Not the Perfect Wife
200. S2 - Alhamdulillah, fine
Aydin drove his car slowly. He's still sleepy, better be careful. He was also worried about his daughter. The man was afraid that Nuri could not adjust things.
The little girl was used to the facilities in her house and now, had to stay in Rini's house which was definitely no AC. Only the fan as air conditioning. Aydin was afraid that Nuri would catch a cold.
Not long after, finally arrived at Aunt Rini's house. The man got out of the car. As soon as he was at the door, there was the sound of a child crying and Aydin knew it was the sound of his daughter frantically the man knocked on the door several times. The door opened and Rini opened it.
"Why is Nuri crying, Bik?" aydin asked immediately without any welcome.
Rini silently did not answer. His tongue was too small to tell him what was really going on. He asked Aydin to let Nayla and Nuri here this afternoon, but now it's like this. The man tried to find the source of the sound until he entered the room next to the living room.
"Why queen? Why cry?" ask Aydin.
"Mas Aydin!" nayla cried when she saw her husband coming in the middle of the night.
"What's up, honey?" Aydin immediately took Nuri from Nayla's sling.
"Wake, Honey. This is Papa" Aydin told Nuri. "Why is the heat so high?" asked the man by looking at his wife. However, the woman just froze silently not knowing what to answer.
Not getting an answer from Nayla, Aydin turned back to see his daughter.he rubbed Nuri's cheeks that had been wet with tears.
"Darling, look at this Papa."
"Papa," Nuri said in a sobbing voice.
Aydin's heart felt sliced to see Nuri who was like that. In her house no one let Nuri cry, but now the little girl was as happy as she was.
"Yes, it's Papa. We're going to the hospital, yeah!" aydin asked with his daughter walking out. Nayla followed him from behind.
"Let me be fat, Mas. You're driving!" nayla Pinta.
Inevitably Aydin hands Nuri over to Nayla. Too dangerous driving by carrying. Especially in a state of worry like now.
There were so many questions he wanted to ask Nayla, but this was not the time. Nuri is more important. The little girl should get help immediately. There will be time to listen to his wife's explanation.
They went to the hospital. Doni and Rini are also with them. On the way Aydin remembered his mother. At this time, the woman was still waiting for news from him. Soon she took her cell phone and called Yasna.
"Hello, assalamualaikum," said the mother.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mommy, Nuri has a fever, I am currently on my way to the hospital."
"What! How could? Mother will be there."
The conversation was decided unilaterally by Yasna. That woman must be worried.
"Astaghfirullah, Nuri!" nayla shouted, making everyone look at her and they were shocked when they saw the little girl convulsing.
"Dear, awake. Don't be like this" said Nayla.
Aydin increased the speed of his car. Right now he only thinks about how to get to the hospital quickly. Nayla and Rini kept crying. They were afraid something might happen to Nuri.
They finally arrived at the hospital. Without parking his car Aydin got off and opened the door beside Nayla. The man seized Nuri in his wife's lap and ran towards the ER room.
"Doctor! The nurse! Please help my son!" aydin shouted many times along the hallway.
"Please put to bed here, sir," a male nurse asked Aydin.
"Mr just wait outside, let the doctor handle it," said another nurse.
Aydin had to give in and wait outside with mixed feelings. Worry, worry, fear and much more. He walked left and right to reduce his anxiety. However, it is not reduced.
Nayla, Doni and Rini are equally worried, especially Aydin's wife. There was regret in his heart, if only he had not brought Nuri and forced her, this would not have happened.
"Since when has Nuri had a fever?" Aydin asked without looking at the three people still standing.
"From ten o'clock" replied Nayla softly.
The woman knew her husband was angry. He had never seen Aydin like this before. Eyelashes ready to pounce on their prey and faces filled with anger.
"Hour ten and it's already one. Three hours, you guys just let it go? What is this thing called a mother will not harm her child?" aydin asked and quipped Rini who had previously said that.
They're speechless. No one dared to say a single word. Wanting to defend themselves that Nuri had been given a dehumidifier, but it seemed that nothing was justified from their actions. The little girl still has a fever. Doni Yag actually doesn't know anything, too.
"I won't forgive you if something happens to Nuri" Aydin said. He looked at Nayla with anger.
From far away, Yasna ran, followed by Emran behind her. The woman's face was puffy, surely she was crying along the way. Who is not sad when we hear our loved ones enter the hospital.
"Aydin, how's Nuri doing?" ask Yasna after approaching.
"Still checked, Mother. I don't know anything yet" Aydin replied with a bow.
Emran approaches Yasna and embraces her shoulder. He was equally worried. Nuri is happiness for that family. No one could imagine if anything happened to her.
"The patient mother. Let's wait for the doctor" said Emran trying to calm his wife.
Everyone waited anxiously. Their eyes could not escape the white door. The quiet hallway made the situation even more stressful. It is still early morning, of course only the doctors and nurses are visible.
Finally the door opened, the doctor followed by a nurse with a writing instrument. Both of them smiled as they walked out.
"How's my daughter doing, Doc?" ask Afrin.
"Alhamdulillah, fine. It was fortunate that he was quickly brought here so, could get a quick handle on it. I have advised you not to put her under pressure, right! But it's still happening. For the next is expected to be more careful again," said the doctor. "If it still happens, I don't know what will happen" he continued.
"I'm sorry we're negligent, Doc. Can I see my granddaughter?" ask Yasna.
"In a moment the nurse will move him. You can follow it."
Yasna nodded. He felt relieved after hearing that his grandson was doing well. Although it must be treated is okay, as long as the body is in good condition.
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