The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 13 The Seed of Love

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The scorching sun had now changed the light of the moon that shone brightly in the garnish of thousands of flashing stars. Misela stared intently at the window of her ward. Sometimes he looked at the door that was slightly open. There was a figure he wanted to see there.

While Dzakir who had just finished his Isya prayer again sat at the door and was busy playing his phone.

Dinner time arrived and a nurse was about to give Misela's dinner ration but was stopped by Dzakir.

"Let me just sus." Dzakir asked for a tray containing porridge, a clear vegetable spinach and a piece of fried tempe.

"This please Sir." The nurse also left.

Dzakir came to Misela.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Misela answered him with a slight smile. Dzakir.

"It's dinner time."

Dzakir helped Misela sit down and prepared her dining table. But Misela's lips suddenly manyun because the food menu is not as expected.

"Why pout?" Asked Dzakir who was sitting next to her with a strange look.

"Don't like the menu." Misela replied with a sour face.

"That's the menu at the hospital." Dzakir meredek Misela.

"I want fried rice ati ampela Pak, can you please buy it sir? The money's in my bag." Misela was a little embarrassed to say it.

"Who did you tell me?" Replied Dzakir who suddenly put on a fierce face and expensive selling pretentious even though he was very happy Misela did not hesitate to him.

"But I am sick sir." Misela spoke again in a spoiled tone.

"Said it didn't want to be in Temenin. Could itself. All right by yourself. Now I have to buy fried rice. Whatwasthat? Fried rice ati ampela? There's-there's just." Dzakir crossed his hands in his chest and pretentiously stared cynically at Misela.

"Yes sir if I don't want to eat this. Thank you for accompanying me until now."

Disappointment on Misela's face. Misela can't eat alone. His broken right hand and wrapped in a brace made him have to do nothing with his left hand where the infusion was attached. But it was impossible for him to eat with his left hand as well. Misela was confused.

Dzakir was satisfied with Misela's behavior.

"I'm going to the toilet." Dzakir immediately accelerated his steps out of that space.

"Eh Mr. tung.gu....!"

Misela tries to prevent but Dzakir steps too fast. Now Misela herself with her confusion. Appetite was lost not to mention he could not do anything without the help of someone because his legs were also sprained.

"How come I can't eat myself I also want to pee again."

Misela tried to call for treatment but no one was there. Misela's room is at the very end so there is rarely any treatment that passes there. Not to mention Misela is not in the VIP room so can not call treatment via button or phone.

"Pak Dzakir long time very much to his toilet."

Misela tried to hold everything back until fifteen minutes later Dzakir came.

"Sir to the toilet is very old."

"My love dong is why?"

"My sister wants to pee."

"Continue?"

Dzakir raised one eyebrow.

"Please help me sir."

"Why not ask a nurse for help?"

"No treatment has passed through here since. My legs are also sprained so I can't walk alone."

Misela lowered her head.

"It's not just a pee that's already installed tools."

"What tool sir?"

"Yes a tool to your k** pouch channel. You're smart cooking don't know?"

"I've never been treated like this, sir?"

"I'll call for treatment first."

Dzakir went back out of the room.

A nurse came in and explained things related to shitting. When the nurse was finished, she left.

"Where?"

"Alhamdulillah I have had good luck with this afternoon."

"Why did you just say?"

"Boyou won't go in the room."

"You're the one who doesn't want to wait for it."

"Yes I'm sorry."

"Yes, this is your dinner. That one let me eat redundant."

"Huh?"

Dzakir opened a package containing fried rice ati ampela as Misela wished. The distinctive smell of fried rice made a very wide smile on Misela's lips. He did not think at all that Dzakir was very understanding.

"This serious father bought me fried rice?"

"Fast eat and spend."

"Thank you Sir. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim Allah Huma bariqlana fii ma razaktana waqina adzabannar. Aamiin's."

"Here let me bribe."

"I eat with my left hand, sir."

"If there's a right hand, why the left hand. Not aaakkk's mouth....?"

Misela also ate with the fried rice at the ampella. Bribe after bribe Dzakir feed him patiently until the fried rice was exhausted. Dzakir was so satisfied looking at Misela's very happy face.

"Alhamdulillahhiladzi at ama wasaqona waj'alana minal. Aamiins. Thanks again, Mr. hehehe."

Seeing only his wrap and spoon, Dzakir shook his head.

"Are you hungry, are you hungry?"

"Hehehe's the most important thing I'm full of sir. I really like the dinner menu fried rice ati ampela Pak."

"I didn't ask."

Misela pouting.

"Sweet this guy. It's so sweet now it's jutek again." Baths.

But Misela did not forget to thank me.

Dzakir also cleaned Misela's dining table and gave her medicine to drink and then sat back outside.

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Late at night Dzakir still sat sweetly outside while Misela looked back at the moonlight because she was not yet sleepy.

Misela is confused as to what she should do because her phone is dead.

"Emm sir can help me."

Misela slightly raised her voice to call out to Dzakir outside the room. Dzakir happily entered.

"What's wrong? Want to pee again?"

"Don't yell at me sir."

"Continue?"

"Sorry sir I'm thirsty can you please get me a drink?"

"Em."

And again Dzakir did his gladly take the water for Misela.

"Why not sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy, sir."

"It's ten o'clock."

"really?"

Because in the room there is no wall clock Misela does not know what time it is.

"Rest then. I'll sleep outside."

Dzakir almost went out but was arrested by Misela.

"Sir wait."

"What else is it?"

"Can you sleep in that empty bed?"

Misela glanced at the patient bed next to her that was empty.

"How can I sleep in a room with a woman?"

"Our sis is not naked. They can be covered with curtains. I'm afraid to be alone. And also if I'm delirious later please calm me down."

"Delirious? So it's true that kids say you like delirious?"

"Whose children do you mean, sir?"

"The kids at the boarding school are always talking about you. Said you were delirious every night so scared that they could rarely sleep well."

Misela fell silent. Indeed, all this time that happened until finally Misela decided not to continue her class in pesantren and chose to host near the campus.

"I'll sleep there. Now sleep. You must rest enough to go home soon."

"Thank you very much Sir."

There was no response from Dzakir. He immediately laid his body on the patient's bed right next to Misela. But before that Dzakir closed the curtain that was in the middle of the bed.

Misela smiled happily. I don't know why he could be that. But his heart really felt comfort at this moment.

With her lips still smiling widely Misela also laid her body and closed her eyes.

Time keeps going. There was no sound in that room. Until late at midnight the silence was broken because of the cry of Misela.

"Tidaaakkk........"

Dzakir was very surprised then opened the curtains and stood beside Misela. Misela's forehead was already full of sweat even her hijab looked wet. The left hand was trembling.

Dzakir. Dzakir took his handkerchief in his pants pocket. Sweeping Misela's sweat.

"Don't... Please don't hurt me...!"

Misela cried without tears.

"PLEASE....!"

Dzakir spread his handkerchief to cover Misela's palm and tightly grasped Misela's trembling hand and chanted Al-Mulk's letter softly and melodiously near Misela's ear. Slowly Misela calmed down and went back to sleep.

Their hands held each other until dawn.

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