I'm the One You're wasting
Mr. Badrun Into Hospital

At the hospital Badrun lay helplessly for three days, since the incident where Lisa came to bring bad news for Badrun and also Witma. Not with Endang who felt very happy at that time.

Currently only Witma is accompanying Badrun hospital while Reka and her three sisters and Endang are preparing for the wedding of Reka and Lisa because the event will be held in two days.

"Daddy want a drink?" witma asked quietly near Badrun's ear.

"Father is not thirsty" Badrun replied as he looked towards the door. "Where's Mom? Why don't you ever wait here for me?"

"Mom will be here soon" said Witma lying that Endang will come, but Endang never asked about the state of Badrun. What else is the intention of keeping Badrun in the hospital. "Said Father wants to be healed, so therefore you just rest so that the condition of the Father quickly recovered and can quickly go home."

"They are really very outrageous Witma you asked, please forgive Design and also your wife." Badrun knew that Witma was a woman who was really angel-hearted. Because all this time Badrun had never heard Witma complain despite being treated badly by Endang and Reka.

"Sir, do not think about it, Witma has sincerely accepted every destiny that God gave. Maybe this is one of the tests in the Witma household." At first Witma wanted to tell Badrun that Reka was barren. But seeing the state of Badrun like this he so undo his intentions. "Father prayed enough, so that the household of Witma and Mas Reka are fine."

"Trust me, someday they'll regret treating you like this." Badrun said so because he loved Witma as much as he loved his own son. Not like Endang who only looked at Witma low and despicable just because Witma had not given him a grandchild.

"Mother Witma is here soon, to see you." Witma quickly switched the conversation because she did not want to make Badrun think about things that could make his health decline.

Before long there was a knock on the door and also greetings from outside the room. "Assalamualaik." Ms. Witma said hello. While peeking a little hoping he didn't get the wrong room. It just so happened that Badrun's room was open so that Witma's mother named Ratih had a little peek.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Witma and Badrun in unison. "Mother just come in, there's only Witma and also Mr." Witma then quickly greeted the mother.

"Sorry Mr. Badrun, I can only look at you now because Witma's sister is also currently not healthy." Ratih put a white crackle that contains bread as well as fruits. "Where are you, does your stomach no longer hurt?" Trainly sat on the chair that Witma gave her.

"Alhamdulilah, it's better." Badrun smiled kindly. "If I train how are you?" badrun asked because he saw that Ratih seemed a little bit thin.

"Thank you too Sir, I'm fine" replied Ratih. "Where is Raya and Ibu Endang?" Trained to ask.

"Mas Reka and I just got home from here Mom, now it's Witma's turn to look after you." Witma answered. And again he had to lie. For the good of Ratih because he knows the mother should not have the burden of mind because Ratih has also only healed in recent months.

Ratih nodded as a sign of confirming Witma. "Mother can not linger here, because Mother's work is still very bany—" Ratih closed his mouth before the sentence was over because he was slipped.

"What mom works? And where is it?" Witma was so shocked to hear Ratih.

"Mother only works at Witma's food stall, help Kang Mamang wash the dishes," Ratih replied lying.

"Mom didn't lie to Witma, did you?"

Witma hugged Ratih, regret suddenly just penetrated into the recesses of her heart. "Sorry, Witma can't help Mom. Because Mas Reka … ."

"Oh, it's okay. I know your economy isn't doing well right now." Ratih returned Witma's embrace. Without realizing it, Witma wiped the tears that continued to flow.

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The night before Raka and Lisa come to the hospital. They came just to show off their affection to Witma. Like now, Lisa wrestled spoiled in the arms of Reka while putting on a sad face hoping that Reka increasingly believes that she is a good woman. "What circumstances have you more memb—"

"What are you doing bringing this woman here, Reka," Badrun said. "If you want to make out, don't ever come here. Because seeing it only makes you sick again." Badrun turned his back to them.

"Sir, Lisa is your son-in-law. Why would you say that when our intention came here is good." The designer invites Lisa to get closer to Badrun's bed. "Remember in Lisa's stomach there's a future granddaughter of the Father so, you're being nice to Lisa."

"Decare, it's okay. You will definitely accept me as time goes on." Lisa is getting spoiled. "It's just about time, I'm sure you'll accept me as his son-in-law sooner or later I'll wait."

"Patient, I'm sure you're a good woman," said Reka made Badrun surprised because he knew that Reka would not easily trust anyone but now, he said, They lightly and easily said meekly to Lisa. But Badrun knew all along how his son was.

"Go home, before Witma sees you," said Badrun, who thought of Witma's feelings when he saw Reka and Lisa. "Didn't he torture his body enough, and now you want to sow salt in his wounded heart." Badrun was still back at them.

"They and Lisa are here all right, sir, so don't overdo it. Where maybe Witma will feel pain if just seeing the two of us standing here doing nothing" replied Risa. "Don't you all this time have feelings for Witma, so always defend the barren woman."

Badrun turned around and saw Reka. "Simply guess, what nonsense are you saying." Badrun squeezing bed sheet. "Witma is a good woman, not like the woman you're currently with."

"Let's just get out of here. I'm afraid your illness will get worse." Lisa speaks smart. He likes to see Reka defend him like this. "Come, let's just go," Lisa once again.

"Related will come at the end." Badrun pointed at Lisa. "At that time all the lies will be exposed."

"Father may hate Lisa, but please remember here." The design caressed Lisa's stomach. "Reka's successor candidate is fast asleep. Reka hopes the tone of the voice of the Father when talking to Lisa please be meek a little. Because Reka was afraid that the voice of the Father disturbed the deep sleep of my little whiz."

"Get Out Design!!" snapped Badrun who accidentally saw the shadow of Witma in the doorway.

Seriate.