MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
MENTALNESS

Seen Hendri had just entered the hospital elevator, about to swipe at his superior and adoptive parents, Al Hakam. While waiting for the elevator to take him to the floor where Al Hakam was treated, Hendri suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, he said, when he overhears a conversation Bastian and Ushi had at a cafe across from SPBU.

At that time Hendri was in the cafe, after giving his car a drink, just like Ushi. While waiting for his coffee, Hendri accidentally saw Bastian with a woman. Spontaneous Hendri was intending to catch Bastian wet, but his intention was immediately lost 

when he overhears Bastian and Ushi's conversation.

*FLASHBACK ON*

" … But I'm sure if Zaim knew who the real culprit who made Mr. Hakam almost died, he would not be sorry."

"Zaim knows, Ushi's mom."

"What?"

Bastian nodded. "Zaim knows who the real culprit is. But I don't have to worry. Zaim was not angry with Nia. Even now they are dinner. I suggest you shut up. Pretend …"

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"Who is the real culprit to make Zaim kicep gini? Even though Grandpa almost died," Hendri's mind while reaching for his cellphone. "Where to die again Bastian's number. Though want to invite the cave to meet."

Hendri looked out of the elevator, with his face holding in fury. While continuing to repeat the same question in his mind, Hendri accelerated his steps towards Hakam's ward. And how surprised Hendri when he arrived at Hakam's nursery, because there was Bastian there. Seen from the window of Hakam's outpatient room, Bastian was laughing amusedly.

CLAMPS

"Oh, Hen. Tumben the fuck you came to him."

"Yes. There was a slight problem with ketring delivery. But I took care of it" Hendri replied to Hakam. "Hp you dead, Bas?"

Bastian just nodded in response to Hendri, pointing at his phone at the table that was charging.

"Oh" Hendri added. "Grandpa how is he? What is it feeling?"

"Yes still a little dizzy. But it's lightening. By the way, are you guys in a fight?"

"Otw, Cake."

"Pantes. What's the fight at?" ask Hakam again.

Hendri looked at Bastian before replying, "want your cave to answer, Bas?"

Bastian sighed. "We're chatting on lu--"

"Bastian already knew the perpetrator who masang Pongpong* in Zaim's car, Kek," interrupted Hendri.

*Mini video recorders are claimed to be able to record anything because it has a see-through feature. Pongpong can also reach the entire room even though only one piece is installed. Pongpong is connected to a similar named app. Through this application, Pongpong users can monitor everything that has been recorded successfully. Then the results of the recording will be automatically downloaded to the gallery with 1080p quality.

Silent. Really, there was only the sound of a slow drip of Hakam infusion. But slowly the tense atmosphere took over again!

"Kok Grandpa just used to beat him up? Don't you think Grandpa knows that, too?" Hendri sighed harshly. "So I'm the only one who doesn't know? Reasonable anyway. I'm just someone else."

"Grandfather doesn't know. It's just a random prank and it turns out to be true." Hakam resty his sleeping pillow. "Zaim must be raging if the culprit can be overcome. But on the contrary, a hen is he?"

Hendri kept quiet, starting to think about the meaning of Hakam's words. Is correct. If the person who harassed Zaim, his family or those closest to him could be overcome, Zaim would definitely not hesitate to run amok. Just as Zaim knew Safi was the culprit behind Zain's unnatural death. Instead of going berserk, Zaim sat down sweetly. That was because Safi was not an indiscriminate person who could be removed like a disposable pawn.

Where it means, the perpetrator who installed Pongpong in Zaim's car is also not a random person. Who roughly? The safi? No. gabe. Hendri has confirmed it a thousand times. Safi is busy seeing psychologists to make sure his mentality is not disturbed if he fails to become the King of Malaysia. Ls it? Who else could Zaim not overcome? Wait for. Nope-no. Could it? The nia?

"Can't be Nia, right?" asked Hendri while looking at Hakam and Bastian alternately. "So it really was Nia?"

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

" … Where's my lunch, honey?" Zaim rested his phone on a teacup.

"I'm lucky not to cook."

Zaim only smiled in response to Nia.

"Why are those smiles?" nia.

"No, Honey. It's okay."

"Telfonan ah ah. What is video call? It's so sudden." Nia pointed her phone screen at the ceiling of the room.

"We haven't seen each other in four days."

"Kok know?"

Nia hurriedly snatched her phone and returned to face her phone screen to her disheveled face. "Huh? How's it? What were you talking about?"

Zaim laughing. "I didn't spare time on purpose for you, honey. Because I'm speeding up the job. Let's fit the holidays later we can really quality time."

Nia did not answer, only turned her phone screen back to the ceiling of the room. Zaim also laugh reflexes, because sure very well if the current lover is wrong behavior. After a long, dizzying meeting, Zaim hurriedly returned to his room, impatient to ease his dizziness with his beloved's lunch.

But Zaim found nothing on the table. Zaim immediately called Nia, intending to protest. But instead of getting the answer he wanted, Zaim was lied to instead. Yes, Nia is not bad luck but deliberately does not make lunch for Zaim. The reason is certain because Nia still feels guilty about the calamity that almost took Al Hakam's life.

"Darling?"

"Hm" said Nia.

"I want nanya one more time?"

"What?"

"You want to be my life partner what is the partner in the rich battlefield of Bastian, Jani, Mr. Sobari with Mr. Ucil? If you want to be my life partner, you're gonna make me lunch."

Again Nia was silent, because of course, increasingly wrong behavior.

"Dear."

"H yeah-yes. Dear mulu."

Zaim was endlessly laughing. "Judah I'm waiting for ya."

"Yes but I can't get anther."

"Yes I know. You'll be punished again can not go out of the house with your mother right."

"He'em. So I'll just G*jekin."

"No need, honey. Let it be taken with Mr. Ucil yes."

"Judah I cook first. Cook what is in the refrigerator. You see, I buy monthly shopping."

"It's okay, honey. Whatever your cooking is good. Yehudah you will also not forget lunch. I love you."

Zaim disconnected the video call. And shortly after, the secretary, Nisma, came into his room. Nisma, who was convinced that today Nia did not send Zaim's lunch, hurriedly faced Zaim to ask him what lunch he wanted, at the same time read Zaim's agenda that day that seemed endless.

"... A light snack, Nis. I ate my lunch, Otw."

Nisma nodded in response to Zaim. "It's a light snack I recommend siomay, pickled betawi or salad, sir."

"Siomay. Many of the same white tofu. The peanut butter split up."

"Good, sir. Keep drinking what, sir? Want some regular dragon fruit juice?"

"Can."

"Good, Sir. Anything else, sir?"

"That was it, Nis. My next schedule does not need to be read. You just keep printing my table taro yes. Keep eating lunch too."

"Good, Sir. If I'm sorry."

"Oh yeah I'm almost forgetful."

Spontaneous Nisma held back her steps that were about to turn right. "There's an addition, sir?"

"Our weekend will be free, meet Bastian yes. Somebody wants Bastian to be with you."

Nisma remained silent for quite a while before replying hesitantly, "Okay, sir."

CLAMPS

"Pak Bastian wants something? What yes? I suddenly felt bad. Wait-wait." Nisma stopped her steps. "Don't tell me Mr. Bastian already knows about the fanbase? Or do you know about the flower that pretends to be Adelweiss? Duh, dangar," Inner Nisma as it passes.