My secretary the Old Virgin
29. Lunch

The afternoon Mrs. Lee's coming. He brought lunch to Fikri and Nessa.

“You eat first. Let Mother take care of Father,” said Mrs. Lee's.

“The box is in Nessa. I gave it to Nessa,” Mrs said. Lee's.

“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Fikri.

Fikri came out of the ICU room to Nessa who was in the waiting room.

“Let's eat first,” take Fikri.

Fikri and Nessa head to the hospital park, they have lunch in the hospital park. They ate while looking at the scenery around the hospital.

“Later we will be more frequent to Singapore,” said Fikri.

Nessa turned to Fikri while chewing her food.

“It's okay if we come here often?” asked Fikri while looking at Nessa's face.

“It's okay. Her name is also work, must be assigned anywhere,” replied Nessa and then bribe back her food.

“Later we will often bring our children here to visit his grandparents,” said Fikri.

Hearing Fikri's words, Nessa immediately coughed.

“If eat carefully. So choking, right,” Fikri gave Nessa a drink.

Nessa drank the drink out. Fikri rubbed Nessa's back.

“Not the food that made me choke, but the words of my Father made me choke,” said Nessa.

“Loh why?” ask Fikri confused.

“Father spoke like that as if you were really going to marry me,” replied Nessa.

“Indeed I will marry you, indeed I cannot marry you?” ask Fikri.

“No need to give false promises. If you meet a beautiful Indonesian woman, you must have forgotten me. Surely you will just throw me away, like a useless item again,” said Nessa.

“Kok you don't believe me at all?” ask Fikri.

“Not that I do not believe the same Father, but the behavior of the Father is clear as that,” replied Nessa.

“Already ah. Your words make me no appetite,” Fikri put down his lunchbox.

Nessa looked at Fikri's still plenty of food.

“Feed food. Later you will get sick quickly if you do not eat,” said Nessa.

“Your accusations make me no appetite,” replied Fikri with an annoyed face. Fikri turned his face to the side.

Nessa breathed. Actually he does not just accuse, but the fact is that Fikri's behavior is like that. But in order for Fikri not to be angry Nessa was forced to apologize.

“I'm sorry. Already accused the Father who is not-nonsense,” said Nessa.

“Now you eat, yes,” persuade Nessa.

Fikri turned to Nessa.

“But be fed to you,” replied Fikri.

“Then to see people,” whispered Nessa while glancing right and left. In the park, many people were sitting around chatting or just chatting normally.

“Yes already, I do not want to eat,” Fikri turned his face again.

Nessa breathed. The behavior of his boss exactly like an angry child must be persuaded first.

“Ya already, I bribe,” Nessa take Fikri lunch box.

Fikri turned to Nessa.

“A,” Fikri opened his mouth. Nessa feeds Fikri, then Fikri chews her food.

“A again,” says Fikri after the food in his mouth runs out.

“Had, this is spoiled son Mamah and Mother,” said Nessa while feeding Fikri.

Fikri chewed his food.

“Di Bandung so spoiled son Mamah. In Singapore so spoiled child Mom,” says Nessa.

“Iya, dong. Who was it, Fikri,” replied Fikri while patting his chest proudly.

“Halah, so spoiled kid is proud,” grumbled Nessa.

“A again, nih. Let's run out fast. I still have a lot of work,” Nessa said as she brought the spoon closer to Fikri's mouth.

Fikri opened his mouth and Nessa fed him.

After they finished eating they returned to Mr.'s room. Lee's. Nessa didn't go inside, as usual she was waiting in the waiting room. Fikri entered Mr.'s room. Lee, in the room there was a young man dressed neatly. Looks like he's Mr.'s office clerk. Lee's. Although Mr. Lee was reading the documents. Fikri approached Mr. Lee's.

Mr. Lee looked at Fikri.

“Fikri, this is Hassan. He's Dad's assistant,” said Mr. Lee's.

“How are you, Sir? Nice to meet you.” Hassan bowed his body greeting Fikri. Fikri replied with a nod of his head.

“Fikri will replace me. He is my only heir. You help her, yes!” said Mr. Lee's.

“Good, Sir,” replied Hassan.

Mr. Lee signed the documents he had read and gave them to Hassan.

“I say goodbye first, Sir,” say goodbye Hassan.

“Hmm,” Mr. Lee nodded.

“I say goodbye, Mrs Lee Tuan Fikri,” said Hassan while bowing

“Iya,” replied Fikri.

Hassan left Mr.'s room. Lee's.

“So the doctor said tomorrow Dad can already be moved to a regular hospital room,” said Mrs. Lee's.

“Thank God,” says Fikri.

“Fikri, you just go home. Let me wait for Dad. You must have cape once,” Mrs said. Lee's.

“Mother alone came home with Nessa. Let Fikri take care of Dad,” said Fikri.

“Let Mother wait for Father. Your father is okay. Just recovery,” said Mrs. Lee's.

“Take Nessa for a walk. Poor him during his time in Singapore, he never took a walk,” said Mrs. Lee's.

“Alright, Mom. Tomorrow Fikri returns here again,” said Fikri.

Fikri kissed the back of his parents' hands.

“Fikri home yes, Bu Well,” said Fikri.

“Iya,” replied Mr. Lee and Mrs. Lee's.

Fikri came out of the ICU room and approached Nessa who was getting ready to open her laptop.

“Save again his laptop. We go home now,” said Fikri.

“How much to go home?” ask Nessa.

“Poor Mom waits for Dad alone,” says Nessa.

“Mom will wait for Dad. Just let it go. Maybe I miss Daddy. Later also if we are old to feel the same way,” replied Fikri.

Nessa put her laptop in a bag. They walked out of the hospital.

“We go for a walk first. Where are you going?” ask Fikri.

“So this morning I've been walking. Time to the hospital the way is muter, so can look around the city of Singapore in the morning,” replied Nessa.

“That's just looking cursory. Now we look closely,” said Fikri.

“Where are you going?” ask Fikri.

“I want to buy souvenirs for Mamah,” replied Nessa.

“OK, we look for souvenirs for your Mom,” said Fikri.

When they get to the hospital lobby, Mr. Lee was in front of the lobby. Looks like Mrs. Lee called Sam to get ready in front of the hospital lobby. Fikri opened the back door for Nessa. After Nessa got into the car, Fikri got into the car through the next door. The car leaves the hospital

“What do you want to buy for your Mom?” ask Fikri.

“What, yes?” ask Nessa while thinking.

“If food is afraid not to last long,” says Nessa.

“How about buy parfume or bag or shoes or clothes or anything that women like?” ask Fikri.

“Such stuff in Jakarta mall is also a lot,” replied Nessa.

“Yes, this is different. Buy it in Singapore,” said Fikri.

“Ya already, buy parfume only,” replied Nessa.

“Pak. to The Shoppes at Marina Bay Sands,” Fikri said to Mr. Sam.

“Good, Sir,” replied Mr. Sam.

“Do not go to expensive places, Sir!” Nessa.

“You must love to go there. We can shop while recreation,” replied Fikri.