
Fitri was still sitting in the hospital lobby with Alex, whose face looked sleepy.
It had been almost half an hour for Fitri to wait but there was no word from Dicky, Fitri began to fidget.
"Ma, how long have we been waiting here? Papa where's Ma? let's go to the room yuk!" take Alex.
"Please wait a minute Alex, maybe Papa is still busy, if Alex is sleepy, just boboan here in the lap of mama!" fitri said while patting his thigh, so Alex could fall asleep on his lap.
"But I'm tired of mah, let's go to Papa's room yuk, I'm tired of being hungry again!" alex Rajuk.
Fitri could not refuse the invitation of his son, it was natural that such a small child was bored in the hospital lobby.
Then Fitri leads Alex slowly to the elevator, intending to go straight to Dicky's room.
In the elevator, Fitri met with doctor Tika, a pediatrician who was quite senior at the hospital.
"Good afternoon Ms. Fitri, the parents of Ms. Fitri have just arrived from Yogyakarta, now they are in the treatment room!" said doctor Tika.
"Thank you Doctor Tika, if you may know what room is there? looks like Dicky's still busy!" ask Fitri.
"Bu Fitri's parents' treatment room is on the second floor, Mom, just come there, it's in the VIP room, it looks like Dicky's doctor is busy today, he received many guests in his room." replied doctor Tika.
Shortly after the elevator door opened, Fitri came out of the elevator while guiding Alex, because it had reached the 2nd floor.
He abandoned his intention to go to Dicky's room, because he had just heard from Tika's doctor that his parents were on the 2nd floor of the VIP room.
On the second floor there was only one VIP room, Fitri went straight to the room, impatiently he wanted to see the state of Pak Karta, after reaching Fitri directly opened the door of the room.
Pak Karta was seen lying on the patient's bed, while Bu Eni was waiting beside her.
Fitri then approached her parents.
"Sir, how are you? You're okay, right?" tanya Fitri was a little anxious, because Pak Karta's face looked very pale.
"Fitri, your father should not be spoken to first, said the doctor he had to rest a lot, let's talk there with mom!" sahut Bu Eni while pointing at the sofa in the corner of the room.
They then moved to sit on the sofa in the corner of the room, Fitri immediately laid Alex who looked very sleepy.
"Alex, this is boboan near grandma, grandma miss Alex, Alena is not coming?" ask Bu Eni while stroking Alex's hair.
"Dek Alena at Nek's house, said Mama Dek Alena is still a child, so can't go to the hospital, right in the hospital a lot of the virus!" answer Alex.
"Mom, have you met Mas Dicky? been in the hospital a long time or just arrived?" ask Fitri.
"We haven't been long before, son, we were taken straight to this room by order of Dicky's son, but we haven't met Dicky, just a doctor who examined him, he said you must often and routinely take medication because lately the asthma of the Father often relapses, even now exposed to symptoms of mild stroke, hands and feet are difficult to move, Poor Mr. Fit! " said Mrs Edi.
"Mom, I also need rest, do not worry too much father, here are many doctors and nurses, if I'm tired I have prepared 1 room for mother at home, I'm tired, so you can take turns to look after the Father! " said Fitri.
"Yes Fit, but you are used to being taken care of by the mother, later the father will be hesitant and uncomfortable if taken care of by others, it's okay for you to keep the Father, after all, here is a comfortable place, you can sleep on a soft mattress, just think of staying at a hotel!" said Bu Eni.
"It's up to Mom, but I don't want you to also get sick because of the soybean looking after Dad, you used to be sick too! " sahut Fitri's.
"Fit, Mom is healthy now, you Don't worry, anyway Mom wants to be with you, unless you're healed, just went home with mom! " said Mrs Eni.
Fitri could not deny the words of his mother, so far his mother and father were always together, although they had different temperaments and different dispositions, but the love between them united their hearts, so that there is no difference between them, can receive and give each other.
"Well then Mom, I must be tired from the long journey, wait a minute Mom, leave Alek for a while here, I want to buy food first at the cafe under the hospital!" fitri.
Alex seems to have fallen asleep on the sofa, the boy looks tired, Fitri stroked Alex's hair and then fixed his sleeping position.
"Why should you buy food under Fit? Can't I just order online?" ask Bu Eni.
"Yes, ma'am, but I'm all looking for Mas Dicky, I haven't met him yet, even though I made a deal! then I'm walking now, ma'am!" pamit Fitri's. Bu Eni nodded his head.
Fitri then moved out of the room, before she went downstairs to buy food she walked towards Dicky's room.
Dicky's room was on the third floor, Fitri deliberately climbed the stairs to get to Dicky's room, while looking at the atmosphere of the hospital that afternoon seemed so crowded, so crowded, in her heart she was proud of her husband and the achievements she made, as a wife, Fitri was proud to have a husband like Dicky.
After arriving at the 3rd floor, Fitri then walked towards Dicky's room in the corner of the corridor, the 3rd floor was quieter than the second floor, there were only a few nurses walking and a few visitors, because the afternoon coincided with the time of patient visit.
When Fitri reached Dicky's room when he was about to open the glass door of the room, he suddenly stopped his steps, seeing Dicky talking seriously to someone.
Fitri did not know who the man was, but from behind it was seen that the man had long hair and it was certain that it was a woman, suddenly there was a rumble inside Fitri's chest, why would Dicky talk to someone in his room? Can't he just talk in a public place?
Finally Fitri undoes his intention to enter Dicky's room, he then goes back down, heading to the cafe to buy food as promised to Bu Eni.
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Just for info, at the end of this year the novel is finished yes guys, Author has prepared a new novel that is certainly no less exciting with this story, yuk still support Author, thank you ...