Love Blanket Revenge
Love Blanket Revenge #Episode 148

Naqi immediately woke up as she felt her hand twitch.

"Mamih, thank God Mamih finally realized too," Naqi said by rubbing her palm, indicating the man was very happy with his mother's consciousness. Although Naqi also knew that with the awareness of the mamih it was a sign that the problem would get worse. He has to tell the truth what happened. Although Naqi hesitated because of Qanita's health that could have deteriorated again.

Qanita seemed to be twitching her throbbing forehead. "Well, how's your sister and her son doing now?" qanita asked in her soft voice, and still clearly saw sadness on her tired face.

Glekk...Naqi gulped down his saliva violently, confused between being honest or he would lie to this reality. Moreover, the condition of Qanita became Naqi's consideration. To be careful in speaking.

"Qari was not aware, but her condition continued to improve, and her son was the same. Mamih prayed well so that Qari quickly realized, as well as her daughter. They are strong women, so Mamih don't worry they must be strong." Naqi rubbed the back of Qanita's hand, the woman still lying limply, an oxygen hose was attached to the middle-aged woman's nose. Qanita's condition immediately dropped to see the condition of Qari as severe as that. Whereas all this time Qanita was a very strong person.

"Mamih wants to see Qari and his son Bang."

Just contact Naqi's face immediately changed, because if Qanita saw Qari and her son lying would be found out, she was not ready to see her mammih condition getting worse again. Let Qanita recover first and Naqi will tell you exactly what happened, especially in Qinar.

"Mih, Mamih's condition is still weak, Naqi does not want Mamih to get sicker instead. For now Mamih focus on rest first well, so that Mamih's body, after being healthy Mamih can see Qari and also her baby. The ones guarding Qari are already many, there are Alzam, Cyra and Grandpa as well," Naqi replied carefully so that the mamih would not be offended.

Naqi also certainly did not dare to tell the condition of his grandfather who dropped like his mother.

"What are you saying isn't lying, is it Bang?" It was as if the middle-aged woman knew and could read that what Naqi said was a lie. To make himself calm.

"Mih, sometimes even Mamih knows better than Naqi himself, does Mamih see that Naqi is lying. Naqi was only worried about Mamih and Qari and Qinar, so from then on Naqi looked like a confused person because Naqi was afraid that anything would happen to you. Especially Mamih who had fainted long enough. Naqi even had a bad time of thinking. But now Naqi was a bit calmer since Mamih was already conscious." Naqi also tried to pull her lips to make a curved line, on her sad face, for Qanita to believe what she said.

"Thank you, you've been a filial son. Titip take care of Qari and the grandson of mamih yah Darling. They don't want anything to happen to them. They want them all to be happy. Apologize to them because you can't take care of them."

Naqi wiped away the tears that came from the corner of her beloved mother's eyes. "Mamih don't worry Naqi will take care of them. Naqi won't let anything happen to them. Naqi promised Mamih." Lastly Naqi kissed the back of the hand of the woman who had given her life. The mother who taught the meaning of patience a lot, and now had to lie helplessly on the patient's bed. It breaks the heart of a child who witnesses all this.

"Mamih rest well, or want to eat something?" naqi asked in a very soft voice, and that made Qanita shake the crystal from the corner of her eyes, not just sadness because her daughter who was critical post-natal was not yet conscious, and also the grandchildren who still struggle to be born prematurely, but also on the grace of the very reliable baby that is Naqi. Although Naqi and Qari would continue to quarrel, but when Qari was doomed Naqi was the most anxious and most body mate for the younger brother.

Naqi as brother and firstborn child is very practical. That's why Qanita tears up there is sadness, but there is also an immeasurable sense of pride when she has a responsible child and loves her very much.

"Mamih just woke up, there is no way mamih rest again. Mama wants to eat. Mamih must hurry so as to quickly gather with the grandchildren and children of mamih."

Ser... blood seemed to be racing up on his head, his chest rippled violently when he heard Qanita's words.

Naqi smiled forcefully, then lowered her head, blasting her guilty face. "What if Mamih later found out that Qinara no longer existed in this world. Qinar was happy to live in God's paradise."

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Naqi walked with heavy feet towards the chair, where there was a man sitting daydreaming, as if he had not moved from the seat.

However, the fact is that the man did not not move, all he did was walk to the glass window to see his beloved wife afterwards will sit thinking about her baby now what is it? It was like that until it felt like his body did not know what to do other than to do it over and over again.

"Mamih was aware, at this time I can hold back that Mamih did not see the condition of Qari and Qinar, I can persuade him and say that if everything is fine, Qinar's condition is also fine, but I did not know after waking up Mamih would want to stay rested in her room, or force to meet Qari and Qinar. What should we do." Naqi's voice instantly startled the dreamy Alzam.

Alzam was silent for a moment. "I don't know what to say if Qari wakes up. How do I tell him that his son is no longer there. Not yet Brother Cyra earlier also called him confused to say what to Grandpa who kept asking the condition of Qari and Qinar. Similarly, Brother Cyra also did not say the truth. Although sister-in-law already knows the facts about Qinar."

Alzam stared blankly ahead, his mind still confused by all this. He also not only thought about Qari, the mother-in-law, and Latif, but in his mind also worried about Tantri's mentality which would immediately deteriorate if he knew Qari's child died. The little boy will be constantly haunted by feelings of guilt.

"Al.. how about we adopt a baby who has just given birth, to be made a replacement baby. It's not that there are a lot of babies out there who are dumped by their parents, or there are less fortunate babies with unsaved mothers, and we can adopt one of them." Naqi spoke a little louder as he thought that this idea was the solution to every problem his family faced.

Alzam instantly turned his face looking solemnly at Naqi. "What is it is not too risky considering that the child is not the blood of Qari meat. What if Qari and the others knew this fact?  I'm too afraid to add new problems" Alzam replied confusedly, although Alzam could not deny the idea of his brother-in-law including reasonable, and indeed could be the right solution.

"We shut up all the doctors, nurses, Doni, Deon and anyone who knows about this fact, we have to make sure that everything can be closed smoothly, otherwise we can keep our mouths shut. We can also be rude if they mess around, especially Deon once again he's the one who's going to move on." There was anger from the word for word Naqi said.

"But what's looking for a newborn child would be easy, isn't it hard enough." Alzam would follow the advice of his sister-in-law all for the common good.

"You leave it to me, I'll find the boy and you just have to say that the baby is okay." Naqi reached into her pants pocket to reach for her cell phone, and contacted how many doctors worked in the hospital as well as in a maternity clinic and midwives and orphanages. Naqi is more looking for a child who has no parents and is certainly newborn to take care of it more easily and of course when it grows up it will not be a problem.

Not to forget the maternity house which is currently the place for Qari to give birth also became Naqi's advice to find information on the babies.  Naqi asked the nurse doctor and all the hospital workers to keep Qinar's death a secret.

"Everything is safe, I hope soon someone will tell me about the baby" Naqi said as he sat next to Alzam.

Alzam himself only replied to him with a wry smile, happy or sad that Alzam had to show. Maybe now this method will be the right solution but do not know for the future is this way the best way, and does not cause new problems? That's what's on Alzam's mind.

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And elsewhere.

The granddaughter who just entered Dena's room was quite surprised by the room nuanced female, neat and many women's equipment in the room.

"Whose room is this? Would I touch his things and borrow his clothes without getting angry?

In Dena's room, the Grandson himself was confused there were many women's clothes, a good border actually for himself who was wearing dirty and also smelly, as well as he could borrow, at least he could borrow, but a second later the Grandson was confused again, he was also afraid that later he would be scolded by Deon and Jec, especially later who had clothes knew that his clothes were in use, he said, there it will be chopped again.

"Surely these clothes are not cheap prices." Grandson just quietly sculpt a beautiful room, spacious and certainly neat and fragrant.

Well, it is in accordance with Deon's orders that the housekeeper in his house must tidy up Dena's room every day and give fragrances, because Deon believes that his brother still often comes to live in that room. Dena likes a nice room. That's why every corner of Dena's room has a room freshener that Dena likes.

"Ah, I'll try asking Jec." The granddaughter again swung her legs back towards her boss's room.

"What's Cu?" jec asked after the Grandson who repeatedly knocked on Deon's room door.

"Jec, I didn't bring a change of clothes, inside the room was a girl's outfit, was I allowed to wear it? I'll promise you a clean grandson and give him back." The grandson hurriedly said his promise to return, when he saw Jec's face.

"You better wait here, I'll ask Mr. Deon. It was Dena's clothes afraid that the Boss would get angry" said Jec, again closing the door to his room and he entered to ask Deon who was still locking himself in the bathroom.

"Come Jec!!" Deon's voice was heard from the bathroom, and Jec followed Deon's words, which turned out to be the man who was soaking without opening his clothes.

"The grandson wanted to borrow Kak Dena's clothes, and he promised to wash them and return them tomorrow. He didn't bring a change of clothes."

"Joe it does not need to be returned, if necessary take what he likes. Dena would have liked it if her stuff was used by someone else, rather than just being stored." Deon said casually. Unlike Jec who was surprised by what his boss said.

"Thank you, sir, I'll tell the Grandson." Jec immediately moved on to say to the Grandchild, but only a few steps back again Jec looked at Deon who was still relaxing on the bathtub with his head up and eyes closed.

"Sir, take the right shower, because if you take a bath is not right I will be angered by Grandchild, or you want me to call Grandchild at this time to advise You?" asked Jec he was very sure that Deon would definitely not want to deal with the Grandson.

"Yes, yes I will bathe properly you go out, I want to be naked if you want to see it" Deon snorted with a sharp look at Jec.

Jec immediately turned around and returned to the outside of course with a winning smile.

"What is so scary Grandson to the point that Mr. Deon is so afraid of dealing with the woman" Jec gerundel chuckled.

Jec again opened the door, where there was a Grandson who was still standing firmly.

"Where's Jec?"

"You use whatever you want, Dena won't get angry, and Mr. Deon says you don't have to give it back either."

Grandson immediately widened his eyes. "This is serious, the clothes are not cheap clothes how not to be returned later if the one who has the clothes is angry because the clothes I wear and not be returned how?" grandson Boy. He was taught by his grandmother and grandfather not to take advantage of the kindness of others. Women are taught to live independently and not depend on others.

"No, Dena won't get angry if she wears it on you, and Dena will like it if you like her things too. Udah there shower already almost morning after this we eat and sleep, so that the body wake up tomorrow is delicious and fresh must be you cape really," said Jec while cutting the shoulders of the Grandchild to immediately pass from his face.

The grandson could only resign when Jec asked him to immediately clean his dirty body. "Ah the important thing I have permission, and if Jec and Boss say in use what's wrong, then that's my sustenance.

The woman went straight back into Dena's room. "The room is really nice, but it feels lonely." Grandson monologue in his bath every pay attention to the design of rooms and items that are neatly arranged.

"Where is the owner of the room going? Is it possible to work somewhere else or go to college?" As she continued to ask herself, the granddaughter went into the bathroom. Again and again Grandson was shocked when he saw the very large bathroom.

"Oh my God why the bathroom is so big, so big clean, and again the same fragrant smell as in the room," said Grandson again. He was satisfied to go around in the bathroom, immediately immediately took a clean bath and rubbed his very dirty body, with warm water. Long enough Grandson soaked with warm water, until he felt now his body was fresh, a little fatigue led.

A set of nightgowns Grandson borrowed from the owner of the clothes. "Miss Dena, I borrowed it yeah." After dressing neatly, the grandson went down to look for a kitchen and would cook. Indeed, Jec asked that the Grandchild wake his housekeeper, but because the Grandchild did not know where the housekeeper's room so that the Grandchild chose simple cooking, not want to make others bother.

"Special fried rice has been served on the dining table, and of course there are beef eggs as well, and Cucu also sauteed mustard and baso vegetables to complement fried rice. After all was ready the Grandson went back up to the second floor and called Jec and Deon to eat first before they went to bed again.

"Jec, the food is ready. Let's eat'" cried the Grandson from the front door, and not long Jec came out with a face that was no less fresh with grandchildren.

"You try to persuade Mr. Deon, he's acting again." Jec pointed to Deon who was just standing in front of the window glass staring out there where outside the house was suddenly less friendly weather. The drizzle and wind were blowing quite hard.

Grandson inhaled a deep breath and exhaled slowly, it was like he was going to do a test of his chest guts immediately rumbling violently.

"Sir..." The granddaughter patted Deon on the shoulder and sure enough Deon immediately regained his senses.

"Cu, it's raining out there, isn't Qinar crying cold?" deon asked with a hoarse and heavy voice and flushed eyes.

"Sir, rain for some people is a blessing and a blessing, as well as the feeling of Qinar, he in his new home is not cold and also does not cry Qinar is happy in heaven with his new friends." Grandchild's soft voice made Deon feel comfortable.

"But you know that Cu, Qinar's body was piled up by the ground and that's a sign of Qinar in pain." Deon was still reluctant to move from where he stood.

"The body of the Qinar may be broken, all the bodies of lifeless beings will certainly be damaged, but not with the spirit or soul of the Qinar he immediately ascended to heaven to meet God. That's the privilege of children when they die God immediately promises him heaven."

Deon was still standing, but at this moment did not throw any more questions. Just staring out the window that was still raining.

"Master, this yuk meal is almost four o'clock in the morning and I've also cooked. We eat yah." The grandson again patted Deon on the shoulder so as not to daydream again.

Deon looked towards the Grandchild again. "I'm not hungry Cu."

The grandson closed his eyes perfectly. "Master please help me too..." Grandchild's words were cut off by Deon.

"Bring the food here Cu, I'm lazy to go down!" Deon who has memorized very well that the Grandson will be angry can only resign. Hungry or not having to eat because Grandson is more creepy than Jec.

"Master, eating and going down will not take up to half an hour. Come down, do not be too habitual always want to be served," replied Grandson, a voice that had begun to sound cold made Deon finally conformed to the speech of the Grandchild.

"All right, I'm down." Although it seems that Deon does not like it and certainly heavy to go down, but Deon also forced him lazily. While Jec himself gave two thumbs to the grandson.

"The next month's paychecks and bonuses I'll make sure go into your account" whispered Jec, and naturally in reply the fluffy smile of the Grandson.

 The grandson immediately gave the symbol ok, and puffed up his chest, this is the good news that he had been waiting for.

"Master, I don't know where Auntie's room is, and I can only cook fried rice and this alone," said the Grandson as she looked on Deon's disappointed face.

"Is there no other food, and why are you cooking all this, if I die with this food how," Deon snorted, he pulled the chair violently and sat on it.

"If you die, I will be very poor, at the same time happy. Unfortunately for sure going to jail, happy because I'm not dizzy with your childish attitude." The grandson immediately took the cooked fried rice and egg with vegetables in a small bowl to make a fresh throat with clear vegetables from white mustard.

Deon frowned perfectly when the Grandson served him a completely strange meal. But Deon did not dare to protest.

"Well eat what you are, and if you die Jec and I will die too, and don't ask any other food, because there's nothing to eat but this." The granddaughter took rice for herself and for Jec.

Neither Deon nor Jec would appeal with protests. This morning they ate with a dish that is not too bad taste. Indeed, when viewed from the appearance of the cuisine Grandson is not very appetizing, but compared to the taste of the champion.

"Says food is weird, but it's gone too."

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