
It had been 6 hours since Naura came to her senses from her coma, and the woman was impatient to know the state of her sister.
Even though everyone said Nayra was fine, even including Raka's parents, Naura couldn't calm down until she saw for herself how Nayra was doing.
"Why, Honey?" asked Bu Irna who saw Naura seemed to think of something.
"Have you seen Nayra's son?" ask Naura.
"Here, he is very handsome," said the mother with sparkling eyes. "You wanna see it? Let Mama bring him here."
"What will Raka allow?" great-grandson Naura.
"Sure dong, he's your own nephew. Even if Raka doesn't allow it, Nayra will still meet you with Baby Al."
"Name Baby Al?"
"Aditya Alvaro, good' right?"
Naura just nodded slowly.
"Ma, can you please call the Doctor or Sister?" pinta Naura who made the mother immediately anxious.
"Why, Honey? Is anyone sick?" tanyakanya.
"No, I just want a wheelchair, I want to see Nayra."
"Gosh, Ra!" angry The Mother. "True Arsen said, do not be too hasty because the apocalypse is still far away. You have plenty of opportunities to meet."
Naura grimaced at the words of the Mother who had now heard the absurd Arsen.
While on the other hand, Nayra was very eager to meet Nayra and wanted to know her situation directly. However, Raka did not allow it because the man still remained on his main principle long ago. It won't come to Naura unless that woman comes first.
"Raka?" call Nayra to Raka who has been busy with her laptop since.
"Hem" said Raka without seeing his wife.
"I'm going to the toilet."
Raka immediately put down her laptop, then she took Baby Al who was sleeping on Nayra's lap and placed it in the baby box provided by the hospital.
Simultaneously, the two old men of Raka came with two baskets of fruit.
"It's a lot of fruit, Ma," said Raka as she helped Nayra get out of bed.
"Make Naura one" said Bu Mita as she placed a basket on the table. "Mom will go there first, then come here again." Nayra just nodded with a smile.
While Mr. Aditya went straight to the baby box, he looked very anxious at his sleeping grandson. In fact, Mr. Aditya could not resist pinching his cheeks that were getting more and more stye.
"Don't touch it, Pa! He just slept," said Raka, which made her father annoyed.
"Raka, let's go to the toilet. Later I wet the bed here you know," exclaimed Nayra who did not dare to go to the toilet alone. Because he still often feels dizzy even sometimes his vision is also suddenly blurry.
Mr. Aditya who was forbidden to touch his own grandson finally resigned and sat on the sofa, he frowned when he saw what was on the screen Raka laptop.
Not long after, his son and daughter-in-law came out of the toilet. "Raka, you want to buy a private jet?" asked Mr. Aditya without further ado which made Nayra gawk.
"Yes, Pa," replied Raka casually.
"Hem, great idea," said Mr. Aditya. "This will ease our business journey."
"I actually bought it for Baby Al."
"HUH?"
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"Thank you," said Naura who looked wrong when Raka's mother came to him and brought a basket of fruit for him.
"Together, honey, how are you?" asked Ms. Mita who tried to act ordinary, as if there had never been a fatal problem in the past.
"Much better" answered Naura.
"Thank God, Nayra's condition is also better. But he still often feels dizzy because that's why he has not been able to visit you," concluded Bu Mita when in fact he only wants Naura to come to him immediately, because if not like that, if not like that, so Raka who is also stubborn will continue to prohibit Nayra from approaching Naura.
"I understand" said Naura.
"Oh yeah, Baby Al's asleep, Mommy?" ask Ms. Irna
"So I saw that it was in the baby box" said Ms. Mita but her eyes were on Naura. "You want to see your niece, Ra?"
"Huh?" sahut Naura's. "If you want, Mama'll take a wheelchair."
"Naura still needs a break too, Ma'am," said Ms Irna.
"Hem, okay. Then tomorrow."
"Now, just now" cried Naura then.
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"You want to buy a private jet for a baby that can only fart, pee and cry?" pekik Pak Aditya who feels unreasonable Raka will buy a private jet for his baby.
While Nayra could not help but laugh at the words of her father-in-law
"It's not so, Pa," said Raka. "I just remember the struggle of us who want to come home from Australia here, very urgent and must arrive on time. It's hard to know, Pa. So it must be better to have a private jet," concluded Raka at length.
"Yes, yes" muttered the father later.
Not long after, Ms. Mita came and Mr. Aditya immediately told her about Raka's desire to buy a private jet.
"He bought a jet for his baby that can only cry, Ma," said Mr. Aditya.
However, instead of responding to her husband's words, Ms. Mita actually opened the door wider. "Please enter!" her exclaims and instantly the atmosphere was a little tense as Bu Irna pushed Naura's wheelchair into Nayra's nursery.