
The next morning Kinan was ready. He wore a mustard-colored knit T-shirt, toad jeans, and white sneakers. Not to forget the cream-colored pashmina hijab is also beautiful in its head.
"Let's Om go." take Kinan to Indra who is heating the car engine.
"Well Ma'am." replied Indra.
They also got into the car.
Last night after getting a call from Doctor Adam, Kinan called Indra. Fortunately Indra was temporarily relieved of duty from activities in his unit, and ordered to be Kinan's personal driver. So the schedule is also in accordance with Kinan's activities.
"I'm sorry Om suddenly ngabarinnya last night."
"Not what is it, ma'am. I don't have any events either."
"No date schedule, too??" sindir Kinan's.
"There is no Ma'am" replied Indra smiling.
"Hemm, really? Ntar even scammed his girl because of the cancellation of dating." he joked again.
"There is no Ma'am. I don't have a girl."
"Don't really have one, or is it hiding??"
"Don't really have Mbak." replied Indra embarrassed.
"Do you want me to find it?? Many nurses and hospital midwives are still single." hail Kinan.
"Ohh, don't you. I no longer want to find a boyfriend." refused Indra firmly.
"Emm, yes." replied Kinan briefly.
"Where are we really going, Ma'am?" Indra diverted the conversation.
"I have an appointment with his senior son."
"Doctor's Senior is also Mommy?"
"Yes, Obstetrician."
"Daughter doctor?"
"No. The male doctor."
"The Specialist in Content is Ma'am?"
"What's the matter, Om?"
"It's okay, ma'am. It's just what he takes care of women, so it's not ethical if you.........."
"We are doctors. Before we go down to the field we've taken an oath Om." Kinan cut the word Indra.
"What we do is meant to treat people. It is not a personal or intimate thing." Kinan explained.
"Ready Ma'am. Sorry." Indra replied embarrassed after hearing the explanation from Kinan.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent for a while
"It was a little girl Om." chirped Kinan with eyes still fixed on the side view of the window.
That kid? You mean the senior doctor's son? Thought Indra.
"It's still small but it has to go through a lot of suffering."
Indra began to focus on listening to Kinan tell a story.
"'Must accept the fact that her parents are divorced. His father was also busy with hospital work. So at home, it's like nobody cares about Om." explains Kinan.
Ohh, his senior Mbak Kinan widower son one. Thought Indra.
"That's why I promised him that if he was healed, I would let him walk. At least I want to make himself not alone anymore." Kinan added with a smile.
"He's sick again, isn't he??"
"Not really Om. Just a febrile seizure."
"Collapses?? Danger of mak."
"No really. The important thing is always to keep the body temperature so that it does not increase." explains Kinan. "It should always be available for antipyretics to bring down the fever."
Indra responded by nodding when she heard Kinan's explanation.
"Ohh yeah we go straight to the address I shared last night, Om."
Indra is back to focusing on the road. Every now and then he sees GPS instructions to get to Sinta's house.
Two hours passed, finally they arrived at a house that was quite magnificent in white with towering pillar pillars. There is a large park there. The European-style house looks like a mini palace.
"I'm going in first, Om."
"Om OK."
When he was about to enter the house, suddenly a small girl appeared from inside the house and ran towards Kinan.
"Sister?!!" call her while hugging Kinan.
"Hey, how are you?? Don't run away dong. You just healed." Kinan.
"I can't wait to go to the playground. Let's go now." invite Sinta who is impatient to try all the rides on the playground.
"Have you brought a change of clothes yet??"
"Already dong. Nih inside the bag." replied Sinta while showing the small backpack perched on her back.
"Sipp." Kinan gave a thumbs up. "Yukk we're leaving."
He took Sinta and got into the car. Sinta sat in the back, while Kinan sat beside Indra.
"Hi is beautiful." said Indra.
"Om the driver's brother, huh?" ask Sinta curiously.
"Yes. I know Indra." Indra stuck out her hand. But the handshake was not responded by Sinta.
"Kok Omnya is young?" ask Sinta wonder.
"Why are you young?" Kinan.
"It's okay, I'm just asking." replied Sinta a little sniffy.
"Yes, let's go now Om. Not too late afternoon to go home."
"Good Ma'am."
During the trip there was a lot they talked about. Seeing the closeness between Indra and Kinan made Sinta suspicious. The look of Indra to Kinan felt different. And the little girl noticed it.
After an hour has passed. Enter them in a playground in Batu Malang area. A playground that offers a variety of game rides.
"Let's go down." take Kinan.
"No. I don't want to go down. I want to go home." said Sinta.
"Loh, why?" Kinan surprised. "We have arrived. Didn't you ask the playground yourself??"
"No. I'm lazy, I want to go home."
"Why did it arrive anyway? Did you make it wrong? Are there any words that brother said that offended Sinta??" ask Kinan astonished.
"I want to go home now. Take me home now." said Sinta with a sullen face.
"Well?!!" Kinan sighed and glanced towards Indra. He raises his shoulders and hints Indra to come back.
Why did he come to be a gini? Why the hell is this kid?
"Will I eat something?"
"No. I don't want to eat anything. I'm just gonna go home, I'm gonna go see Papa."
"Papa?? Papa's still in the hospital."
"Yes, that's what took me to the hospital" replied Sinta annoyed.
For the many times Kinan sighed. Indra who had heard the little girl's annoyance was also confused. The girl's cheerful attitude suddenly turned into a jutek.
Arriving at the hospital. Sinta arrived straight out of the car and immediately entered the hospital.
"Hey, Sinta. Wait for. Don't run away." Kinan tried to chase after Sinta. Leaving Indra who remained in the car.
The little girl ran and got on the elevator. He pushed the number three, the place where Papa works.
Shortly after the elevator opened, Sinta ran out. He's headed for a room at the end. He opened the door of the room, he saw the Papa was sitting and opened the less patient.
"Love" said Papa surprised.
"Papa." Sinta ran and hugged her Papa.