Neighbor Ko' Gitu?!
The Little One Sick

The middle of my mall is made shocked and panicked the same state of Asya. He's vomiting and has a fever. I am not experienced in taking care of the sick child, immediately wake up the Mamah with the Father. Fortunately they are immediately awake, alert and help me take care of Asya.

The plan I want to tell Mas Dikta about the condition of Asya tomorrow morning. But because Asya's body shivered and continued to call his name, without a second thought I immediately told Mas Dikta about the state of Asya.

Dikta also looks just as panicked as I am. He said Asya rarely gets sick, and usually if he is sick he likes to worry so much. He also said that when Asya was 2 years old, he was sick and was taken to the hospital. But fortunately for now Asya's condition is quite improved, so you need to be taken to the hospital.

The Mom gave me this and that order, and I immediately confessed it. While Mr. and Mas Dikta were told by the Mamah to buy drugs to pharmacies that were open 24 hours.

"Ra, later if his Asya has woken up you immediately tell him to drink this ginger tea yes, let his throat enakeun." Say the Mamah while nyimpen ginger tea in the bedroom nightstand.

"Keep taking her medicine when is Mah?" Ask me.

"Abis drinking ginger tea can also really take her medicine Ra." Say the Mamah.

A few minutes later, I went into the living room and sat down while holding my phone. The same father Mas Dikta also came while carrying medicine and chicken porridge. Do not know also where the chicken porridge from, because it was already in the middle of the gini mall, which porridge is still open?

"This is chicken porridge? For whom?"

Ask the Mamah who just came after squirming the condition of Asya in my room.

"Make no one else for Asya mah." Answer me quickly.

"Auh ai middle gini malem when people are sick again told to eat? Who really wuh neng ai you. Then now the mah mdingan Asya in love the same medicine ginger tea first, if you are told to eat mah later weh morning." Said the Mamah menggejelasin at length with me.

"I don't know anything about Mom, who bought tea, not me. But the same father Mas Dikta." I said plead for defense.

"Father, Son Dikta, this is why the middle of the gini mallem instead buy chicken porridge?" Si Mamah began to interrogate Mr. Mas Dikta.

"Yes noisy weh Neng Asya his laper Mah. It was the one that had been spit on vomited." Said the Father plainly.

"Wasn't it okay Tan, Asya's gini malems are given chicken porridge?" Tanya Mas Dikta is as innocent as Father.

I swear to God, I even thought, this was a long time ago Asya was sick who took care of her. While here aja already look like Mas Dikta very experienced ngurus Asya who is sick again.

Is it fitting Asya is sick he has not divorced his wife? Or also when Asya again sick, he asked his Grandma Asya to help Kila? Ah you know, dizzy thinking is so doang.

"It is not possible, but not exactly if the middle of the mall gini gini sick people are fed. Love it later if it's breakfast in the morning." Answer the Mamah explained to everyone who is now sitting in the family room.

"Da abong lalaki nu miter na." (Pantesan aja if the man who bought it) Continue the Mamah again while breathing.

"Oh, Mah, are you packing yet?" Ask the Father to the Mom.

"Udah sir, it's all done."

I and Mas Dikta were both confused.

"Where are you going?" Ask me.

"Same Mama I want to go to Bogor first Ra. The branch in Bogor has a problem. Eh but how is this the same as Neng Asya? Mommy and I will leave early tomorrow."

I'm not telling you, Mom, what do you do? So Mamah Bapak has a laundry business that can be said to be quite decent, because it already has several branches as well, one of which is in Bogor, which again there is a problem.

From this laundry income also my family can survive with enough. Starting from my education, which can be said to be quite expensive. You see, I studied at a private campus because in his country I was not accepted. Know if a private campus usually costs 2x more than a public campus. But it depends on the campus as well.

"Duh Mamah is so good with Nak Dikta." Say Mamah with a tone that looks really good again.

"I am Tan who feels good. This Asya is sick even Auntie, the same Mr. Nara in the same repotin me. Should have been another aunt who was good at sleep, this was even repotted to my son."

"Lho if Mamah same Mr. mah engga papa, do not feel repotined. Even seneng if there is Asya here as well, so same rame as a child. Feeling the writhing of his own grandson again playing. Know for yourself that aunty's children have not been too keen to marry, aja aja not seem, let alone grandchildren." My mother said my love.

Most males if already discussed kayak gini tuh. The Mamah mah emang likes to lure constantly, my wonder. Don't like Mr. adem ayem, never tell me to make a spit-cepet marriage.

"The running cocks there anyway Mah? I told you, calm down, now I'm going to be with someone. Mamah as a parent lives do'ain aja kek." I said while grumbling.

Right after I said that, Mas Dikta who had been squirming towards the Mamah, suddenly immediately squirming towards me with a face mimic that I guessed was like confused again, astonished, ah that's the point.

"Jaudah spit or know his people to Mamah same Father."

"Yes Mah was patient, and if the time was right, I would know him. If you need to bring it directly to the house told to nginep and make a grandchild!" I said with the sarcasm.

"Well, don't sift through that. Not good." My father's sweat to me.

"Yes, the Mama sir. The middle of the gini mall, really bad."

"Well, yeah, that's why it's not to be written anymore." Said the Father final, and the Mamah can only be diem if you have talked and mengebela me.

"Dikta's sister if you want to nginep it in the guest room is also empty. Asya mah-ngga papa in Nara's room, so if there's anything so easy." Said Mamah while pointing at the location of the guest room.

"Oh yes Tan, thank you, sorry so ngerepotin ya Tan."

"Where can Kila or Grandma come here tomorrow?" Ask Father.

"I suppose you can do it, Asya tomorrow is the same as I am Mas, tomorrow it just happens there is a little work, so it can be permission and work at home." Said I was offering help.

"Well, I can say that is mah. Fortunately, you are quite free." The Mom chimed in on my words.

"Ngerepotin with Nas?"

"It's just ordinary."

"Well now you already know, tomorrow who helps Nak Dikta treat Asya who, now Mamah wants to sleep again deh, still sleepy, especially tomorrow morning directly to Bogor. If there's anything with Asya, just call her to the room." Say the same to everyone.

"Mother too. Tomorrow I'm going to drive it too."

After the same father Mamah to the room, I also followed back to the room. But only then do I want to step up, Mas Dikta calls me.

"Nas," Call Mas Dikta, and I'll take it.

"Thank you, already want to be repotinated with me as Asya. Sorry also for my attitude yesterday, I was panicking when Asya was bleeding. Sampe didn't realize I was accusing you of not being. Asya already explained the chronology how, once again I apologize Nas."

Mas Dikta talked while looking at me and looking out of his eyes he was like a guilty feeling.

And my response was just saying 'okay. I went straight back to the room again, to see the state of Asya as well. Don't know why, my heart still hurts the same as yesterday. He could have accused me of doing it with his son. Inexhaustible thought the same thought of a Bagaskara Pradikta.

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