Meet a Mate at Grandpa Pesantren
250. sick request
Zafran and Luna had left for campus, now only Bagas lived and waited at the hospital.
while waiting for Zafira to wake up, he chose to sit on the sofa and open his laptop to check his work.
Zafira opened her eyes and saw the room that was all white and definitely not her room. Zafira also tried to remember until he heard a voice.
" Your deck is up?" asked Bagas as soon as Zafira had opened her eyes. Bagas approached immediately
Zafira immediately looked at it turns out there was Bagas who was walking closer.
" Bagas, where is Fira?." Ask Zafira limp
" You are in the hospital deck of high fever so Bagas and Zafran mas brought you here" replied Bagas.
" Mas Fira is thirsty."
" Wait ya." Bagas also took drinking water and gave it to Zafira.
" It's deck "Zafira nodded.
" Some time, call the doctor first." Bagas also pressed the button.
The doctor and nurse came soon
" Good afternoon I check first" said the doctor.
" Yes please doc." replied Bagas.
The doctor examined Zafira.
" The heat has gone down, what is Miss Zafira feeling right now" the doctor asked.
" It's still dizzy and limp doc."
" There's more."
Zafira.
" Well then excuse me, good day."
" day too, doc."
The doctor and the nurse left Zafira's room.
" Dec eat first yes continue to take the medicine after that we call Mommy" said Bagas.
" But Fira doesn't have appetite."
" Come dong fir mas bribe yes, Let's get healthy and go home quickly. Let Mommy be with Deddy in there not to worry."
And Zafira was forced to eat in bribes by Bagas. Zafira was only able to spend half after that Bagas also told Zafira to take medicine.
" Want to call Mommy now?." Bagas asked as soon as zafira finished taking the medicine.
" May mas." replied Zafira listlessly.
Bagas immediately took his phone and dialed Mommy's number.
" Gas Assalamualaikum is nothing to Fira." asked Khayra as soon as her face appeared on Bagas' phone screen.
" Greetings Mom, Mommy don't panic so good to call because Fira wants to talk to Mommy." Bagas said and immediately pointed his phone at Zafira.
" O Allah, Mommy's son, why is it so pale" Khayra said as soon as her phone showed the face of her youngest daughter.
" His name hurts Mom too."
" What do you feel now, baby "
" Dizziness is just as limp as Mom."
" Had eaten."
" It's been bribed in Bagas' mas."
" It's new."
" tomorrow night Deddy same Mommy will go there there there is something you want dear."
" May Mommy."
" Yes what?."
" Brain rendang, dried potato, shredded, fried onion, spicy Macaroni,"
" Deck don't eat spicy first." cut Bagas.
" Hiiish ... mas Bagas that I will not eat now." Zafira immediately put her lips together.
Khayra just smiled.
" Bagas is silent Fira has not finished his message." Bagas also resigned.
" Next yes Mommy Noodle lidi, Basreng, Baso Aci that packs Mom, as well as Mommy bring that is not here."
" A lot of pity sure at the meal." asked Khayra.
" It is not for Fira aja Mom, Fira has promised college friends to try food from Indonesia" explained Zafira.
" The rich gas has healed already!" seduced Khayra.
" Yes Mom even though from lemes there is no spirit for life." said Bagas who also teased Zafira.
" Let Fira come home soon or Fira will continue to be sick." Zafira.
" Yes have not been mengambek princess Mommy ready later Mommy will bring but can not much, because Mommy same Deddy later boarded a commercial plane."
" Where is the private plane?" asked Zafira.
" A routine check. Yes Mommy wants to go to the restaurant first. Assalamualaikum."
" Greetings walaikum."
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Khayra and Ustad Gibran leave for London at night. Until the airport they also check in first only after that they both look for musholla for prayer isya.
After praying, they went to dinner first, waiting for a call to get on the plane.
After a journey of almost twenty hours they finally arrived at the London Heathrow airport. After passing through immigration and also taking a suitcase, Gibran and the khayra also walked out of the airport.
The driver who had been waiting was directly approached the Gibran and also the khayra.
" Assalamualaikum sir, lady welcome." said Riki, the office driver assigned by the Gibran Ustad to be the driver for his children.
" Greetings from Mr. Riki, how is it going." Ask ustad Gibran while Khayra just smiles.
" Alhamdulillah bi mister, let the car master there." appoint Riki sir.
ustad Gibran and the khayra immediately entered the car while Mr. Riki put the suitcase into the trunk.
" We're going straight to the master's apartment."
" I'm sorry, Mr. Riki, Zafira's been home from the hospital yet." asked Khayra politely.
" Not yet the madam I asked the same den Zafran said tomorrow can only go home" replied Mr. Riki.
" Ded can't go to the hospital first." pinta Khayra.
" You're not tired of it." asked ustad Gibran.
" Small but Mommy hasn't calmed down yet if you haven't seen the princess's condition directly."
" All right, Mr. Riki, let's go to the hospital first."
" Good sir."