ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 99. OTHER SIDE

"Yes?" the orange hijab girl turned around.

"Eh. Sorry."

"Search Fio? her friend?" said the foreign girl again, Shan arrived following the two.

"I-iya, do you know where my Fio is?" tanya Fayyadh, is taken in by him.

"He's there, come with me."

Fayyadh patted Shan's arm, quickly following the guide until he arrived at one of the stands.

"Viona Rose."

"Fio, there's something you're looking for" he told the two men.

"Hello good night, want custom cake or hampers? please choose," greet the beautiful little girl, at a glance similar to Fiora.

"You're not my Fio. Fiora Akshaya," Fayyadh murmured heard by Shan.

"Obviously not, Mas. Fio doesn't do that," Shan said, prompting Fayyadh to leave while apologizing for mistaking someone for him.

The owner of Arza preschool is then headed to a coffee tent. He sat there, contemplating fate. Just now Shan was about to kongkow for a moment, Fayyadh's phone rang.

"Umma, Shan's bentar." Fayyadh makes the loudspeaker call because he is lazy to touch the phone.

"Yes Umma, assalamu'alaikum. I'm coming home the day after tomorrow. Haah what?"

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Not that, Mum. Athirah ran away from the dormitory because on the weekend he came home, misunderstood Kaffa's arrival home and told him that he would propose tomorrow, kaffa asked Abi to help disguise Ryuki ... Abi you're raging again it's the same Baba Gamal, have a son of error, just tempting Zeda .. Good thing your sister said to run away where," kekeh Aiswa.

"Geez, there's more, kid. He never went out of town by himself. How later ... run away to say, basic Zeda," said Fayyadh worried.

"Said Abi, please Mas pick him up at the station at two o'clock this morning. Do not ask questions, Umma followed directly there using the morning train ba'da," Aiswa's message again.

Fayyadh disobeys his mother's orders. Before closing the call, a faint voice ranted Amir who said, "Persis ye, Rohi. It used to be her runaway mother, now Zeda."

The two young men chuckled, the fruit falling not far from the tree. If Fayyadh impressed judes and impatient, another thing with Athirah who is very irritable talk is also super shy. All three sons of Amir inherited the character of Aiswa, except Hanan, exactly like the photocopian Amir.

...***...

Next morning.

Athirah has joined the Solo family at breakfast. Only Maira can talk to him.

"Zeda, what food did Cirebon bring? I want longgo rice," said Maira.

"No, Brother. No time to buy," he said slowly.

Abah called the maid, asking to make a portion of Maira's wish, fearing when her grandson was pregnant.

"Sir, are you filled in?" sahut Danarhadi's.

Shan was already anxious, he was worried that Maira's mood was changing while the two would fly to Surabaya.

"Fill rice, bread, juice and more. No Yut, the new time makes overnight already directly so. Think of a print from gugel what?" answer Maira cuek.

Uhuk. Uhuk.

Abah and Shan are shocked at Maira's nagging answer.

"If this one, exactly pluck ketiplek Naya. Ngasal by the way," said Danarhadi while throwing lettuce to the plate Maira.

"Well, that's how it is. I don't like ah, when pregnant when pregnant. Do not know, in fact diligently make a night saban not yet lamented as well," complained Maira.

"Dad." Shan was unwell, calling his wife to be quiet.

"Replace Nduk, every morning or afternoon and evening," continued Abah terbahak.

"Shan, Shan, your fate derbe bojo macem Maira," Danarhadi said, shaking his head.

"Sa, how's your grandson? behind perfection there is aja errornya," kekeh the sepuh.

"Yes the name is a creature, Cake. Not perfect even Shan, if you run out of bath, wet towels left on the mattress are never taken into place. Yes Shan," Abah said.

Uhuk. Shan choked again, this time on target. Maira and Fayyadh just chuckled crisply.

"Even as perfect as Shan just like that, you don't cry, Mas. If you pull clothes from the closet mbok do not cake want to throw grenades. All messed up again, mban and Umma was complaining every day. After eating in the room, yes brought all the used .. and long time more than women eeh the result is that too, use perfume more than the perfumer, bottle pocket. Pancen, rarely flush," Danarhadi disarmed his great-granddaughter's habit. (bath)

Light conversation discussed the other side of the descendants of Kusuma coloring morning, until the residents of Joglo Ageng release the departure of Shan and Maira to Surabaya.

"Mas, I'm still mapping where Fio is. Mifyaz managed to scan a clue again. I told you after finishing in Surabaya yes," Shan said when he would get into the car that would take them to the airport.

...***...

Nightfall.

Aiswa arrived in Solo since Ashar. He spoke to the second princess. Ask about the reasons behind this escape.

Athirah Zaida was silent, not wanting to talk much even though the Mother released her opinion. A few hours after my silent jaunt, those thin lips spoke.

"I don't want to be away from Abi if I get married. Because of the vocational school, I want to continue college like Mas, but do not want to go out of town. If you have to get married, you can delay having children. Yes Umma," asked Zeda quietly.

"Can. If it's about getting married, it's your right, son. With regard to pregnancy and others talk to your future husband later. Umma did not make Abi's children to marry young if it is not willing and ready," explained Aiswa, asserting that his daughter's estimates were wrong.

Eventually the misunderstanding improved. The girl was getting comfortable with her mother. Until midnight.

"Mas. Mas. Wake up, take Zeda to the hospital, he has a very high fever," said Aiswa woke the son in the next room.

Fayyadh wakes up to hear his mother panic. He quickly grabbed his jacket and took his grandfather's car keys. Athirah's limp body was forced to lift him towards the car.

At one in the morning. Hospitals.

Doctors diagnosed second daughter Amir experiencing fatigue and mild stress so minimal food intake. Aiswa then admonished the brother why not pay attention to his sister properly, Zeda has a history of maag.

Fayyadh forgot, he felt guilty too. Aiswa's son then volunteered to take care of the nursery for his sister. While crossing the IGD lobby, the room was visibly boisterous by some of the patients who came.

"Prepare the room for three students," exclaimed one of the medical personnel.

Fayyadh took a quick look, ignored the sikon there and went to the information section to complete the file so that Athirah could immediately move to the treatment room.

A few hours passed.

Brakkar's second daughter Aiswa pushed the sisters to move towards the third floor. The VIP room was full that night so it was forced to use non exclusive first-class facilities.

"Umma, two later, one room. It's wide, it's okay, it's full here again," said Fayyadh.

"What's wrong, tomorrow at least Zeda has returned," said Aiswa.

Arriving in the room, there are no other residents who occupy the cage at the end there, Aiswa is relieved, at least this crucial night they have little privacy.

"Umma's company, you're leaving tomorrow right?" said Aiswa leaning his head on the shoulder strapping his son when he just sat on the sofa.

"He em's. But if Zeda hasn't improved, I'm postponing" replied the eldest son. Looking towards his sister's brakar who was being adjusted by medical personnel.

The two spent the night in the hospital until dawn. Aiswa gets another patient's friend in one treatment room.

"Why him? from where?"

"Fatigue, Ana from As-shidqu" replied a girl who was with the patient on a white bed.

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