Sacred In Stain
The Fruit of the Heart

Khalisa 68. The Fruit of the Heart

“Eh, uh. Don't yell at people's houses! Basic has no manners!” Wulan exclaimed fiercely at Khalisa. However, Afkar's faint cries were heard to heed Khalisa's ears from the other sounds. All the nerves in his body were immediately centered on one voice, the groaning of pain of the baby.

Not caring about the ravings of Wulan, knowing his son was sick and his moans were heard filling the ears, Khalisa ran around looking for the source of the voice followed by Yudhis and Ceu Wati. There would not be a single person who could prevent his feet from running like crazy to look for his son even though Wulan was frowning in following, wrathful because his words were ignored. While Amanda only noticed the commotion in her house with a flat look, still standing in her original place.

Afkar's agony led Khalisa to the back of the building. The sound of her son's crying was getting closer and louder now. Sharpen his hearing, Khalisa can make sure the crying sound that is very recognizable and missed it comes from the end of the room that is located next to the kitchen.

Almost hit the young ART who had opened the front fence, Khalisa barged into the room where the door was left open. The room turned out to be a bedroom, a narrow room equipped only with a single bed and a small closet, the ventilation is very inadequate, so it feels stuffy.

Khalisa's eyeballs roll up the mattress. There, a tiny figure fell weak and pale. Was crying until coughing in the condition of wet clothes exposed to vomit. It was his son, his baby, his half-breath that made him almost insane from being forcefully separated from him.

“Afkar!” Khalisa scoured, scooped up the child who lay moaning, carried him, held him tightly. Clear crystals that have since run around have been clustered in the crackers, falling down flooding in just one blink of an eyelid.

“Unfortunately Mommy, unfortunately Mommy,” her delirious stuffing misses, her voice vibrates. Khalisa kissed Afkar on the sidelines of his sobs, sobbing haru a mother who was finally able to re-hug her soul jewel after a long period of forced separation, mixed fear of loss because the condition of his son is not okay.

Afkar's condition, which was diarrhea from last night, plus vomiting since this morning, made the toddler who chattered every day sad to want his mother to limp now, no longer realize that now his beloved mother is present near him, clutching him tightly. Just crying whimpering in pain.

“This is Mother, Son. It's Mommy. Sorry Mommy late pick up Afkar.” The cry of Khalisa broke unstoppable, the sedu sedu was in unbearable pain.

Yudhis and Ceu Wati followed to the room, while Wulan reluctantly pushed in, instead shaking hands in front of his nose, disturbed by the stuffy smell of Ceu Wati's room. Amanda apparently followed, standing watching from the doorway. They were there expressionless.

“Where is sick, dear? Which one hurts?” Khalisa fumbled in a panic over the child's body. Afkar's body also turned out to be feverish, Khalisa increasingly panicked because the child had not responded to his speech since. Yudhis groped Khalisa's shoulder and gently squeezed him channeling strength as well as serenity without a word.

“Honey, this is Mommy, Son. Af, Afkar?” Khalisa patted his son's cheek gently.

“Neng, gunteun. This tea has been urinating more than nine times since last night, fever all night and just a little bobo in my sling, all the way from this morning plus vomiting.”

“Medicine from the pharmacy ordered by Bu Wulan bought a driver, Neng.” Ceu Wati answered as is. Showing the type of medicine that Wulan asked to buy by the driver because his grandmother was lazy to move alone.

Khalisa growled not to see the type of drug purchased, only a mild medicine. His teeth chattered with anger and wrath at Wulan, at Dion and two other adult women had cheated and abandoned Afkar who was sick to death. However, now is not the time to take care of that despite the overflowing anger, Afkar is the top priority now.

“Dedek Afkar has indeed been a month since his appetite continues to decline, just want to drink milk. Because of vomiting, deductive drinking also becomes increasingly weak, I am afraid of deduct Afkar why?” Ceu Wati almost shed tears as she spoke to Khalisa. “Sorry, because I'm not good at keeping Afkar's grandpa. Also probably because the milk brand was replaced with Ibu Wulan became sick,” continued Ceu Wati hoarsely held back tears, explaining the possible cause of Afkar's pain.

“What? Why the milk products are being replaced! Afkar was allergic to several brands of milk!” khalisa protests. Spitting out the beavering lightning on Wulan that was answered by cynical delicacies.

Afkar again vomited violently in Khalisa's arms, making Khalisa panic. Looking at Yudhis, Khalisa grasped Yudhis arm tightly.

“Abang, I want to take my son to the hospital, right now! Help me, Bang, please!” please half exclaim hunted fear also emotion. Khalisa's face was already completely wet with tears now, and Afkar was getting tired.

Yudhis nodded quickly. “We go to the hospital right now, but you have to replace Afkar's shirt first, wet clothes can make his condition worse on the way later.”

Ceu Wati was quick to take Afkar's clean clothes, give them to Khalisa to wear. Helping to put on socks also handed over the rags draped on the shoulders.

“Eh, uh, uh. You can't take Afkar from here. Breaking in didn't know any manners and now he's willing to take Afkar. You can be reported as kidnappers for taking her without my permission as well as Dion as her father!” exclaiming the fiery Wulan from the doorway. To snatch Afkar who was being replaced by clothes, but Yudhis swiftly got in the way.

“We took Afkar through the correct procedure, also attached the official file that I have submitted to Ms. Amanda related to this. And now Khalisa's right to take Afkar with him is getting stronger, with the evidence of negligence that you and Mr. Dion have done. In addition to forcibly separating from his biological mother who is clearly needed by children of Afkar's age, you and Mr. Dion have also abandoned Afkar to fall ill in conditions that include severe. If you keep insisting, we will make additional reports about childcare negligence and the chances of Bu Khalisa getting legal child custody are increasingly wide open.”

“I will report back to Khalisa also you, Mr. Young lawyer! My son has greater legal power. I will keep reporting that Khalisa has kidnapped Afkar if he wants to bring Afkar from here now! Let Khalisa go to jail. Let's know ourselves!” Wulan remained stubborn, forgetting the place where her feet rested, lost her memory of being just a passenger.

Seriate.