
The days that Ali went through were very busy with taking care of his patients who never diminished. It can even be said to increase a lot each day. Only one factor is children who like to eat candy and chocolate. Make their teeth hurt and some even cracked and rounded.
Since Ali's first meeting with the presumptuous girl who entered his room, Ali never again saw the girl in his house. For three days Ali had never met the girl, not even at breakfast or dinner. The point is Ali doesn't know where the girl went.
"Don't the doctor have lunch?" A friend of Ali's profession walked into Ali's room after the girl knocked on the door.
"Not Doc," he replied.
"How about we have lunch in the cafeteria?" bargain with a smile.
Ali nodded. "All right,"
Finally Ali and Weni left for the cafeteria together.
"What do doctors want to order?" weni asked looking at the handsome face of the man who was in front of her.
"I ordered fried rice with ice tea. Just call Wen by name, don't use frills, "he asked.
"Alright," he replied. "fried rice is the same ice tea two yes Ma'am," he asked the waiter there.
"Good Brother,"
Long wait for the end of their order to arrive. They ate lunch without any conversation. Only the voices of the people in the cafeteria filled the large room.
While at the table Ali and Weni no one spoke. Only spoons and forks give a sound in the silence of their desks.
"Where are you going to work?" Weni looked at Ali. Waiting for the answer the man would give.
"Rome Wen. Why?"
"none. I'm just saying it,"
"Oh that,"
"Emmm, are you busy later Al?" Weni looked at the face of the man she admired as the man set foot in this hospital.
Ali seemed to think for a moment. "It doesn't look like Wen," she replied.
Weni nodded. "How about we go play later Al?" bring him.
"By the way, where's Wen?" Ali looked at the girl in front of him.
"Emmm, to the club?" Weni gave Ali advice.
"No! I can't go there Wen" Ali replied firmly. Mother and Abinya strictly forbid him to go to such places. What's more there are a lot of women who dress very, very unsightly in view.
"Why Al?" Weni looked confused by Ali. Even though it is only natural not to go there, let alone they are both adults.
"Mother Abi didn't let me in there. Even stuff," honestly Ali.
Weni glared at Ali's reply. Didn't think the man was afraid because of the prohibition from his parents. Though many teenage children under them who come to visit there.
"We are grown up Al. It is no longer a child who must obey the wishes of parents. Moreover, we know what is good and what is bad" he explained.
"Because to me parents are number one. I am either an adult or a child. The words of the parents are not wrong. Then it is also for my good and what else to get into that illegal place? Not even a profit or loss." he stressed. "I'm Wen first!" Ali stood up. Leaving Weni who was staring at the wide back of the man.
"Based on Mama's son" he sneered after no longer seeing Ali's whereabouts.
****
Time keeps rolling. Ali's work hours are over, it's time for the man to go home because, no rest from his family, Ali did not stop by anywhere. Drove the car he drove to the residence of his parents casually.
"Abang," Aileen immediately ran towards Ali who had just got off the car. Followed behind him Azlan who was laughing giggling towards him.
"Wahhh was already fragrant, just a brother who still smelled asem," Ali landed his kiss on the cheeks of his two sisters.
"No Abang Abang fragrant really," said Aileen after kissing Ali's cheek.
"really?"
"Yes,"
"Yes, we're in." Ali carried his two younger siblings. The happy looks of the two children.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mother, Abi," Salam Ali when he had entered the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Son,"
"Descended dear, you must be tired if your carrier," Yumna pinta told her son.
"It's okay, Bun. They are not too heavy, either" replied Ali.
"Alhamdulillah smoothly Bi," he replied.
"Alhamdulillah if so,"
Ali took down his two younger brothers. Tell them to sit with their Mother and Abi. While Ali went to the room to clean his body that was already very sticky.
Comb his hair to make it look neat, and give moisturizing cream on his face so as not to look dull. Ali took her body downstairs to join her other family.
"Al may you ask for help?" yumna asked when she saw her son who looked clean.
"Seek what's Bun for help?" tanyanya's confused.
"Please take Mika to her friend Al's house. It was raining there so there was no vehicle to ride Mika," pinta Yumna.
"Mika? Mika who's Bun?" Ali did not understand the name of his mother. Isn't that Mimi and not Mika?
"Do you know what if Mika lives here?" Yumna looked at her son confused. Yumna thought Ali had met Mika, so Yumna did not say anything about the girl to her son.
"No Bun, all I know is Mimi. It was Ai who knew his name. Once upon a time the second day I stayed here to see that girl," To be honest.
"Mimi is Mika, Al. Ai did like to call Mika with Mimi, she said it was nice to be called Mimi than Mika," explained Yumna made her son surprised.
"O-oh, that's Bun. I don't know" he answered.
It's only fitting that Ali didn't see the girl for a few days. The girl was staying at her friend's house. Ali's mind returned again as he snapped and even violently chased away the girl. The little girl he used to love so much. The little girl who always clings to herself. His playmate when he was still in Padang, the hometown of the mother.
He last communicated with Mika a few years ago. Never once did he talk to the girl. But now unexpectedly the girl lived in her house with a very drastic change. The shoulder-length hair with slightly tapered cheeks, made the girl much different at the time Ali saw her first. Winning is more beautiful, but does not make me know her.
"Yes already Bun, where the address let al pick up," said Ali finally.
"On the street xxxx number xxxx,"
"I'll go first Bun, Bi," she said.
Ali immediately took the car keys that he had put in the living room drawer. Hurry to turn on the engine of her car to pick up Mika according to the address Yumna had told her.
The journey that took approximately 20 minutes, finally Ali arrived at the residence where Mika was located.
Geck...
Geck...
Geck...
"Assalammu'alaikum,"
Chequek...
"Wa'alaikumsalam," a middle-aged woman replied as she opened her door.
"Is there really a Mika here, Mom?" ask Ali politely.
"Ah yes there is a child, inside. Die in," he asked.
"No ma'am, I'll just wait here" Ali said.
"All right, I'll call you first,"
"Yes Ma'am,"
Ali waited for Mika by standing on the porch of the house. Although there was a chair there, it did not make the man land his body.
"I went home first Tia," said Mika when she arrived at the door.
Ali who heard that just directly faced the source of the sound. There are two girls interacting.
"Yes Mika, sometime nginep here again yes," he asked.
"All right,"
Next Mika faces someone who is now picking her up. At first Mika was surprised, but the girl relaxed her face so as not to look ascetic she was surprised by the presence of a man who a few days ago violently snapped at her.
"Sorry" The words came out of Ali's mouth when they were in the car.
Mika was surprised by the one word that escaped from the man's mouth. Sorry for what? What the man had was wrong so he let out such gentle words. Though a few days ago the mouth was very sharp out without knowing what the consequences of his speech last time.
TB