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“We pray, hopefully nothing happens with Aca. Abi is sure, he must be fine. Never mind, don't cry huh?” Abi Mike further tightened his embrace on Khalifa, making the woman feel a little calmer.
“But Khalifa wants to see Aca, Abi. Khalifa fear ... Khalifa—ssshhh .. “ Khalifa's speech stopped when he arrived he again felt pain in his lower abdominal area.
Abi Mike who felt the oddity in his daughter immediately let go of his embrace, “You are gapapa? You're sick, honey, don't think about anything else. You better rest, come on.”
“Abi ... how about Aca?” Khalifa's eyes returned glazed, staring at her father's face with a pleading gaze but also enduring the pain.
“He'll be fine. Hilal and Arman are there, you rest first. Come,”
By force, Khalifa finally listened to his father's orders. Because his body is not good. Upon arriving in the room, Khalifa asked her father to leave her.
Khalifa took ablution water, then put on her mukena and prostrated praying for her son who is now in the hospital. Khalifa was very hopeful that the state of the Aca was not too severe.
While crying, re-imagining her debate with Aca a moment ago, made her chest feel tight again. Somehow Khalifa's way of staying afloat.
He had tried as hard as he could, but it turned out that the happiness he thought had arrived after that night, in fact vanished in an instant.
After a while, Khalifa felt calmer. He decided to go home to his husband, because he did not want the problem to continue. Khalifa planned to re-display a photo of her late husband's wife, although it was actually quite heavy but recalling the words of Aca, she did not want to hurt the child.
Khalifa was indeed not so sensitive, until she did not find out the cause of her daughter's change in attitude. And after hearing the curses of his son earlier, now he just knew the cause. It hurts, but he tries to understand it, although it is very difficult.
“Assalamualaikum .. “ Khalifa said upon entering the house, but there was no answer at all.
The house looks so quiet. Khalifa understood, maybe all his family followed to the hospital to accompany Aca. Again, Khalifa could only sigh so heavily.
“Khal, how are you here?” The question that came from her sister-in-law, instantly made the footsteps of Khalifa who was about to climb the stairs come to a halt.
Khalifa immediately turned her head and looked at the face of her sister-in-law who turned out to make milk for her child, “Mba Mila at home?”
“Where else would the Fa be? The children are asleep, and Abah and Umi have gone there. Udah too rame,” answered, “You yourself why not come? Isn't Aca your son? You're not worried about that? Why can relax at home while Aca is now again in the hospital.”
“M—mean mba what?” Khalifa stared fixedly at the face of her sister-in-law, “Mba, sorry before anyone wants Khalifa to convey the same mba Mila.” Imbuh Khalifa then took a deep breath.
He was still curious as to who had started poisoning the brain of Aca so that his daughter could think that far about the affection that she had given to Aca and should be in for Kirana while Khalifa I don't know Kirana.
Khalifa was very confident, that it would not be possible for Aca to have that far without a stove axis that became the intermediary.
...~To be continue .......