
On the sidelines of Zaki, Holy Mother and Mila chatted, a knock on the front door was heard from outside the house.
"I opened the door first Mas, Mom," said Mila.
"Yes Mil," said the Holy Mother.
Mila got up from her seat. After that he stepped into the living room to open the front door. At the door stood a woman as Holy Mother. He was carrying a bag of clothes and some plastic wrap that he had no idea what it was.
"Assalamualaikum" said the woman.
"Wa'alakiumsalam. Find who, Mom?" ask Mila to the woman.
"Holy Mother and Zakinya Cook are there?"
"Oh, they're inside."
"Please call them yes. Tell me Bik Inah has come."
"Oh. So this mom Bik Inah? is this mom going to work here?"
Bik Inah nodded. He then looked at Mila's face.
"Who would Neng be?" ask Bik Inah.
"My name is Mila. I'm a friend of Mas Zaki's" Mila replied.
"Oh..." Bik Inah mangut-mangut understand.
"Wait a minute. I call Mas Zaki and Holy Ma'am first."
"Yes. I'm waiting here."
Mila hurriedly entered the house to summon Zaki and Holy Mother.
"Mas Zaki, Holy Mother, Bik Inah has come." Mila.
Zaki and Holy Mother stared at each other. The two of them then turned their eyes to Mila.
"Send him straight in. Mil!" the Holy Mother Pinta.
"Yes, Mom."
Mila came back to the front to meet Bik Inah.
"Bik Inah, Mas Zaki and Bu Suci again had breakfast. He said the aunt told him to go inside."
"Oh yes Neng. Thanks." Thanks."
"I helped bring aunt's stuff?"
"Oh yes. Thanks Neng. The ones in those plastics are gifts from aunt to Holy Mother."
Mila smile. He then took Bik Inah's luggage into the house.
Arriving at the dining room, Bik Inah and Mila stopped their steps.
"Oh Allah early in the morning has come here Bik Inah," said the Holy Mother.
"From home at what time in the morning already nyampe Bik?" ask Zaki.
Bik Inah just smiled.
"Eh, Mas Zaki, Holy Ma'am. We haven't seen him in a long time. Sorry if I came here early in the morning. So interrupt you to breakfast."
"Oh, no. Not at all disturbing. If you want to eat breakfast, please join Bik!" said Holy Ma'am. It seems that Bik Inah is already familiar with the Holy Mother family. Maybe because he used to work at the Holy Mother's house long enough.
Bik Inah then invited Holy Mother and Zaki to shake hands. After that he glanced towards Mila.
"This beautiful bell who is Holy Ma'am?" ask Bik Inah.
The Holy Mother smiled.
"That's my son-in-law's candidate Bik."
Bik Inah was surprised when he heard the words of Holy Mother.
"Oh. Beautiful prospective daughter-in-law, Holy Mother. No danger yet Mas Zaki and his future wife live one roof. They are not married."
"Oh..."
****
This afternoon, Adnan arrived in front of his house. After he parked his car in the garage, Adnan got out of his car. After that Adnan stepped into his house.
He did not go directly to his room but stopped by Aluna's room to see Aluna's condition.
Adnan stopped his steps when he saw Aluna still closed her eyes with a compress cloth still stuck to her forehead.
Adnan approaches his son's bed. Then he sat down on the side of Aluna's bed.
Moments later, Sulis came with warm water to drink Aluna.
"Eh, there's Mr. Adnan. Has it been here, sir?" ask Mama Sulis.
"I just got home, Sulis. How's Aluna doing?"
"Still the same Mr. Adnan. There hasn't been any change. Aluna could only ngiggau call her mother."
"Geez, how sorry are you, son" said Adnan, twitching his two-footed son.
"So Aluna was cold Mr. Adnan, so I got him some warm water" said Sulis as he placed a glass of warm water on the nightstand.
"Sir, you accompanied Aluna here first. I'm gonna take a shower and change my clothes first."
"Yes sir."
Adnan got up from his seat. After that, she walked out of her son's room. Adnan walked upstairs to his room. Arriving at the room, he again saw Monika relaxing while listening to music.
Astaghfirullah, what's wrong with Monika. He doesn't care a bit about my son. I never saw Monika in Aluna's room. What he had been never cared about Aluna, the inner Adnan.
Monika smiled as she looked at Adnan. He then stepped over to Adnan to help Adnan open his tie.
"You've come home."
Adnan hush. After opening his suit and tie he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Why Mas?" asked Monika who saw Adnan looking sad.
"Aluna, the heat hasn't come down yet either. If the heat doesn't come down tomorrow morning, I'll take him to the hospital. Let him be treated there."
"Why do you take your child to the hospital. His people are all right. Just ordinary fever Mas," said Monika who disagreed Adnan brought Aluna to the hospital.
"Aluna I checked with the doctor, but her condition remains the same. That's why I'm taking him to the hospital to get the best treatment."
"Patience Mas, long time he also healed himself really."
Adnan looked furious with Monika. When Adnan was panicking about Aluna's condition, Monika seemed relaxed to see Aluna's condition. It seems Monika would rather have Aluna sick.
Adnan got up from his seat. He then took a towel and stepped into the bathroom.
"You're healed, it's none of my business. The child is not my son, but Mila's. Let me know what Aluna feels like. Who told me to be naughty and often make me upset" muttered Monika after Adnan's departure.
After the shower, Adnan came out of the bathroom. He walked over to his closet to pick up a shirt. After changing clothes, Adan returned to Aluna's room to see Aluna's condition.
"How is Sulis Aluna?" ask Adnan.
"Still the same sir. The heat is even higher. I've been compressing many times."
"Mama... Mom.mama... Mama Mila I miss my mom..."
Adnan was surprised when Aluna deliriously mentioned her mother's name.
"Aluna does often complain and mention his mother, sir," explained Mrs Sulis.
"Oh yeah, let it go. His name is also a sick man."
"If in my opinion, if you can meet Aluna with her mother Pak. Who knows, Aluna will be healed. Who knows, Aluna's sick because she misses her mother."
"Don't know you're Sulis. I'll never let Aluna come with Mila. Because I don't usually live without Aluna. I can't live without my son" Adnan said.
"Now you go. There's me, who's gonna wait for Aluna here. You just do the work you haven't done yet."
"Yes sir."