The Father Boy
ALA131'S CHAT. Journey to the hospital
"Yes, Pakwa to the house. Let it be accompanied in the hospital, if for example you bother Izza's nemenin this."
I stole some time to call the pakwa, as Izza was getting ready to go to the hospital. He was very excited to go there, I was even afraid of myself.
"Would you really like to go to Izza?" I'm confused and worried. Confused to take what steps and worried about how Izza would be, after getting an explanation from the doctor.
"Well, how else? If after doctor Fardan explained, Izza's condition is good, it must be directed to action. He's got his MRI too, this is Pakwa holding the duplicate. If Izza's condition decreases, yes, then his actions in Pakwa's place are fine. You don't have to think about the cost, Bang. But it depends on how today is too. The process is the same, but there's a more sophisticated tool."
I wailed to myself, afraid Izza was behind me. "Yes yes, Pakwa? Waiting here, I want to get ready first." I moved back into the house.
"Yes, Pakwa go straight there."
I quickly turned off my phone call, because Izza had seen me and even smiled at me. He walked up to me, then straightened my shirt collar.
"Call who, Bang? How did his face panic?" He smiled widely.
Usually he gets angry, if he finds out I'm hiding something. Instead of smiling like this, it was unnatural.
"Call Pakwa, get nemenin to the hospital." Not completely lying.
"Okay, I believe. I ready pillows and also cloth huh? Maybe some action." He left me.
"Yes, I'm getting ready first." Maybe just wash your face and bring a power bank.
Arghhh, I don't know. It's so messy, so hard to go to the hospital right now. Because my heart seems to say, that it is better to sleep at home. But I've been off work, should my day off a little useful, not even used to sleep alone.
More worried, when Pakwa comes. Flowers were beside his father, his eyes everywhere, but he always held his father's hand.
"Babies are big, ngintilin continues," my lead on Flowers.
"Let's not marry again, will you, Dek?" Biyung drove us to the front of the terrace.
"Not what marriage is anymore either, look for a virgin this time." Flowers hugged his father's arm.
Pakwa glanced at his son, then he chuckled a little. "There-there's. Educate you to be mature, married father is no use." Pakwa took off her child's embrace, then embraced her child to turn into their car.
"Dad will follow, Bang. Take care of the farm first, the preparation of your harvest and export experiments." I ran a little to the pink car.
"I'm sorry, Dad? Ngerepotin." I know there is great preparation in the pond.
"Yes, it's okay. Healthy son-in-law?" Dad waved his hand, then got into his car.
"Yes, Dad." Izza smiled at my father.
The cake he was friendly? Izza was carefree as well not this friendly.
"Go ahead, Biyung." I kissed biyung's hand.
Izza even splashed with biyung, like a distant guest. Biyung was confused, until he finally smiled again when Izza looked at his face.
"Thank you Biyung, have you taught Bang Chandra to be this good?"
Loh, how is this?
"Sama-sama, the obedient ones will get along well." Biyung rubbed both of Izza's arms.
Izza nodded, then looked up at me. His eyes sparkled, so radiated that he loved me so much.
"Yuk left?" The harder it is to go, I don't want to take her to the hospital.
"Yuk." Izza took my hand.
He hummed, took pictures and asked me to joke on the way. I wanted him to stay like this, but his sudden change made me suspect something else. This is what Izza was hoping for, but I didn't even want her to suddenly turn out like this.
"Do'ain, may I get through today smoothly without much drama huh?" He spoke with a smile when we reached the hospital parking lot.
"Nothing, no action now is okay. You don't have to do everything today, Za." I clasped his hand, after I got my wife's car keys.
"Liar plong, Bang. Let's not keep thinking, so even Brother is not this frustrating. I'm ashamed, just as his wife Zio was saying that Abang nambah skinny. I felt like Brother was right, the cake was right. I know that if you think of me, then I want to quickly finish this fibroid, let you feel like you have no burden." Izza hugged my arm, while walking to look for the entrance.
I wailed, to find the whereabouts of Pakwa and Bunga. Apparently, they were already standing on the entrance porch. Apparently, their car was already in front of us.
"I'm not maxain, Za. Don't rush to take action, look at your situation first. Let people say I'm thinner too, I'm lazy to work out again." Actually keep a routine workout as well, every wash I leave the washing machine and do stretching and movement keep muscle mass in the backyard.
As crazy as that I want to have a gallant and sturdy body, since Junior High I even asked to buy high-protein milk. Because I've heard the explanation of the gym teacher, if muscle mass requires the consumption of good food supported also with high-protein milk.
"It's okay, I'm fine. I'm ready for action today, Bang. Brother why the hell? How come the cake doesn't want me to heal fast?
Why humans need self-admission, or reading their own circumstances, cool self-introspection. Let what? Let us not be hurt when others think how we are. If I say his condition is easily stressed and also weak, it is certain that he will be sad. He should have realized how he was, so there was no need to make it difficult for me to answer like this.
"Why not, it could be later." I grabbed him and rubbed the back of his head covered in this baby blue hijab.
Izza loves bright colors. Plus, his white skin makes him suitable to use clothes and veils of any color origin of the same. It is like a hijab-wearing domestic cosmetic advertisement.
"Faster is better, Bang. Let Brother not focus on me that is it, right? Shame is a burden on my husband. It's a material burden, uh a mind burden too. Don't do that, right? We're partners in life, I don't deserve to be a shame for you. We should be able to be partners who give happiness to each other, if one of them can not, will parting be the way out."
I immediately shut her mouth, with my hand dangling from her shoulder. Incidentally, we have arrived before Pakwa and Bunga.
"This is it, mouth. Ngaco just know." I wiggled softly at my hand that shut her mouth.
Izza laughed amusedly, trying to get my hand out of his mouth.
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