
The morning came back, Husna this time went a little later than usual, usually he went at seven in the morning now he went at nine in the morning to the hospital, he said, he was very excited to go to the hospital at seven this morning, but suddenly he felt dizzy and he was more rested first.
Now Husna has been to the hospital where her husband works, today she will donate her breast milk to the hospital again. Husna was in the room to pump his ASI, whether until when he was like this, donate his breast milk to this hospital and when will he meet his son?
After he finished donating his breast milk now Husna walked in the corridor of the hospital, he did not find anyone he knew here.
He wanted to give up where he could fight for his son.
Husna sat for a while in the waiting chair that was in the corridor of the hospital, he felt tired because from yesterday he only filled his stomach a little food, any food that he put into his mouth definitely could not because his thoughts kept on being fixed on his son.
"I can't be sick, I have to meet my son!"
"O Allah, guide the servant so that he may meet the son of the servant!"
Husna came out of the hospital because he did not want Mahesa to see him here, it could be Mahesa drove him away, Husna again monitored the hospital from a distance, his eyes were currently again watching the hospital.
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At the moment Mahesa is doing the surgery to his patient, he is very busy and very thorough with the surgery he did to his patient.
The operation went smoothly only his patient is currently critical due to lack of blood, lucky only the stock of blood bags are still left for his patients, now the patient is transferred to the ICU because the patient really needs medical equipment that suits him.
Now Mahesa is again in the ICU room to examine the patient he operated on earlier, when Mahesa examined this patient he immediately remembered with Husna.
Was not when Husna gave birth to himself who helped his wife, even he himself who paired medical devices to his wife's body at that time.
"Dok, is the examination done? currently the doctor should check on other patients!" said Sinta
"Yes, okay!" answer Mahesa briefly
They left the ICU room and Mahesa walked in the corridor of the hospital together with Santi's nurse, Mahesa into the other patient's room.
Santi was never tired of staring and paying attention to this doctor Mahesa, he even continued to mepet with this doctor Mahesa.
"Santi, please give the patient vitamins!" mahesa
Santi did not listen to Mahesa's words because he was busy watching the doctor Mahesa's face, because there was no answer from Santi, Mahesa glanced at Santi at a glance who turned out to notice him.
"Work professional!" said Mahesa coldly then Mahesa went from the nursery because she was annoyed with the woman who always saw her face, Mahesa was surprised by these women, who were very upset, why every time he passes or shops in the supermarket must be his face that is noticed, what is with his face?
Or is his face too handsome or what?
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The clock has shown the time alternating sif, Mahesa is getting ready to return to her mansion, she can not wait to meet her little son.
"Dad go home baby!" mumbling Mahesa while looking at the photo of her son in her mobile phone gallery.
Mahesa stepped her feet towards the car park, she was carried by the Udin mang, Mahesa continued to smile her smile was the center of attention of everyone, especially women.
"We're going straight home, mang!" said Mahesa then he climbed into the car that had opened the car door Udin, mang Udin nodded with a smile.
On the other hand Husna was watching the hospital because he saw that the hospital worker had come home, now Husna had hired an ojek so that he could follow Mahesa's car later, yesterday Husna had hired an ojek as well, but it was his Mahesa that he could not see at that time.
Mahesa's car came out of the hospital yard, Husna noticed every car that came in and out of the hospital yard.
Whether coincidentally or truly God gave him directions and a way to meet his son immediately, he saw a car that was familiar to him, yes he saw the car Mahesa out of the hospital yard.
"That's Mahesa's car!" muttered Husna kept paying attention to the car.
"Sir, tail that car!" said Husna pointed to Mahesa's car, the taxi driver was following Mahesa's car
Husna followed Mahesa's car, once they were left behind by Mahesa's car, but they were still able to track the car, Mahesa did not know if Husna was in his car.
The car went into very elite housing in this city, the ojek that Husna was prevented by the security guard complex because the security guard never saw them before.
"Sorry, who are you looking for?" ask the security guard
Husna was a little hesitant and nervous because he was afraid he could not find Mahesa's car in this vast housing complex.
"Sorry sir before, but my house is here too, did you forget?" husna was forced to lie but she was not entirely lying because her husband's house was in this complex as well, Husna was very sure if the car was Mahesa's car.
The bald-headed security guard scratched his bald head, because he had never seen Husna's face before.
"I am Mahesa Radyta's wife!" husna admitted because the security guard did not easily believe Husna's words earlier.
"Oh, doctor Mahesa Radyta, please come in ma'am!" said the security guard because the security guard knows Mahesa very well.
In this housing complex who is not familiar with the doctor Mahesa who is super duper handsome and kind hearted, the mothers in the complex are very familiar with Mahesa, Mahesa, mahesa is also famous for being the richest in the complex.
Husna lost Mahesa's car earlier, he wanted to cry it felt because it lost a very clear track if it was Mahesa's car, Mahesa's car, however, Husna's eyes are not blind because she is very familiar with the license plate of her husband's car.
"O Allah, meet the servant with the servant!"
Husna along with the taxi driver who carried him around this elite housing complex, the dominant house in this complex is very grand, magnificent, but there is one very magnificent house from the other houses located at the very end.
Husna continued to pay attention to each house, who knew he could see Mahesa's car, and there came Husna in one of the very large and magnificent houses what else is the very high black gate.
Husna told the carpenter to stop some distance from the house, inexplicably his premonition if there was a son in the house, his son, Husna saw with observance the house was not wrong because it was true if it was Mahesa's house, as evidenced by the Mahesa car parked in front of the big house. Husna's eyes glazed over as soon as he would meet his son.
To this day Husna did not go to the house, he returned to his contract because his goods were still in the rented place he lived there, he said, tomorrow Husna plans to enter the house whatever he will do so that he can enter the house.
"Alhamdulillah..I have finally found my son!"
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Now that Husna was standing on the fence of the very high house, Husna saw the state of the big house first.
Lonely!
Yes Mahesa house is very quiet if seen from the outside but the original is very crowded in the house, Mahesa has 10 art and 5 gardeners to clean the yard of the house.
Husna went straight into the yard of the house, because there were no guards guarding the gate, so he could escape and could set foot in Mahesa's house.
"Mother here baby!" mummy Husna stared at the house.
"Sir, who's mbak? just play in and out of people's houses!" said the security guard just showed the trunk of his nose.
Husna was a little surprised by the security guard, this time he could not give an explanation if he was his wife Mahesa, if he mispronounced Mahesa would be furious.
"Sir, let's get out why can't you get in here anyway!" the security guard forced Husna to come out.
"Don't I come here just looking for a job!" husna pleaded.
"Sorry, in this house there is a lot of art, my employer does not accept art anymore!" said the security guard.
Husna shook his head almost in tears, the time had come in front of Mahesa's house he could not enter, he would do whatever it was so that he could enter and be a part of this house, being a maid is fine as long as she can meet her son.
Husna stepped on the guard's foot, he ran into the yard of the house, "mbak, be careful mbak, here there are no more vacancies, mbak this why force once!" said the security guard held Husna so that Husna could not enter.
Bik Yatri who heard there were no fuss outside so was curious what was outside, she thought.
How surprised the Yatri bik when the security guard dragged his mistress by force, the Yatri bik ran to where his mistress was.
"Astagfirullah madam!" bik Yatri
Bik Yatri was worried about what the security guard did to her mistress, "Jang what are you doing!" pekik bik Yatri
The security guard named Ujang so stop dragging Husna, because he heard the cry an bik Yatri.
"This is a bik, this woman is very coercive, I said if you don't need the art anymore but she instead forced!" Ujang.
Bik Yatri was very afraid of what Ujang did to his own mistress, if Mahesa knew that Ujang dragged Husna could run out they knew fired by his employer.
"Basar Ujang, this is clearly her own mistress!" batin bik Yatri
"Here you go, he's the aunt's nephew from the village, the aunt who sent him here!" said Bik Yatri play his play so that Husna is no longer dragged by Ujang.
"Owalah.. said dong from earlier!" Ujang
Bik Yatri brought Husna inside the house, "mistress how did the madam get here?" tanya bik Yatri made Husna a drink.
"Husna searched Mahesa's own address, with the help of Husna's friend too!" husna said he could finally enter Mahesa's house.
All the art in Mahesa's house so see Husna.
"Eh, is that new art?" ask Romlah
"Where do I know!" said Siti
"Don't tell me he'll take Mr. Mahesa from me!" romlah
"That's so cute Rom, face is not how high your taste too!" sindir Siti
"Didih, my face is beautiful from that woman!" romlah
Romlah and Siti include art Mahesa who is very curious about the affairs of her employer, what else is the Romlah who is very centile with Mahesa.
Now that Husna was brought to the second floor by the Yatri bik to see Ansel who was sleeping, Husna arrived in his son's room, he immediately took the sleeping Ansel.
"God willing.the child of the mother, hiks.mommy misses you very much son, hix.thank you God... You have met Husna with my son!" husna cried while holding the baby.
"Owek.o.o.o.o..o...!" her son was crying, Husna smiled as she could still hear the voice of her son.
"Here's my dear mother, I miss you so much!"
Husna sat down because in this room there is no sofa or bed, Bik Yatri also sat down with Husna, Lesehan, bik Yatri smiled happily at the persistence of her mistress who wanted to find her child and in the end they were both rediscovered.
"Bik, can Uus breastfeed her?" husna asked, bik Yatri smiled widely.
"Young master is the son of the mistress, so the mistress may breastfeed the mistress's own son!" bik Yatri.
Husna breastfed her son until Ansel fell asleep again in her mother's comfortable sling, Husna again put her son in a baby box.
The two of them were still sitting down, Husna heaved a sigh of relief because she could be reunited with her son.
"Bik how will mas Mahesa be angry with Uus because Uus is here, what else mas Mahesa do not know!" Husna.
Husna thought of Mahesa who would be angry with him later because he was very brave to enter Mahesa's house without Mahesa's knowledge.
"Madam don't be afraid, let the aunt talk to you, God willing you allow the madam to stay here!" bik Yatri.
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