RED MAPALA
Chapter 82 - Lani Sick

Chapter 82 PMM

That night Dikta seemed to be trying to remember the youth's childhood. He did not realize that his loyal and twilight home assistant was coming. He saw the look on Dikta's face with a look of pity.

The old woman could understand the ugly nature of her employer's child. With both parents who are busy pursuing a career must cause all delinquency acts that aim to seek the attention of the parents even though it does not work.

Mbok Onah could not bear to refuse when his employer's son so ran to him as a child. Dikta already feels like his own son. And this is what Aden used to do, his call to Dikta. Mbok Onah knows that his employer's son is having problems, confused, upset, or sad.

Dikta would have complained and followed him wherever he went. But as time progressed, Dikta changed. Become more silent and often harbored his sadness. Even the master's child has an alter ego that often appears and endangers.

Basically, Mbok Nah actually prefers if Dikta complains just like before. He longs when Dikta tells long times the same width as the area of the rectangle is okay.

Even Dikta once told a story while helping him cook everything, because the results were messy. Carrots that have been very carefully selected in the market earlier, fresh and denser, after being peeled by Dikta even shrink in size. More was peeled than ended up in the pot for his homemade chicken soup. However, it was better than to leave Dikta like this.

"Den, is there anything you want to tell me about Mbok?" his question surprised Dikta.

"No, Mbok. I'm okay," he said.

"Don't be too heavy to remember everything you can't remember. Later it will be a lot of thoughts. Eat first, yuk!" bring him.

"Later on, Mbok. I'm not hungry yet" he admitted.

"Hmmm, Mbok bring the food here, how?" ask Mbok Onah.

"Yes," said Dikta at last.

Her childhood album has now been changed to the activities album of Red Mapala members. The album has many photos of Lani.

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Meanwhile, at Lani's house, the girl's story is also created. Mbok Ijah which is now the place where Lani poured out her feelings as they are rather than telling her mother without anything covered, also felt turmoil.

Mbok Ijah felt sorry to see his mistress like this. Lani just curled up on the floor, leaning on one side of the dining cabinet in her kitchen. Lani also helps Mbok Ijah cook. However, Mbok Ijah saw the way his mistress was picking spinach leaves, even messy. Lani's eyes looked down and far away. Quotes one by one of the leaves of spinach make Mbok Ijah anxious. It seems that the young lady's work might just be finished tomorrow afternoon.

"Hadeh, this Non even ngerecokin I cooked. Where while being upset again. Mbok yes story," lamented Ijah.

However, Lani did not heed it.

Mbok Ijah actually prefers that the mistress of his employer is just a story. Whatever you want to complain side times so square area is also okay. Instead of digging in the kitchen and causing Ijah to throw the dish and replace it with a new one. Especially if Lani gives spices, the taste of the dishes is very undefined.

"Wes wes wes, Non! No need to go to the kitchen! No, just go back to the room. When I'm ready to bring the food, yes." Ijah then drove Lani to his room.

However, that night the mistress even fell ill. Ijah did not until the heart saw the condition of his master was sad. Lani even started to lack appetite. Until finally Ijah ventured by recklessly contacting Dikta's phone that he stored.

"Yes, Mbok? Tumben called me. What's up?" tanya Dikta from her cell phone.

"Hmm.. ummm that, Mas Dik .. Non Lani is sick," said Ijah.

"Huh? That hurt?!" pekik Dikta was surprised. "What pain?"

"It's like a liver disease" Ijah replied.

"Huh? The liver?" Dikta is shocked not to play.

"Yes, Mum."

"Don't joke, you!"

"Seriously, Mas. Youal–"

Tut tut tut's….

The phone connection was closed. Making Dikta can only stand sculpting. How could the phone across the street just be shut down? He could not believe the news he had just received. Why didn't Lani ever tell me she had such a serious illness, Liver? Batik Dikta really rumbled.

Whereas on the other side, Ijah knows that Lani has a heart problem. So with his ceplos he said that his mistress had a liver disease. Of course Ijah is not wrong, because the medical name of the liver is the liver.

Ijah smiled because soon after, he heard the sound of a car that used to be very familiar in his ear. Dikta's jeep car. Ijah rushed until he ran out.

"Have you been sick for a long time?" tanya Dikta suddenly got out of her car.

Although the light of the street lamp was not very bright, Ijah could see Dikta's face pale and looked anxious.

"Old time, Mas. But the severity is only today," replied Ijah.

"Why not go to the doctor?" ask Dikta again.

"Crazy! Same time the child himself choose love. Lani is sick again gini, the time will wait later!" bentak Dikta's.

"Well, how are you?" Ijah grimaced confused.

"Emang Mbak Lina why wear it in the look of everything?" ask Dikta.

Lina is the older sister of Lani who lives in Australia after her marriage.

"Out of birth, Las," replied Ijah.

"Well, my dad doesn't know what if their kid is sick like that? Even the defend of looking at babies who can keep their enticement away look," said Dikta ketus while shaking his head with a huff.

"Hehehe," said Ijah while scratching his head even though it is not itchy.

"If so, let me take Lani to the doctor!" dikta.

"But, Mas .. Non Lani is sleeping again," said Ijah.

Dikta then stared at the window of Lani's room which only created a dim light on the top floor.

"I woke up!" said Dikta firmly.

Then he walked into the house and headed straight for Lani's room. Ijah was struggling to follow Dikta.

The housekeeper was so confused as to how to explain the actual situation. Finally reckless in the steps of Dikta because the young man had arrived at the door of the master's room.

"Stop, Mom! A moment! A minute!" Ijah was standing right in front of Lani's room door.

"What else is it? Move over!" exciting Dikta.

"Actually the pain of Non Lani is not very severe. No need to go to the doctor," said Ijah rather afraid.

"Heh, Jah! Denger, yes, liver disease is not an indiscriminate disease!" bentak Dikta's.

"But, I don't mean that liver disease, hehehe." Ijah went back grimacing. He feels guilty.

"What do you mean, anyway?" ask Dikta.

"Up, anu Mas. Don't be angry, yeah. Non-Lani seems like a lot of thoughts. I like to daydream. It's just that pain. I forced Non Lani to eat, until I got angry. But Non Lani just want to eat a little, he said no appetite. Continuing to be forced to take medication is also not willing," explained Ijah.

A pair of male eyes in front of Mbok Ijah squealed. He looks confused.

"Oh, sorry, Mas Dik. Not that I want to lie to you, Dik. I just want to tell you that Non Lani is sick again. There was a disturbance in his heart, another disturbance in his feelings. Not even heartache or a real liver. For two days, his body was hot. But not very hot, Mom. It's just anget. So, only once if dengokin Mas Dik so that only briefly can be cured," said Ijah excitedly.

"Hadeh... So the liver pain was meant heartache, so?" ask Dikta.

"But it's not the heartache of angry people like revenge, yes," said Ijah grimacing.

Ijah then opened the door of the master's room slowly. He then shifted to the side, giving way to Dikta to enter. Lani's room appears dim due to the light coming from the street lights, which enter through the wide-open upper terrace door. While the main light in Lani's room is not turned on.

"Why aren't the lights on, Jah?" ask Dikta in a soft voice.

"Non Lani told me, Mom."

"So then, why was the double door opened all that way? The wind that night is not good Lani even catch a cold. He's sick again!" luh Dikta's.

"Non Lani told me, Mas. He wants that. He said the moon was good again, so he wanted to sleep while squirming the moon," he added.

"Huh? Ngaco the Lani," said Dikta then clucked.

Slowly, the young man stepped in. I turned back to my body to leave. He wants to close the door to Lani's room, but Dikta forbids.

"No need to close the door," said Dikta when he saw Ijah would reach the door.

ljah nodded then cancelled his intention. Without saying anything else, he left Dikta and Lani. The woman immediately walked down the stairs.

Dikta gasped when she saw an agenda book on Lani's desk that made her steal his attention. The curious dikta then approached the book from it.

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...To be continue ...

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