Titian Love Nadia
Tiara Sick

Early in the morning Nina was about to wake Tiara up for breakfast. He went into Tiara's room, approached the girl and touched her back. He was shocked when his skin accidentally touched the little girl's body, the girl's body temperature was very hot. Nina was moved back to the kitchen to call her boss.

"Bus ... Mama!" yells.

"What's up, Nina?" Tanya Bu Nastiti who has finished making porridge for Tiara. He immediately turned off the stove, turning his body towards Nina who was standing behind him.

"Tiara's body is very hot, ma'am," replied Nina.

"Jeez," cried Miss Nastiti.

The two of them stepped towards Tiara's room. Ms. Nastiti rushed over to nearby Tiara and touched the little girl's hand. Then take a digital thermometer in the medicine box, press the on button and insert it into the armpit of Tiara's arm.

After waiting for a while, he took the thermometer back and saw the results.

"Astaghfirullah, 39⁰, Nin. We're taking her to the hospital now, Nin, " said Ms. Nastiti.

"But breakfast for Mr and Mas Rasya is not ready yet" said Nina.

"Please prepare the goods Tiara needs while in the hospital, let Mother prepare breakfast for Mr and Rasya," said Ms. Nastiti.

"Well, Mom," said Nina.

Miss Nastiti exited Tiara's room to the kitchen. In the dining room already sat Pak Baskoro and Rasya who were ready to eat breakfast but there was still less.

"What's up, Mom? Is breakfast not ready? Did you build it up?" pickle Pak Baskoro when Bu Nastiti passes him to go to the kitchen.

"The Tiara is very hot, sir. I'll take her to the hospital" Ms. Nastiti replied as she carried the finished but unfinished meal laid out on the dinner table.

Ms. Nastiti hero-wiri from the kitchen to the dining room to pick up rice and side dishes. When he finished, he sat down next to Mr. Baskoro. Pouring rice and side dishes into his plate.

"Rasya, do you have to kneel down with me? So that you would follow Nadia to her house and bring her here."

Rasya could only be silent not responding.

"That woman is Rasya's innocence, lest she become a victim of your selfishness as a parent. Nadia is the victim." Miss Nastiti is back to plead.

"For now Rasya can not promise, Mom," said Rasya who was so disappointing in the ears of Bu Nastiti.

"It's up to you if you want Tiara to die from starvation" Miss Nastiti said as she got up and walked away from the dining room.

"No breakfast, ma'am. Accompany the father of the cake," pinta Pak Baskoro.

"Mother will have breakfast when she gets to the hospital, sir. Tiara's body heat is very high, the mother is afraid until the seizure," exclaimed Ms. Nastiti replied to her husband's request.

"Be careful, Mom! Don't panic" exclaimed Mr. Baskoro.

"Yes, sir," said Ms. Nastiti exclaiming as well.

Ms. Nastiti stepped hurriedly towards her room to pick up the bag. Then go back to Tiara's room.

"Come, Nin! You are carrying Tiara, I bring a bag," invited Ms. Nastiti when she arrived at Tiara's room.

They quickly got out of the house to a car that had been heated Supri.

"Let the Supri drive, ma'am." Supri offered herself.

"No need, Supri. You just take you to the office," refused Ms. Nastiti.

Ms. Nastiti drove her car at moderate speed. He can still think positive, not just because panic with the situation Tiara will even make himself wretched.

It took them about thirty minutes, and they finally reached the parking area of a hospital. Getting out of the car, Bu Nastiti and Nina immediately take Tiara to the IGD room. A doctor is examining Tiara.

"Where's my granddaughter's condition, Doc?" tanya Bu Nastiti who happened to still be in the IGD room waiting for Tiara who was being examined.

"Temporary guesses it looks like the mother's granddaughter got typhus. For more details we wait for the results of the lab examination," replied the doctor. We recommend that the mother go to the administration to choose a room, because this child must be immediately transferred to the ward," added the doctor.

"Okay, Doc," said Ms. Nastiti.

Ms. Nastiti approached the administration room which was right in front of the IGD room to choose a room. Not waiting for a long time, Tiara was immediately transferred to the inpatient room.

*****

This morning the sun was shining brightly, albeit with a smile but stinging anyone who worked outdoors. But another for Nadia. Even though he can now move back as usual. But his face still looks gloomy.

The arrival of the letter of notification of the revocation of the scholarship against him has killed his dreams and ideals. He could no longer continue his studies without the scholarship. While the rest of his brother's savings - Nadhif given to him may only be enough to eat two months.

"Mothers can't help, Nad. If you go to a public university around here, you might be able to save your boarding money and your meals, but you go to a bona fide private university, you may be able to pay your semester without a scholarship. Unless you work like Kakang Nadhif," Mamak said at length one night.

"Kang Nadhif can in addition to work also get a scholarship, Mak. Losing Nadia works by relying only on a high school diploma, without a scholarship where she can finance her own college" Nadia said.

"It is Nad, forget your sky-high ideals. You are a woman, in the village of a girl who already has a High School diploma according to the mother is already highly educated. You help Mamak in the rice fields just like you mimic."

The words of the mother at that time immediately made Nadia's heart feel disappointed. 'Why didn't Mamak break my spirit, if only I didn't go to Jakarta and stay in this village and not go anywhere, maybe now I am still a normal woman, don't have to lose my part, ' she regretted in her heart.

'I must rise, I must be strong. What if I became a spinster and no one wanted to marry me because I was barren. Mr. Rasya who is now a widower and promises hope as sweet as honey already does not want to ask me what kind of news. Time to be a spinster plus have nothing. How will I be if my mother and mimic are gone, then Kakang and my sisters already have a family and their own lives. Who will take care of my old age? I still want to be a successful person. I'll work and raise money. If the money has been collected I can go to college without a scholarship though.' Nadia kept talking to herself.

'Maybe Om Ardi can give me a job, I have to contact Tania, let her ask her to work for me so office girl like that time I want, too, the important thing is to be able to make money and halal, or become a minimarket employee like kang Nadhif.

Nadia opens her phone, sends a WhatsApp message to Tania.

You

[Tan, chances are I can't go to college with you anymore. My scholarship's been revoked because I took my leave, Tan.]

Tania

[We'll talk about it later this afternoon, Nad. I'd like to get ready to go to the clinic.]

"I mean I want to ask for a job, Tan," he murmured.

Meanwhile, Tania who thought Nadia only complained that her college scholarship had been revoked, without talking back to Nadia she immediately called her papa.

"I want to call Papa Ardi back, remember," Tania said to her husband and mother-in-law while in the car on her way to the clinic.

"Assalamu'alaikum, China. You're already the lahiran?" ask Ardi directly on the phone.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, no, Pa. But Tania called because there was something else. It's about Nadia, Pa" Tania replied.

"She's your friend who got stabbed back then?" ask Ardi.

"Rubber, Pa. He said that his college scholarship was revoked because he was on leave. He can no longer continue his studies if his scholarship is revoked, Pa," Tania said.

"Then you asked Papa to pay for his college?" guess Ardi.

"No, Pa. He wouldn't want it like that. Tania asked Papa for help to take care of the campus administration so that Nadia's scholarship is returned" Tania explained.

"Will Papa do it, darling. Whose full name is it?" answer Ardi.

"Asa Nahdiana, Pa," replied Tania.

"Okay, is that all?" ask Ardi.

"That's it, Pa. Thank you, Pa. Assalamu'alaikum" Tania said.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

After answering the greeting, Ardi switched to calling someone, connected.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Om Ardi," someone's voice greeted on the phone.

"Va'alaikumussalam, Rasya. I'm sorry, did Om interrupt your busy life?" ask Ardi.

"Little, Om. I have no teaching hours. What's up, Om?"

"Look, Om can be mandated from Tania, he said the college scholarship given to Nadia has been revoked, can the scholarship be returned?" ask Ardi.

"Nadia?" Rasya's heart trembled as he called out the name.

"Yes, her full name is Asa Nahdiana. Om si could have helped finance his college, but Tania said he certainly would not," said Ardi.

"Let's ask the finance department, Om."

"Thank you, Rasya. Sorry to interrupt."

"Together, it's okay, Om. I'm glad I could help."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

After hanging up the phone, Rasya immediately pressed the intercom button.

"Ifada, can the revocation of the scholarship on behalf of Asa Nahdiana still be canceled?"

"Sorry, Sir. It's not possible, because the file has been signed, and the scholarship has been transferred to other students."

"Oh, it can't be yes" Rasya said.

"Yes, Sir. A copy of the file is still on Dad's desk, in the red folder."

"Yes, thank you" he said.

Rasya exhaled and then rubbed his hair violently.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim Nanad. Why should I always be the cause of your suffering?" rasya Sesal.

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TB