
In the morning the doctor and nurse again took Aralia's blood for a re-examination.
"Good morning Mr. Varga and Mrs. We'll do a re-examination."
"For the doctor, please." Varga gave way to the two medics on duty. The nurse checked Aralia's blood pressure and body temperature.
"The fever's down, we're gonna take the blood again yeah for the lab to do."
"Again?" aralia asked, looking towards Varga who was receiving the call.
"Yes, we'll do this twice a day to make sure the patient's platelets are low, normal or high until they heal." The doctor explained kindly.
"Oh, fine please." muttered Aralia closed her eyes as the perp wanted to stab a needle into Aralia's hand.
"Kamar 2020, third floor reward, oh well I wait." said Varga ended the talk.
"How's the doc doing to my wife?" tanyanya approached the doctor.
"We're taking blood for a re-examination yeah, and the results could be known in three hours."
"Okay doctor," said Varga, standing at the side of Aralia's ward, unable to see the syringe that sucked his wife Varga's blood, patting Aralia's head gently.
"It's the doctor" said the nurse, cleaning up the blood on Aralia's hands.
"Alright Mrs-mister, if you'll excuse me, the nurse will do a routine check."
"Okay doctor" the two men left the room. "Oh yeah, Ra just called he was in the lobby heading here" he continued tidying Aralia's bangs with his fingers flat.
"Isn't it work?"
"Work, just stop by."
"Bianca how's sister?" Varga smiles and is happy to see the worried look of Aralia when asking news of their daughter Bianca.
"Fast to heal yes, my sister also from last night had not heard my daughter's small voice. But don't worry there's a mama who takes care."
"Kangen." murmured Aralia, at the same time a knock came from outside the door.
"It must be papa." said Varga stepped open the door.
"Have you reached the reward?" Varga took the bag and it was under his father.
"How's it going?" Ask Tn. Roland stepped in toward Aralia who was already sitting leaning back and folded her legs inside the hospital blanket. "What's up, Ra? Apaikan?" ask Tn. Roland went straight to Aralia.
Aralia nodded," mengingan pah," he said.
"What kind of bawain is that?" Varga checked the paper bag that his father was carrying.
"Jus equals food for Ara" said Mr. Roland's.
"Make Ara doang pah? Not making Varga exist?"
"You drank the rest of Ara's infusion."
"Eeh the papah? What is there should be this for the sick, the patient ma already have food from the hospital." Gerrutu Varga, took out four boxes of rice and opened them one by one, the aroma of food managed to replace the medicinal aroma in the room.
"Yes, I love the doctors and nurses, they are not you, you just sit here."
Aralia chuckled at the behavior of the two people.
"That papah boy I am not Ara ..," said Varga, opening the cap of the bottle of mineral water.
"Who said you're Mr. Burhan's son?" Ask Tn. Roland took the name of their driver.
"Eh parents ...,"
"Ara eat yes. Your mother-in-law has made all of this and she also sent you your clothes and cell phone. Said you didn't fit into this hospital outfit." said Mr. Roland, glanced at the pajamas Aralia was wearing. White striped black special patient belongs to hospital.
"Mmm thank you pah ..,"lirih Aralia smiled.
"Papa mama pay enough attention to me, Aralia let me pay attention. This is too much!" varga said jealous, offering a drink for Ara through a straw.
Their attention was focused on the knocker and without being told to enter, a woman in a pink uniform came in carrying a tray containing breakfast.
"Breakfast for the patient." He said he was friendly approaching them.
"Break breakfast for you, you've got attention, right?" said Tn. Roland took the tray from the nurse and directly gave it to Varga.
Aralia laughed, looking at Varga's expression back then, clenching with enlarged eyes.
"Thank you, he must've spent it." Word T. Roland looked at the nurse and was nodding with a smile then walked out of the room.
"Oh yes, Ra. Papah left first it's office hours already want to enter." said Mr. Roland smiled seeing Aralia return cheerful though.
"Yes pah, thank you for looking at Ara."
"Eat."
Aralia nodded, looking at Mr. Roland came out, he recalled the figure of his father who had long gone from his life when he was a child. Not much does he know about his father but the attention of Nisa and the late Rena managed to make him forget about it.
"I'm jealous, Ra. Now I'm number two for them."
"Number three, Bianca number one." said Aralia, smiling cunningly.
"Yes .., you're right, you immigrants got rid of the real landowners."
"Snack of Ara's cell phone. Let's see if there's a message or a call" Aralia said, asking Varga to take it from the bag.
Varga opens a bag of clothes, searches for them, and accidentally pulls one of Aralia's underwear.
"Nothing, Ra. There's this." Varga said lifting a lacy black bra in front of Aralia, and getting a pinch from Aralia in the abdomen.
"Ahh .. pain know?" Varga endured the pain.
"Essum! Find the word papah earlier mama tipped kok."
"Nothing, definitely forgetfulness again."
"Call brother, ih ...,"
"Yes-yes, you're a bawel." Varga calls Aralia's number and gets an answer.
"Oh papa forgot to take him upstairs. Papa's in the car." said Mr. Roland from across.
"Yes let Varga take it there" Varga said.
"There's in the car, papa forgot to bring it. Wait here let me take it." Varga rushed out to the parking lot.
After retrieving his phone, Varga immediately pressed the on button and saw there were some missed calls as well as some incoming messages. Varga was curious about the message from anyone. But Varga can't because it's encoded.
Varga took a deep breath. He walked back towards the elevator and in his step Aralia's phone rang. Sure enough to call in the name of emoji love. Varga closed her eyes and lifted her up.
"Dear you went to college today, right?" It was like being struck by lightning in the light of the day Varga squeezed the thing in his grasp.
"I'm waiting at college, I miss you. You're better, right?" he said again, hearing those words Varga held back emotions and even ignored the open elevator doors.
"I'll meet you but not today. So prepare yourself." replied Varga with a flat gaze and a cold voice that anyone saw would shudder in horror. This time his gentle and loving figure turned into a terrifying demonic look.
No sound from there, quiet but it's still connected. Just as Varga was about to turn it off the instant Reven's voice came back.
"Well, let's meet and we'll discuss this. But, please don't be rude to Aralia." Please, make Varga chuckle wickedly.
"I will not trouble my wife for this." she said coldly, interestingly. The man across there even begged not to hurt his own wife.
"I heard she was sick, how was she?" Sounds anxious.
"Of course he's good, there's a family that loves him very much here. But I warn you whatever's going on with my wife right now. It's none of your business, you have no right to worry for her" Varga said calmly. Varga turned off his phone and pushed back the elevator button.
After the door opened, Varga stepped wide towards Aralia's room in the care. He opened the door and looked directly at Aralia who was eating her breakfast. Her gaze was still cold and her face was flat but upon seeing the petite Aralia turn to her with a sweet smile, her heart was in a mess. What should he do to know his wife is cheating?