MY LOVELY, SAHARA
37. Sagara request

With a bowed face, Lendra returned to the Sahara room to meet Kinanti. There his wife was trying to comfort his son's beloved little girl.

"Sahara, how are you?" ask Lendra worried.

"Good, Om! Only injuries hit the car with asphalt," explained Sahara. A white bandage wrapped around his elbows and knees.

"Mama's ghost candidate is strong, pa!" kinanti's clumsiness made the girl flinch in embarrassment.

"Don't be teased, ma! Shameful tuh," cried Lendra then sat watching the Sahara. Repeatedly he scooped up the air, sighing roughly with various considerations on his head.

That night Lendra and Kinanti were completely awake for the sake of Sahara and Sagara. Despite having to keep it a secret if Sagara's daughter is treated in the same hospital, Lendra continues to try to find an excuse.

The next day, once in the morning Lendra visited Sagara's nursery.

"Where are you, sir?" ask Lendra.

Sagara rubbed his face slowly, "where is my daughter, Len?" sagara asked Lendra to swallow a heavy salivary.

"Sahara was on his way here last night when you were resting, sir!" her lie.

The new chakra reaches home and lays down the origin of his backpack. After changing clothes, he rushed to the hospital where Sahara was being treated. The worried look of the face is certain, he hopes his beloved woman is in good shape.

Cakra drove his motor slowly, he had bought a sprig of roses and chocolate before finally darting to the hospital.

His chest was pounding, although his papa had informed him that the Sahara was doing well it was not enough to calm Cakra down.

Chequek...

The handle of the Sahara's outpatient room door was open, the young man in a flannel shirt walked over to Sahara who was sitting eating his porridge.

"For the angel" said Cakra, holding a rose before the Sahara.

"Cakra, you!" the eyes of the Sahara could not hide, the happy twinkle printed clearly welcomed the arrival of the young man who had long stolen his heart, heart and lungs. Die dong!

"Still," the great-grandson of Sahara put down the hospital's food porridge bowl.

I came out of the toilet after cleaning.

"Ma," said Cakra hugging Kinanti.

"Ish was ashamed, saw Sahara tar she was jealous of mama!" ledek Kinanti broke the laughter.

"Sahara so?" ask Kinanti.

"Ets where are you going?" ask Cakra.

Sahara turned to her, "want to go to papa's ward!"

Cakra finally came along, pushing the Sahara wheelchair while Kinanti walked by her side. Lendra is waiting, even with Sagara whose actual condition is still unstable.

"Papa?" greet Sahara with teary eyes after entering Sagara's ward.

"Honey," Sagara said, then switched to staring at Cakra longer. I looked deeper later...

Tests...

Sagara's tears dripped down his cheeks, it really made the Sahara come closer to wipe him.

"Pa, why cry? Papa must be strong, there I will always pray for papa's healing."

"Sahara, you are eighteen years old soon but papa,-" Sagara's voice lingered in his throat as if unable, his breathing began to tight as the tears kept falling.

"Sahara, papa wants you to marry Cakra!"

Degs...

"Ma,"

"Of,"

"Sir,"

Not only was Sahara surprised, Cakra and Lendra were the same. While Kinanti had been more silent to hold back tears, seeing Sagara helpless made her feel sad.

"Len, can?" sue Saga asks for certainty.

Lendra was silent, he chose to look at Kinanti as asked if his wife agreed or not.

"Len I'm asking for help, uhuk-" Sagara coughed. His hands smothered his lips until the next second blood spots came out as he coughed.

"Pa, what's the pain papa?"

Sagara shook his head, he demanded the Lendra family's answer.

Cakra was silent, but his eyes begged Lendra to grant her father Sahara's request, though he himself was confused as to what. Marriage is not easy for those who are too young.