THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Plan to Jogja

After answering Farhan's greeting, Via received a call from Edi. Occasionally his forehead crinkled to hear Edi's explanation.

Via became agitated. The clockwork is felt very slowly. Finally, he decided to pack clothes that were actually not much.

Just as Farhan was coming home, Zayn woke up from his nap. The baby opened his eyes, looking at the father.

“Assalamualaikum, the son of Soleh. Just woke up, huh?” greet Farhan.

A smile expands on Zayn's tiny lips. The baby tried to sit.

“Hubbiy, earlier Mas Edi told you that ...” Via looks doubtful.

“What if? Just say!” sahut Farhan fast.

“Eyang Probo back drop. However, he did not want to be taken to the hospital. At the moment, Eyang remains in the care of the house. Dad brought medical equipment home.”

Farhan's chest was pounding. He was worried about his only grandfather.

“Flights are still two hours away. We couldn't have changed flights faster. May he be well,” said Farhan.

“Then, we have lunch first. After that, we prepare to the airport,” take Via.

Farhan nodded in agreement. He lifts Zayn's body to be taken to the bathroom first.

“All items have been prepared?” tanya Farhan made sure.

“Already. Most live Zayn gear. Five minutes is fine too. Here, Zayn let Via carry! Hubbiy invites Mas Rio out,” said Via.

Farhan. He handed Zayn over to the mother. He rushed to Rio's room.

“Via, Farhan, come on, let's have lunch first!” A voice called out to Bu Lena.

“Iya, Aunt. For a moment, Mas Farhan called Mas Rio first,” replied Via.

Within five minutes they were sitting around the table. The luncheon with the delicious dish, tasted bland on the tongue of Via and Farhan. Their minds are not too focused on food.

Presumably it did not escape the attention of Mr. Candra. The man felt the uneasiness of his nephew.

“There is a problem, Via?” ask Mr. Candra.

“E...little, Om. Earlier Via got word that Eyang Probo dropped again. We are worried that something happened with eyes,” replied Via.

There was shock in the romance of Mr. Candra and his wife. They did not think because Azka told me that her eyes had improved.

“Sabar, yes. Hopefully you guys can get through this difficult time, can recover. Sorry, Om can't see. God willing next week Om and meet to Jogja With Azka.”

“Iya, Om. Please just pray,” said Farhan.

After lunch, Via, Farhan, and Rio picked up the luggage and other items in the room. They're getting ready to go to the airport to go home.

“Dek Azka does not need to be told about the eye condition, yes Om,” pinta Farhan before saying goodbye.

“Good. When you leave, tell me. Or you who notified us ahead of our departure,” said Mr. Candra.

After saying goodbye, they were escorted by driver Pak Candra to the airport.

***

Via, Farhan, and Bu Aisyah sat in front of the room of Eyang Probo. Their faces looked tense. All the feelings raging in their minds.

“Mother, what about Eyang Probo can still last?” farhan.

Bu Aisyah looked at her eldest son. He was also waiting for news.

“Mother doesn't know either, Son. Let's just pray. What is clear is that we must mentally prepare ourselves to accept all the destiny of the Almighty. Remember, all living creatures will die. Merely, we do not know when death picks us up.” Miss Aisyah answered softly.

Via gasped at the sentence that Bu Aisyah said. He remembers death. He became agitated considering the provisions were not as good.

“What is important is that we strive to find God's Ridho. Reward business, it is not our authority. Leave everything to the Owner,” whispered Bu Aisyah softly.

Via nodded. His throat felt choked.

When the door of the room opened, the three of them simultaneously stood up. Dr. Haris came out followed by his colleague Sesame the doctor was also a nurse. One nurse was still in the room.

“How, Yah?” asked Ms. Aisyah impatiently.

“Alhamdulillah, father passed his critical period. Hopefully after this his condition improves. Now, let me rest. Later if you want to see,” replied Dr. Haris. He invited the medical team he had brought from the hospital to rest.

Via and Farhan looked at each other. They throw each other smiles full of relief.

Just two steps they left the front of the room, the nurse came out calling.

“Sorry, Mr. Probo called Mr. Farhan,” exclaimed the nurse.

Farhan twisted his body. He stepped into his eye room.

“Eyang called Farhan?” farhan asked while sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Aka...pon,” murmur Eyang Probo not so clear.

“Phone Deck Azka mean Eyang?” Farhan guessed his eye speech.

Eyang Probo nodded. Farhan immediately took the device to call Azka.

“Waalaikumsalam. Ni eyang wants to see you,” replied Farhan.

He faces his device layer to the face of the Eyang Probo. Instantly a smile slowly adorned his wrinkled face.

“Assalamaicum, Eyang. Already eaten? Who misses Azka, yes?”

Eyang Probo looked to nod. So clear the difference with the conditions two hours ago.

“Quiet, Eyang. This handsome granddaughter of Eyang is coming home soon. We can chat directly when Azka in Jogja,” said Azka again.

“Li... why? Li...” Eyang Probo seemed to take pains to convey.

Azka confusion. He did not understand the meaning of the Probo Eyang.

“Meli means Eyang?” ask Farhan.

Farhan easily guessed the meaning of his eye speech because it was often together.

Eyang Probo nodded confirming Farhan's guess.

“Ewho wants to see Meli too? Okay, Azka will call Meli and let her go to Jogja. Want to be brought by-by what?” Azka.

Eyang Probo shook his head. His lips retracted slowly forming a smile.

“Dah,” says Eyang Probo.

“Chat with Dek Azka is enough? The kangennya continued the day after, yes,” said Farhan.

Farhan closed the conversation with Azka after she told her sister to try to obey her eye.

Azka obeyed the orders of her brother. He immediately called Meli as soon as Farhan's vicall connection was closed.

“Assalamualaikum, Mas Azka,” Meli's voice sounded so melodious in Azka's ears.

“Waalaikumsalam, Darling. What are you doing?”

“New home from shophouse. Meli again worried about our relationship,” said Meli who sounded like a spoiled whine.

“Indeed why?” Azka.

“Mario and Anjani are being slandered. There are people who steal photos of Mario and Vina in inappropriate positions. The photo was spread with a caption that cornered Anjani.” Meli tells the fate of Anjani and Mario. (Let's read the novel Love Strata 1)

“Anjani believes Mario cheated?” ask Azka.

“Neg. But, the photo ruined the image of Mario. Meli is afraid that such slander will hit our relationship. Moreover, we are far apart,” said Meli sadly.

Azka smiled looking at the moody face of his wife. Meli's attitude like that looks so adorable.

“Deliver to The Power. Insha Allah His help is always there if we awaken to Him,” Azka said comfortingly.

“Iya, Mas.”

“O yes, you are busy not this weekend?” tanya Azka shifted the topic of conversation.

“Neg. Why?” ask Meli back.

“Can I Go to Jogja? Eyang Probo just asked me to call you, tell you to go to Jogja. Anyang want to meet,” replied Azka.

“You're on the same phone as my daughter-in-law huh, Mel?” the voice of Meli's father cuts off Meli and Azka's conversation.

Meli. Sang aya, Mr. Roni is walking closer.

“Iya, this is Mas Azka,” Meli replied.

“Hallo, Nak Azka. How are you?” greet the man to the son-in-law.

“Assalamualaikum, Dad. Alhamdulillah Azka healthy. Dad and mom are healthy, right?”

“Waalaikumsalam. Ah, I forgot to say hello first. Yes, Dad's healthy, mom's too.”

“Azka want to ask permission, Friday after Meli Azka ask to Jogja. Eyang Probo wants to see you. Coincidentally also Saturday afternoon friend Azka anyone would propose to friend Meli,” said Azka politely.

“Wah, if so, Dad's coming. Can, yes?”

Meli looked at her father. He could not believe his father wanted to come.

“Daddy has never been to the place besan, Mel. Yes all look at his eyes Nak Azka,” said Mr. Roni with a big smile.

“Iya, Dad. Azka thank you if Dad comes,” says Azka.

Mr. Roni looks happy. Instead, Meli was just agitated.

"Where do you want to make out if you're stalked by mom's dad?" thought Meli

***

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