THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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Nawang woke up when the dawn adhan began to reverberate.

"Yahhh, wake up late." lamented Nawang regretted because he did not wake up to pray at night.

The place next to him is empty.

He didn't wake me? Tumbens.....

"Wake up?" Richard suddenly emerged from the bathroom already with a fresh face and wet hair.

Richard smiled wrongly as Nawang looked at him with an accusatory look.

"Waking up to sleep still feels sleepy, shampooing so it's a bit light to dizzy his head." said Richard explained why the early morning gini hair wet when last night they did not do it.

"Circuits become soloists." chirps Nawang while moving to the bathroom.

"Ngapain nyolo if there is a duet?" richard replied with a happy smile.

I think Nawang's bad mood is gone.

Thank goodness, her mind is happy.

Richard had just finished unfurling the prayer mat when faintly heard Nawang's voice calling out to him from the bathroom.

Richard rushed to the bathroom and found Nawang already sitting limp by the door.

His face was pale.

"Astagfirullah, No....!" richard cried out in panic then rushed to grab Nawang's body and took him to bed.

"You why? Falling?" asked Richard with a panicked face.

Nawang only shook his head weakly.

His body felt boneless and helpless.

"Dizziness?" ask Richard again.

Nawang nodded back.

"Le..mes.." replied Nawang with a soft whisper.

"We're going to the hospital, right?" said Richard then rushed to take a change of clothes to replace the lingerie Nawang wear.

"I want to drink." pinta Nawang in a very soft voice as Richard was about to change his clothes.

"Yes. I made you an angel tea, huh? Or milk?" bargain Richard agile.

"Susu." answered Nawang.

"OK. Change the clothes later. You don't wake up." said Richard as he hurriedly stepped out of the room.

Nawang smiled inwardly at the dexterity Richard took care of him.

Really a good and deft husband.

Richard rushed to the kitchen and met the Star in front of the boy's room.

"Why are you so tense on his face?" ask the stars while pointing at his face.

"You go to Papa's room now. Take care of Mom. Mom's sick. Papa made me drink first for Mommy" said Richard quickly without looking at the star who looked shocked.

"Yes!" the star quickly answered and then ran to his mother's room.

His heart was broken not because he heard his mother was sick. Moreover, in his view earlier the face of his Papa also appeared. riled.

His mother cannot be sick. Can't!

His eyes were already glazed as he opened the door and saw his mother lying under the covers.

With a hasty step the Star hunted towards Nawang lying down.

"Mother why?" ask the Star while wiping away the melted tears on her cheeks.

His mother's face was pale and helpless.

Nawang tried to smile so that the stars would not worry.

"No papa. Maybe catch a cold." replied Nawang very shrewd.

"Mother's tired because keep me sick yesterday huh?" ask the sad star with a guilty look.

"No. Just getting in the wind. No papa." replied Nawang slowly.

It seems unlikely that he exhausted the Star who was affected by typhoid symptoms after their vacation.

It is only treated at home, but Bintang enough to make Nawang anxious because it is a little fussy because of his uncomfortable stomach.

The child often whines when it feels like his stomach is bloated or nauseous.

Some nights he stayed up because he watched the heat of the Star's body.

Nawang himself was astonished by his condition just now.

There were no symptoms whatsoever and instantly suddenly his body was limp helplessly. Just very limp but do not feel dizzy or other.

Richard went into the room with a glass of warm milk decorated with a straw in it.

The star rushed up to the bed so that his father could have free space to give his mother a drink.

Richard gently helped Nawang half-sitting by giving a pile of pillows and bolsters on Nawang's back.

He smiled happily when he saw the milk in the glass directly toilet in a few straws

Don't let him lemes from hunger.

"Still lemes so much? We're going to the hospital now, okay?" bargain Richard.

"No need. I just lemes. If until noon has not been lost lemesnya, then I will go to the doctor myself" said Nawang already a little more powerful.

"Kok himself? Don't you take me?" asked Richard in astonishment.

"You're going to Bandung. How the hell?" sumpul Nawang started again with an annoyed face.

"I'm canceling it. Let Gustam himself be there" said Richard increasingly incumbent with his decision to cancel his departure to Bandung.

Gustam was Richard's secretary and Nawang had only met the man who looked the same age as Richard three times.

"You didn't leave, Dad. I'm not a papa" said Nawang slowly.

This time there was no face to cry anymore. Just a face grumbling in front of Richard.

"Why are you going?" ask the Star after digesting the conversation of his parents.

"Not so. Nemenin Aja's. It hurts again." replied Richard with a smile.

"I can take care of Mom if Papa wants to leave" said the Star with a serious face.

"It can't be, son. If you are healthy, you can take care of Mom. But if the condition is no longer healthy gini you can not take care of Mom completely. Later if the mother lemesnya not healed will also have to go to the hospital. You can't drive the car yet, can you make me?" asked Richard with a smile.

"Yes. I was a kid, I couldn't drive a car. If Mother lemes, not strong path, I also not strong her carrier, hihihi.." said Bintang while laughing. Nawang laughed when he heard the star.

"Fortunately there is Papa. If you are sick, someone will. Papa is good." said the Star while staring in admiration at his Papa.

"You're a good boy too. Still sick but not fussy. Still cure?" ask Richard.

"still. There are three" said the star.

"Sip! I want to heal really means something" said Richard smiling happily.

"But in exchange for a sick mother" said the Star suddenly sad.

"Mother is not papa.Cuma lemes only. Not sick. Later if you have eaten it will be healed" said Nawang Lirih while trying to smile.

"Astagfirullah.

"I forgot too." said the Star.

"I'll ablaze for a moment. You pray first papa." said Nawang while trying to get up but collapsed again.

"I'll take some water, right? You wudhu here." Richard bargained. His heart was actually very pity and agitated at Nawang's condition.

But seeing Nawang's calm and calm face not holding back the pain made him a little calm.

Probably right, Nawang is just exhausted.

"I went to the bathroom" said Nawang.

Richard seemed to think for a moment then he rushed to grab his work chair, carried it to the front of the bathroom faucet, then held Nawang so that he could ablaze by sitting and held by him so as not to collapse due to limp.

The star recorded all of that well in his memory.

How her Papa was so nimble yet tender to serve her mother who was helpless.

She could see the anxious face of her Papa who was trying to hide by still smiling at her.

Must be worried because mom is sick. Just like he was feeling right now.

The star was so grateful to see her mother treated so well.

Bintang took the initiative to return his Papa's chair when he saw his father holding his mother back to bed.

"Thank you, son" Richard said as he watched the Star push his chair from the bathroom.

The star smiled happily when she saw her papa now helping her mother wear mukena.

"Byeah, ready! Yuk pray first." said Richard when he saw Nawang already comfortable with his sitting position to join the morning prayer congregation with Richard and Bintang who stood beside the bed a little forward.

"Mother is sitting?" the Star asked after they had performed their worship and saw her father again helping her mother remove her face and fold it.

"Yes. You are no longer strong enough to stand, so the prayer can sit." replied Richard explained.

"If you are not strong to sit, the prayer can be while sleeping, Pa?" ask the curious star.

"Can. Papa fit in the first hospital was his prayer while sleeping. Wudhunya helped me." replied Richard.

The stars understood.

Their conversation was interrupted by Richard's ringing.

The man rushed to pick up his cell phone lying on his desk.

His smile expanded when he saw his caller was his papa.

Richard was even more happy when he heard that his father was in Bandung.

He turned out to be able to ask his father to represent him to see the land he would buy.

He immediately coordinated with Gustaman for that matter.

His smile was wide when he hung up the phone call.

It feels so good.

Although he could not see the land directly, but he strongly believed in the assessment of his father and Gustaman, his secretary of trust.

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