
pov rania's
eight days after the wedding of azra and wrestling, I was still busy taking care of the cafe and the children without help azra.he still asked for a holiday because they were going on their honeymoon to Singapore. whether he will return to work with me or not, I certainly hope he will help me again in this cafe because his honesty with me is certainly second to none.
I sat at the cashier's desk breastfeeding davin. armed with the hijab I was wearing, so I was free to breastfeed wherever davin asked without having to be afraid of being seen by others. the atmosphere of the cafe this afternoon is so crowded katena coincides with the lunch hour. visitors alternately queue up to pay for their food until I sometimes did not have time to look at their faces one by one.
"ran..it's me.." suddenly a voice greeted me from the front of the cashier's table.I stopped my hand movements to calculate the amount my visitors had to pay for their food.
"kobaarrrrr ??"
"yes ran. I need your help.."
"mambak buruan dong.. I have been waiting for this" interrupted my visitor who was the amount of payment I was counting. I ignored the kobar and continued my work. but it seems my visitors are endless, but it seems my visitors are endless, up to half an hour later I was still busy.Kobar still standing firmly in front of my cashier table.
"look for a seat.later after my cafe a little quiet I will meet you" said I feel sorry.on kobar who had stood waiting for time to talk to me. then I resumed my activities.
"ueekkk... What is this smell ?"
"it's so stale in here"
"i swear, I've been here a lot, but I just smelled this stench this time"
my hearing caught the sound coming from the cafe visitors. instantly my nose also smelled of rotten meat and like mixed with dirt.all my visitors were getting boisterous. they each conveyed their discomfort with the smell.True, don't them.I just feel like throwing up smelling this smell.
bruukkkhh...
"anyone please.he seems to need help" I shouted for help.grateful that many who came forward wanted to help, but after they approached, they retreated back.
"it turns out this stench came from him ueekkkkkk !!" exclaim one who was intending to help kobar.
"yes yes yaa. he's the source" others also chimed.I approached the kobar even though my stomach felt like it was whipped because of nausea.
"indra. please take her to the hospital.wait until I come yes and also take care of everything she needs." I told one of my employees. he also took the kobar to a nearby hospital using an online taxi.
"lisa.please clean the floor and make sure this smell is not smelled anymore yes.." my sister was immediately quick to clean the brownish liquid right where the cobar was.
"huh maybe he got a deadly disease, hopefully not contagious" said the cafe visitors estimate about kobar. hearing his words I also have the same mind.
I hope it's just my bad thoughts.
the clock has shown at 15:20 but the state of the cafe is still crowded.indra is still in the hospital accompanying kobar. indra called me earlier to say that kobar hariis in hospital and I agreed that kobar get intensive treatment.
my brain keeps thinking.
'what disease is really suffering ?'
if it is true that he has HIV as he used to say, why does he remove the liquid pus mixed with dirt and smell that foul ?
akkkhhhh I don't know.I'm just a layman who doesn't understand the medical world.