Love Above the Wounds
Brother From Far

Bu Anjani waved his hand at Fitri who walked over to him, Alex still in his arms.

"Let's Fit, sit down, you must know him, right?" bu Anjani asked as she pointed at a handsome young man before her.

"Ken? Of course I know Mom, she was the tour guide when me and Mas Dicky were on vacation in Japan!" replied Fitri who immediately sat next to Bu Anjani.

"Well, Miss Fitri! I really didn't think Doctor Dicky was Bu Anjani's son! Then we're still brothers dong!" said Ken.

"really?" tanya Fitri gasped.

"Yes, of course, it was in Japan that I once said, if this Anjani Bu is my Mother's Brother, yes I still call her Mother, because my mother is dead!" answer Ken.

"What are you doing here, Ken?" ask Fitri.

"Bu Anjani invited me, she said Mother will make a thanksgiving party! I want to meet my boyfriend hehe!" ken answered while scratching his head.

"Thanksgiving party??" gumam Fitri's.

"Yes Fit, the Thanksgiving party, Mother has regained Mother's child, Dicky survived death and can go through the crisis yesterday, also the birth of Mother's grandchild!" answer Ms. Anjani.

"Ohh, I see, Mom, but Mom, Mas Dicky is still in the hospital!" fitri.

"When Dicky gets home, I'm gonna have a Thanksgiving party! Come here Alex in Oma's car ya!" Bu Anjani immediately thrust his hand, Fitri then gave Alex to Bu Anjani.

"Well, Doctor Dicky's son is very handsome! Just like his dad!" ken said while poking Alex's reddish cheeks.

Suddenly from the front door came a beautiful, tall and white woman, with shoulder-length straight hair, who looked very fashionable and classy.

The woman immediately walked over to Bu Anjani.

"Good morning Aunt Anjani, sorry I just got here!" greet the woman.

Bu Anjani turned his head and they immediately hugged and kissed the right left cheek looking very familiar.

"Keyla! Come here, why did you just come? Aunt has been waiting for you since, this is Fitri, Dicky's wife!" said Bu Anjani.

Fitri and Keyla then took names.

"Fit, Keyla is the son of Dicky's father's distant relatives, the first time Dicky and Keyla were still in the womb, they had wanted to be betrothed from the baby, because the difference in age they were only one month adrift, because they were only one month, but unfortunately the new tragedy began when Dicky was born, and everything was ruined because of the actions of Ms. Arini, forced to hide Dicky!" ma'am Anjani.

The deg!

Fitri's heart immediately beat hard, now Fitri who feels foreign to the world around him, there is a new family that is different from the world with him.

"Keyla is an international designer, you know, just look at the way she dresses and dresses, but she's Dicky's age, but Keyla's not married yet!" continued Bu Anjani.

"Ah Auntie, don't talk about it!" sahut Keyla's.

"Sir Keyla, I and I are planning to see Doctor Dicky's sister, would you like to come along??" ask Ken who also looks familiar with Keyla.

"Of course, I used to see his face on social media, wanting me to see his real face, and I was shocked to learn that Doctor Dicky was Aunt Anjani's son!" keyla replied excitedly.

"How's Aunt's son? Handsome right?"

" Yes Aunt, very handsome, I'm curious!" sahut Keyla's.

"Then, what are you waiting for, if we go see my son, I've missed this too!" bring Bu Anjani.

Then they started to move out of place.

"Fit, haven't you been with Dicky all night, do you want to come back with us, or take a break to look after Alex?" asked Bu Anjani while looking towards Fitri.

Fitri was silent, somehow his feelings now so not karu-kulih, difficult to describe. There is a feeling of inferiority that is now beginning to overwhelm him.

"Yes Mom, I want to come see Mas Dicky!" answer Fitri.

"Then how was Alex?" ask Bu Anjani.

"Alex ... I will leave it for a while at Bi Sumi, I will pump the ASI again for supplies!" fitri.

"Ready!" sahut Ken's.

Ken and Keyla then moved to sit on the front porch of the house. They look fun chatting, Ken is indeed a friendly and warm person, so people feel at home chatting with him for a long time.

Fitri then carried Alek into his room and he began to pump his ASI again.

Suddenly Fitri remembered his mother Bu Eni, Bu Anjani and his family would visit Dicky, what would happen if Bu Eni returned to act with his always unexpected behavior.

There was a raging feeling in Fitri's mind.

Gts ... Gts ... Tok

Suddenly the door to Fitri's room was knocked from the outside.

"Who??" shouted Fitri from inside, because he was pumping his ASI.

"It's Bi Sumi!" bi Sumi's voice came from behind the door.

"Look Bi!" exclamation Fitri.

Bi Sumi then went inside Fitri's room.

"Said Bu Anjani, Ma'am Fitri wants to go back to the hospital again?" ask Bi Sumi.

"Yes Bi!"

"Aren't tired of going back and forth?"

"No Bi!" sahut Fitri's.

"Yes, later Aunt will take care of Alex, but pity Alex Ma'am, in the stay of his mother continues!" bi Sumi.

"Yes Bi, but ..." Fitri stopped his words.

"What the hell is it, Ma'am? How does it look like his face is turning moody?" ask Bi Sumi.

"It's okay Bi!" kilah Fitri's.

"Aunti knows Mbak Fitri for a long time, there must be something that Mbak Fitri hid!" guess Bi Sumi.

"Fitr!! You ready yet??" suddenly, Bu Anjani's voice came from outside Fitri's room.

"It's Mom!!" replied Fitri who immediately cleaned her clothes and milk bottles.

"Titip Alex yes Bi!" pinta Fitri once again.

"Yes, I'm there, I'm waiting!" suhut Bi Sumi who directly carried Alex.

"Alex, I'm sorry Mama, pray Papa gets well so we can get together again!" fitri whispered to the baby while peeping his forehead.

Fitri then immediately walked down then headed forward, Bu Anjani, Ken and Keyla were already standing waiting for him.

"Fitri, you're supposed to be at home looking after Alex, I don't want Mom's granddaughter to be the same fate as Dicky, away from Mom's affection, but if you want to go to the hospital that's your right too!" said Bu Anjani.

"Sorry Mom, but I'm ..."

"Here you go, it's noon, we'd better get going now!" said Bu Anjani.

They then started getting into Ken's car, and rushed to the hospital.

Fitri's feeling started to get bad.

Connect ...

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