The Delayed Soul
Chapter 25

After returning from Grandma Sanah's house I went straight to the room to clean up, before going down to breakfast I took the time to check my phone for news from Adam or his mother Dita.

Because it has been a week more Dita brought to Singapore and there has been no news of its development.

After seeing that there was no message, I left my phone and immediately went downstairs.

Today I had my own breakfast because Papa and Mama were on a business trip, while Grandma ate in her room.

"Bik Inah please invite Mbak Lastri, Pak Tarno and Pak Man to eat with me here huh?" I said to Bik Inah who was pacing back and forth preparing a dish.

"What's up, Non?" Ask this, it seems confusing.

"Yes, we have breakfast together as usual if there is no Papa and Mama" I replied.

"Ah ndak not Non, we eat behind aja" Reject Bik Inah smoothly.

"Judah if that's how I eat behind my back" Imbuh ku.

"Eh.jangan Non behind dirty, yes already then I call the others first" he said approving my request.

Not long after, they came together.

We enjoyed the food while telling stories and joking laughter, many things I did not know from their personal lives.

It turned out that Bik Inah was a widow who was abandoned by her husband since the age of thirty years because he did not have children, the estimated age of her is now fifty years more.

While Pastri is an orphan who lives with his uncle and aunt in the village, due to inadequate economic pressure he has to wander far into the city to continue his life, Pastri has never been married at all, his age is now about twenty-five years and almost thirty.

Pak Tarno was even more sad because he was abandoned by his wife and child after he was fired from his job when he was a courier, now lives Pak Tarno also widowed.

Another case with Mr. Man, he was almost sixty years old but he was blessed with five children and a wife who is still intact, despite a simple life but his family is full of happiness and very harmonious, he said, although of his five children only two were born from his wife but he never distinguished them, Mr. Man has not long worked in our place but he already considers my family like his own brother.

Such is the story of those who had never known it, not felt because engrossed in telling stories until the Adhan Dzuhur had reverberated from the mosque of the complex congregation.

"Yaudah yuk we pray first, all you want to ask for help Pak Tarno later between me shopping yes the same Bik Inah and Mbak Lastri as well, Pak Man is not okay?" I asked Mr. Man.

"What is not insyallah safe" he replied.

"Then I go up first yes, Bik Inah and Mbak Lastri later I wait in the carport immediately ready yes" I told Bik Inah and Mbak Lastri.

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An hour after praying and getting ready I went straight down to the carport, Mr. Man approached me because suddenly his youngest son was sick so he had to go home.

Because of the unreasonable emergency I drove Mr. Man home first, until there how surprised I saw his house that was so concerned, when I just got off the car Mr. Man immediately ran into the house, because I feel sorry for coming down to see the situation inside.

I was greeted with a friendly smile by his wife and other children despite the precarious circumstances.

"Sir! it was suddenly high heat and kept convulsing like this" said Mr. Man's wife.

"Have you taken your medicine yet ma'am?" Ask Mr. Man.

"So early in the morning but the heat has not yet come down sir" he replied.

"Yes yes let's get ready soon" Take Mr. Man to his wife.

"You take care of the house yes, the same father Mother to the Hospital first" said Mr. Man's wife to his three children, and replied with a nod of approval

Mr. Man immediately put his youngest child in my car, I quickly drove my vehicle to the Hospital.

Today the road is quite crowded, about thirty minutes passed I just arrived in front of the Hospital court precisely in front of the ER, immediately the nurse brought a push stretcher and approached our car to bring patients.

Mr. Man and his wife followed until in front of the entrance of the ER room, I deliberately took him to the big Hospital where my two friends used to be treated because here the tool is complete with a pediatrician who is on guard 24 hours.

The two paced back and forth anxious about the state of his youngest daughter, occasionally Pak Man leaned his head against the wall.

"Family patient?" Ask a nurse who came to me.

"Yes my family" I answered.

"Well, then let's come with me to the administration room first to fill in the patient data" he explained.

"I'm his father, I'm the one who came" said Mr. Man.

"Yes, come with me" the nurse invited me.

I keep following Mr. Man from behind, I'm afraid just in case something is needed all of a sudden.

Upon arriving at the administrative desk the nurse began to wonder about her calm biodata, history of the disease and administration of treatment.

"Father, let it be handled quickly" Chirpsku who has been standing behind the seat of Mr. Man listened to their conversation.

"BPJS aja sus, later I can not pay" said Mr. Man.

The nurse looked at me and Mr. Man in turn with a confused face.

"Sir, don't think about the important cost problem that his son can soon be healthy again" said I while patting softly on Mr. Man's shoulder so that he agreed.

"So how is this sir? BPJS line or general?" Ask the nurse back.

"General, how much will the total cost of the handler be given to me?" I said to the nurse.

I asked Mr. Man to accompany his wife back in the ER room, while I let her out for a bit.

I walked to Jalan Raya looking for a mini ATM or BRI branch office nearby to withdraw the money that I would later give to Pak Man as a fund just in case and the rest paid for administration.

Drt...!Drt...!Drt...! my phone vibrated the sign that a phone was coming in.

After I opened the lock screen of my phone then it was seen that Mama who called, she asked me where I was and also the state of grandmother at home, I told her that she was fine at home and that I was in the hospital.

He was surprised because I told him I was in the hospital, but because I didn't want to worry I told him the story from the beginning of why I was able to get to the Hospital, but because I didn't want to worry about it I told him the story from the beginning, at the same time I asked permission to use the money at the ATM to finance the treatment of his son and Mama also agreed.

After he hung up his phone, I rushed back to the administration room to ask for details of his fee bill and went back to see Mr. Man and his wife.