Unknown Baby
Patient Room

"Sha, we're late." Grousers Faiq. Trying to keep Myesha away from Aslan.

"Yes, Mas. I go first yeah, don't forget to support my comics continue. Star pick, subscribe, share and comment."

Myesha stepped away from Aslan and followed Faiq who walked first.

"Ready, Author," replied Aslan excitedly.

Myesha left Aslan in the parking lot looking at her until she entered the hospital. Meet some sisters. Faiq was still silent with an annoyed face. The man's lips were also a manyun.

"Jealous, huh?" asked Myesha while looking to the side. They walked to the inpatient room.

"No!" Ketus answer. His hands are folded on his chest.

"He's just a fan" Myesha said.

"What do you do often meet fans?"

Myesha. "No. Rarely does anything like that."

"Don't ladenin fans of kayak models that can't?" ask Faiq again. More blatantly.

"It should be friendly with fans, Mas. Without them my comics can't grow."

Faiq exhaled heavily, compared to Myesha who was possessive with her co-workers, she who was instead childish.

Their steps came to a halt at the door of the room that Myesha's father occupied. There were 4 patients there and their families accompanied.

"Let's go in," Faiq asked as Myesha halted her steps.

"Lad Yuno, Mas." Myesha Pinta.

Without asking Faiq took Yuno from Myesha's sling and gave the plastic containing the fruit to Myesha. The baby was with his toys. Occasionally looking towards Myesha and Faiq alternately.

"Tha ja ta dha." The baby's hand kept moving. Hit into the empty air with his favorite little car.

Slowly Myesha entered the room, all eyes on her. Even from other patients he didn't know.

"Assalamualaikum," they said.

Tuti's mother sat beside her father lying down, their eyes fixed. Tuti immediately approached his stepdaughter.

"You're finally coming." Tuti smiled brightly.

"So this is the first child who is always said to be rich with Bude Tuti." A family member of another patient.

"My son-in-law's a doctor, he's got a lot of money." Tuti turned towards the source of the voice.

"How much money are her in-laws not in the VVIP room?" The other insinuations.

"They'll just come, we'll also move to the VVIP room." Tuti defended again.

Faiq just kept quiet, waiting for the red reactions of Myesha to hold back the emotions due to Tuti's actions as good as he could.

"I'll pay for Dad's surgery, but Mommy equals Mas Faiq please come out. I want to talk to Dad."

Not wanting to be lured in with Tuti, Myesha chose to hold back and like her original plan was to say everything she felt to her father. The pain during this time, the feeling of being banished and his sadness.

"Sure, meet your father. She misses you." Tuti held Myesha's hand. Patting them as if they were familiar.

"I'll take Yuno out, if you can call." Faiq whispered to Myesha and replied a nod.

Tuti and Faiq came out of the room, now Myesha's eyes were only on her father who was lying weakly on the bed. Their eyes met, without showing any expression.

Slowly Myesha sat on the chair right of the patient's bed. Still staring at his skinny father. There was no bravery that had carried him. The hand he used to hold was now infused.

"Myesha ...." His father's words were stuck.

Myesha was still silent, holding back. Emotions and pity mix into one. Making a woman with glasses is difficult to express what is felt.

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