
Danu finally returned home after Puput and Lala school. His body felt weak, choosing to lay down on the bed. Mila, who was in the kitchen, heard someone come in and open the door. His steps went straight towards the sound.
"Mas is home?" ask Mila.
Danu just nodded small. He hid his face behind the bolts. Danu's response was flat. Her husband had even flown straight into the dream world. Danu looks pale. Mila thinks her husband is exhausted.
Before long the voice of the Maghrib reverberated. Mila woke her husband. Remind anything of the condition of the body of prayer do not stay. Danu also got up leaving the room. Because their bathroom is only one.
Mila back in the kitchen. Preparing dinner because he was not praying he could continue other activities. Mila opened the television, coincidentally was airing a drama themed Mermaid. While waiting for her husband finished praying and eating together. While Lala had eaten this afternoon, because she had to take medicine.
Danu also went out of the room. His body still feels weak. But he forced it because he appreciated Mila who had cooked.
While preparing dishes and moving rice and side dishes for her husband. Mila asked the man to talk for a moment.
"How was the patient?" Ask Mila
Danu was speechless, he couldn't possibly tell me who the patient was.
"Mrs Diana seemed to be progressing slowly. I've been working for two months but he's not showing any progress. I don't know what makes it so. It could be because the child is far away so not excited. And I look at her sister Diana's mother like there's something. I don't know what it is I don't know, which."
"Don't suudzon with anyone else, Mas. All you can see is the cover. It could be that her brother is kind and affectionate to Diana's mother."
"So his son came home. And I've been in a wheelchair. Unfortunately, Rubiah's mother had to take care of two paralyzed and stroke together."
"Emang son of Miss Diana is a boy or a girl, Mas. If she's a girl and young, you stop. Listen, you take care of the mothers I'm not calm, especially if the girls are young."
Danu smiled at his wife's words. He was happy at being jealous like that.
"Male" Danu replied as she landed a spoonful of rice plus side dishes.
"Pity for Diana, Mom. His son should have taken care of him at the time of knowing. But even his son is sick." Danu was still silent.
Danu is still busy with her meals in the kitchen. Mila was pleased to see Lala's condition. I don't know why he went into the room. Open closet. His gaze focused on the arrangement of the paper under the folds of the clothes.
Curious he finally opened the paper. See the health records written on behalf of "Andu Putra". Before he had not had time to read the entirety of Danu had already snatched it from his wife's hands.
Mila suspects that something is hidden by her husband, but the suspicion is on the edge, maybe the file is confidential, Mila feels too presumptuous to have opened the record.
Lala was bored all day in the room. He also sat in front of the television.
"Kok up?" Mila found her sister lying in front of the television.
"Bored in the room. Well, that's legend the blue sea not brother. Well, it's over." Lala is happy to have her favorite drakor airing. He was sick and had no other activities. He was praying in Maghrib. Due to suffocation, Lala was just lying.
Usually, Lala and Mila pray Maghrib in the mosque. Sometimes only Lala goes to the nearest mosque. It was certain that he would not have time to watch the show as he saw it now.
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Time passed, from morning until night. It's morning back. Mila was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her husband and sister.
"Mas, breakfast first," said Mila calling her husband who had not yet woken up.
"Sister, I want to go to school. I think my body is gone."
"No, you still have to rest. Brother already told your teacher in a WhatsApp group that you're still not well."
"But, brother .. I'm bored at home. I have nothing to school. If it's a little drop can sleep in the UKS."
"But you rest at home. Now you have breakfast and take your medicine. Brother Danu said there will soon be a doctor Vishnu who checks on you. Nih, brother makein oseng tempe your favorite"
"Tumben brother Danu hasn't woken up yet" Lala immediately sat down at the dinner table and picked up a plate of rice.
Lala noticed a big red mark on her brother's neck.
"That's brother's neck why? that red"
"In the bite of a beetle," replied Mila.
Mila and Lala were still engrossed in chatting at the dining table. There was a greeting from the front door. Lala guessed it was her brother's voice. For a few days Sarah kept asking Mila to cook.
"Assalamualaikum, Mila's brother"
"Hmmm must be Sarah's sister asking for more side dishes" said Lala.
Mila has prepared a dish for Sarah and Anjas. Since moving house Sarah often did not have time to cook.
"Girishalah, Sarah. Come inside. Brother was already cooking, but sorry brother has not had time to cook for you. So you eat here. Where's anjas?"
" Not yet awake, brother. I first had a lecture at nine. That's why I'm gonna go here first."
" Eh, there's Sarah, don't cook anymore, Sar." Danu is clean and ready to go to work.
" Yes, sis. Understandably still bother" Sarah Rada embarrassed because every there must be asked it again the same Danu.
"Hm.... But instead of near Anjas' place of business there is a small shop. Who sell pretty anyway. Usually if his wife never cook her husband likes snacks at home" said Danu.
"Bang Anjas likes the same cuisine, brother Mila, brother Danu. It's true that Mila's brother cooked. Yeah, well, they almost got married."
Danu looked towards Mila. He just found out that Anjas is Mila's ex.
"Why does Sarah talk about kayaking?" lala said ketus to her second sister.
"factly so. Isn't that Mila's sister?" Sarah turned to Danu. Of course he was willing to respond to his sister-in-law's reaction. Especially after knowing his sister-in-law often went home at night.
"Yes, if Anjas is ex-Mila justin. Mila chose me better. I am the winner. Sarah, don't fish in murky water. Later you even bite your finger." said Danu with a meaningful smile.
"Well, he's not jealous, it's worth suspecting, Mila" whispered Sarah.
"You better go home, Sarah. Take care of your household do not nosy with others" said Mila.
Sarah can only be a manyun, from the past Danu like a nyinyir cada with herself. Sarah came home with a bushel filled with side dishes that Mila made for her.
"Take another side dish with Mila." Anjas saw his wife coming home with a bus
" Yes, Bang,"
Sarah went into the house to move the side dish that Mila made earlier, there was oseng tempe there was fried chicken there was oxtail soup.
"It's Lala's favorite food of all" Sarah said
"The important thing is to make it, which." Reply Anjas when he hears Sarah's Nausea
"Kalo Mila who cooks, must be delicious" continued Anjas eat oxtail soup made by Mila.
"Oh so my make is not good" Sarah glared at her husband.
"Nob, but it's better made by Mila"
Anjas remains cute and engrossed in his food.
Sarah's upset with every dish Mila must have her husband say so.