
Nur stopped his steps and turned his body around.
"Why, Mom? It's just a minute, okay." Son says.
"You go back, Nur. Don't go there now!" my cetus.
"Peace of bude Painem, ma'am." He answers.
I'm almost out of reasons to ban it again. The real reason is that I've been starting to suspect the old lady's strange girly lately. However, as a good parent, of course I cannot teach him to be prejudiced against others.
"Didn't you say that you fed him this afternoon?" I said I made it as quiet as possible so he wouldn't be suspicious.
"Yes right. But Bude Painem hasn't had dinner yet, ma'am?" this teenage protest.
"Yes, I know, but in such unhealthy conditions, in addition to food he also needs rest. With your presence there tonight, it'll interfere with her rest. It would be better, if tomorrow we both go there with food. After all, these foods will not stale if we simoan well," I explained.
"Alright, ma'am" Nur replied lightly as he put down the package he was carrying. I am grateful that he has finally followed my advice.
"Where call your father! we want to get ready to go home. I want to keep these foods" I said.
My son just rushed to his father in the living room. A few minutes later he came back with an anxious face.
"Why, Le?" my many.
"Eh-Anu, Mum. Father's foot ...," answered my son stammering. Not waiting for him to finish answering, I also immediately walked to the living room, once there I saw Mas Diki was sitting on his feet on the floor while moaning.
"Why are your legs, Mom?" I asked while taking my place in front of my husband.
"My legs are suddenly cramping, brother. Starting earlier did not miss the cramp," he replied.
"Would you go to the doctor, Mom? afraid of the wound that had caused the infection," I said worriedly.
"No, Brother. If it's an infection, I must have a fever or feel very painful in the injured part" my husband explained.
"Well, what does Mas Diki feel?" I was back to convincing.
"The injury is okay, maybe the cramp is because I walked on my tiptoes from this afternoon" he replied lightly.
"How do you do, Mas?" askaku.
"What is Mas, nginep?" I'm slack.
"Yes ..nginep overnight, tomorrow morning we go home" he added.
"But, Mas?" my protest.
"But why, Sister. Cook up You have the heart to see your husband must endure pain while riding a motorcycle?" He said while looking at me sharply.
"Hm .. okay, Mas. We're staying here tonight." I can't refuse Mas Diki's request. I can't bear to see him having to endure the cramps in his legs while driving. But on the one hand, I felt that Yu Darmi's spirit was laughing at my decision.
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Siti slept in the back room of Yuli, Nur slept in Fery's room, while I accompanied Mas Diki to sleep in the living room. I thought that by sleeping next to Mas Diki, I could help my husband if he needed my help, I was wrong. As I massaged his cramped legs, Mas Diki fell into a deep sleep, in fact, I had to wake up alone in Yu Darmi's living room.
Realizing my loneliness, I hurriedly lay down next to Mas Diki. I closed my eyes in order to fall asleep soon after my husband. But it was difficult for me to immediately sink into dreamland, as the occasional sense of anxiety seeped into my mind, disturbing my concentration. At the moment of anxiety, I opened my eyes and looked around the living room. Once I was sure there was nothing, I began to concentrate on falling asleep. However, it happened over and over again, the anxiety did not want to go from my mind.
Kulrik to the side, towards Mas Diki's face. He slept snoring very hard, very happy at last he did not look moaning in pain anymore. However, on the one hand with the snoring voice of my husband also makes it difficult for me to immediately drift into dreamland. Usually at home, I always sleep first followed by Mas Diki. So I was never bothered by his snoring voice.
Back I tried to concentrate on sleeping, this time I was determined not to open my eyes again even though the anxiety peaked again. However, just as I was holding back that anxiety, suddenly the sound of the door being opened.
Kriejit ...
I'm sure the sound of the door didn't come from the front door or the back door. His voice seemed to be coming from the door next to the living room, which was the door of Yu Darmi's room.
"No way! Yu Darmi's bedroom door is always locked tightly. It might open on its own, "I thought to myself. All the negativity raged in my mind. Especially after the door opened, this time I heard the first slow sound of footsteps, then it became louder as if I was approaching where I was lying. My heart was beating with a fast sign of anxiety getting stronger I felt. But I was determined not to open my eyes until I fell asleep.
Determination remained just determination, especially when the sound of footsteps that sounded so close suddenly stopped. I felt someone was looking at me from a distance not so far away from where I was lying. At first I was still determined to be closed, but it is also impossible for me to remain closed next, when I felt the owner of the foot voice knew that I was awake even though my eyes were closed. While squinting, I grabbed my husband's arm to seek refuge. My eyes slowly opened, so that the scene in front of me looked little by little. As I opened my eyes, my nose slowly caught the scent of soap that had been bothering me for several days.
"Y-yu D-army!!!" I screamed when my eyes were perfectly open. My estimation turned out to be wrong, Yu Darmi was not standing a few meters in front of me, but he was sitting right beside me, still with both nostrils covered in white cotton. I pulled my husband's arm with all my might to wake him up to help me immediately, but the arms of my husband that I had originally held suddenly became cold, ice-cold. And it was not the arm that was drawn towards me, but it was the cold arm that was now pulling me up. I was even more flabbergasted because the arm I was holding right now was no longer Mas Diki's arm, but Yu Darmi's arm.
"Yetoooo!!!" I screamed with all my might when Yu Darmi pulled me, I was in a revolt but the grip was very strong. So that I could only give up when Yu Darmi took me, I looked back and shouted for my husband's help, but it seemed that the man did not hear my screams at all, he was still sound asleep.
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