it's okay Umi wear a gini kayak. Change clothes later, wait for Abi you come home," said Amira.

Laila walked over to pick up the wheelchair in the corner. He then brought the wheelchair close to his mother's bed.

"Can you get on this wheelchair?" ask Laila.

"Umi's honest is heavy. If Laila has to cut Umi's body, Laila is not strong," continued Laila.

Amira quiet.

Duh, why is my fate like this. I have always troubled my husband and son. Even now I have troubled Mas Galih my brother-in-law, the inner Amira.

"Ep... Umi's...Umi can't ride on her own wheelchair. Umi's legs both still hurt. Don't know when it'll heal."

"Doctor said, if Umi's bones have been connected again, Umi will certainly be able to walk. It's just a broken bone."

"But the old La. It should take months. And not yet for road training. Maybe a year Umi can just stand."

"Patience is Umi. Do I want to call Pade again. Let the pade that carries Umi to get on the wheelchair."

Actually Amira was embarrassed to ask Galih to help lift her body and raise Amira to a wheelchair.

But Amira doesn't know anymore, who can help her besides Galih. Had his extended family been at home, surely Amira would have preferred them for control.

"Yes already. Get Pade now."

"Yes Umi."

Laila then went to call Galih who was currently outside the house.

"Pade" said Laila.

Galih who was still on the front porch of the house Amira looked back.

"What's La?" ask Galih.

"Please lift Umi up to the wheelchair."

"You're ready? did he change his clothes?" ask Galih.

Laila shakes.

"I don't dare change my clothes. I'm afraid Umi's in pain Pade."

"Yes that. No need to change clothes. Sleeping clothes are okay too. His name is also a sick person" Galih said.

"Let's go, we're ready. Pade has to get Umi in the car."

"Yes already."

Galih then re-enters Amira's house. After that he walked over and entered Amira's room.

"Amira, are you ready? can I help you get in a wheelchair?" ask Galih suddenly.

Amira just nodded. In an emergency like this, he could not resist Galih to lift her body.

Galih is confused as to how he picked up Amira. Galih is really not tasty actually.

He still looked awkward to carry Amira. Because Amira is a religious woman. Maybe shaking hands with the opposite sex alone he never. Especially to touch each other.

But in a precarious situation like this what Galih can do except hold Amira until he gets into his car.

"Laila, Pade wants to get your Umi straight to the car. Laila can open the front door of the pade?" galih.

"Good Pade."

Laila then steps out of Amira's room to carry out the orders of her pade. While Galih threw her body and sat on the side of Amira's bed.

"Amira, sorry. I gotta carry you out. I don't really feel good, Amira. I'm afraid you're angry if I carry you" said Galih. He must have permission first with Amira.

Amira smiles.

"It's okay, Mom, if you want to carry me. If you don't want to carry me, how do I get to the car."

"So, you let me carry you."

"Yes Mas. Its nothing. If you don't mind. Because my body is heavy."

"It's okay if it's mah. No problem for me."

Galih got up from his seat. After that he carried Amira and took Amira up to the car.

"Amira, you're sitting in front of me. Let's wheelchairs you I get in the back of the car."

"Yes Mas" said Amira in Galih's sling.

Galih then sat Amira in the front seat of the car. After that Galih went inside Amira's house to take a wheelchair.

After everything was ready, the door was locked and Laila had entered the car, Galih then entered the car. After that, the three of them left the house to go to the hospital.

***

Uhuk uhuk...

The sound of Mr. Ramli's coughing was heard in Mr. Ramli's room. It turned out that Mr. Ramli had been awake since then, but he had not come out of the room because his health condition was unstable.

Actually last night, Mr. Ramli was okay. He just coughed as usual. Because he has TB and chronic lungs. So he often coughed until the blood came out.

But last night Mr. Ramli was okay. Even he can sleep well because of the medicine Zia bought yesterday in the pharmacy.

Mr. Ramli got off his bed. He then came out of his room and headed to the kitchen. Mr. Ramli was surprised when in the kitchen there was no food. Mr. Ramli then stepped up to Zia's room.

Tok tok...

Mr. Ramli knocked on Zia's room door.

"Zi, you're not cooking Zi...!" exclaim Mr. Ramli from outside Zia's room

A little while later, Zia opened the door of her room. Mr. Ramli was surprised to see Farhan still lying on Zia's bed.

"Lho, your husband is still sleeping. He doesn't work? she didn't go back to Amira's?"

"Ssttt. Mas Farhan is disturbed by his sleep. Mas Farhan is sick again. This morning he went home to Amira's mother. But his head hurts. So I told him to rest here."

"Oh. So it is."

"Yes that. At Amira's house, it's a pity that she can't rest. Because he had to cook, purify, mop, even bother and tired he was there. So let Mas Farhan be here."

"Grandfather never forbade Farhan to stay here Zi. But grandfather just wants to remind you, don't be too tacky Farhan. Because he also has another wife besides you. I hope you're not selfish. Because Amira is also in desperate need of Farhan."

"Yes yes. Grandpa doesn't need to talk to me. I know the cake. Grandpa wants to do a knock-knock on my room "

"Grandfather hungry. Dinnerizer. But just look in the kitchen there's nothing."

"Duh, I'm just cooking rice. The plan is I want to buy a side dish later a bit unfortunate."

"Buy now Zi. Grandpa's stomach hurts" said Mr. Ramli while rubbing his stomach.

That old grandfather could only rely on Zia his only granddaughter. If Zia does not cook, sometimes Zia's grandfather until all day he does not eat.