You Sweet Memories In My Suffering
CHAPTER 40: Helping a Winner

Although Grandma was conscious but her condition still dropped.

He no longer had the energy to just get angry, so he chose to stay still when Kinanti began to feed her porridge.

The day had begun in the afternoon, surely the store was still open, whether to whom Grandma had left it.

While Aunt Eva is the fastest tomorrow just arrived.

"After this I went home to finish trading, Grandma," said Kinanti ventured.

Grandma looked at Kinanti lazily, "Yes. You have to settle. Because you're also Grandma here."

Kinanti gulped, "Yes Nek, sorry."

Grandma then squeaked, although not as scary as usual.

"You've been depressed living with Grandma all this time?"

Although there is still fear, but somehow Kinanti was a little happy when Grandma called herself the 'Grandmother'.

Because usually the woman will call, 'me' or 'me' when calling herself.

"Grandma likes to hit, I can't bear to see Nana."

Kinanti tried to be honest, and also look at the situation Grandma now would not be able to hit him.

Grandma snorted, "It's up to you. Grandma is tired of having you. Grandma wants to live free by herself."

Kinanti blinked, trying to digest what her Grandma said, "I mean our Grandmother can come with Mom?"

Grandma did not answer him, instead turning her body back to Kinanti.

"Grandma, what do you mean?"

Grandma grumbled, which was not too audible but the next sentence made Kinanti's shoulder fall back.

"Not to thank you!"

Kinanti then came out, leaving Grandma who was still on her back.

"Why do you want to rest?"

Raka had been waiting for him in front of the room.

Kinanti nodded, "Yes, I'd like to go home for a while to finish trading."

Raka stood up, "I'm anterine, if so."

They walked together towards the room where Nana was in.

Earlier when Burhan went to the doctor's room, it turned out that Nana was exposed to symptoms of typhoid so it must be treated.

"It is not necessary, Ka. This deck," reject Kinanti.

"Well, I'm anterin. The sky is getting darker, Nan."

Kinanti opened the door to Nana's room which was five rooms away from Grandma's room.

"Yaudah."

Mom is seen feeding Nana, while Burhan sits observing the interaction of the two.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the Goddess turned her head.

"Grandmother is better?"

"Udah Bu, but yes it is still too upset with Kinanti," said Kinanti who then dropped her body on the edge of Nana's bed.

"Sister, I don't want to go with Grandma anymore" whined Nana with a mouthful of Rice.

Kinanti tried to smile, "Yes, we will go with Mom. Adek seneng right if you come with Mom?"

Nana nodded excitedly, "Yey! I'm finally gonna stay with Mom."

Kinanti felt sad, was Nana's wish able to be granted?

But for now Kinanti did not want to destroy Nana's happiness.

"Mom, I'm going to go home for a second. Granny's trade must have not been machined," said Kinanti.

"Yes, let Raka anterin you huh? Or do you want to get Om Burhan?"

The Dewi's question made Raka rush forward, "I'm aja Bun."

Burhan laughed, "You sure, don't want to date?"

"Astaghfirullah Mas! This is no time to joke!"

Dewi glared in annoyance, Kinanti and Raka laughed before they finally left the hospital.

"I'm supposed to call you Brother isn't Ka?"

Kinanti's strange question came up suddenly, making Raka who was carrying the motor chuckle.

"No need, we're Nan's age. Mostly we are not siblings, if I become your brother you will not even be able to date us," explained Raka at length.

But Raka just chuckled, "No live broadcast."

"You since when did you break the Ka" said Kinanti.

They finally arrived, but to Kinanti's surprise Faisal was there.

"Where are you from?" Faisal asked as soon as he saw Kinanti and Raka.

"What are you doing?" Ask Kinanti instead of answering Faisal's question.

"Well, what are you doing here?" Raka was no less surprised to see Faisal was there.

Faisal clucked, "I'm worried about you. Moreover, it was too late to go home, afraid you were angry at Grandma again."

"Oh, are you ready Kinanti anyway? His dad? No need to come here this time!" Raka doesn't seem to like it.

"Dissapper!" Faisal swooped both eyebrows at Raka.

"I'm from the hospital, Nana's sick, Grandma too. They are treated," explains Kinanti now began tidying up the food on the shelf.

Faisal's face looked worried, "How are they doing?"

"Udah mengingan kok," replied Kinanti with a deft hand doing his work.

Seeing Kinanti start working, the two young men did not remain silent.

Raka tidied up the chairs that the customer might have used, he arranged them into one.

So did Faisal who collected garbage with a broom he took in front of the store.

"You don't have to, I do" said Kinanti feeling bad for the two young men.

"You're all alone," said Raka and Faisal together to make them surprised because they didn't expect it.

While Kinanti laughed, he then put the leftovers into the house.

Raka followed carrying a pot that still contained sauce.

"Raka, I've done it," Kinanti's protest realized Raka was following her up the stairs.

"I help you, let's finish Nan."

As they were about to reach the top of the stairs, a sound of steps followed.

Faisal brought clean plates, "Wait! You can't be alone."

"Faisal is a clean plate, no need to take it up. You put it on the bottom shelf, "great Kinanti, "Udah I said you were cuddled!"

Faisal smiled guiltily, "I'm sorry, I'm back."

"Lagian lo do anyway, even make a complicated Kinanti aja," ledek Raka.

Faisal finally came back out to return the plate, holding back the jealousy waiting for Raka and Kinanti to come back down.

Kinanti put the remaining freshly cooked food into the box, so that it can be stored in the refrigerator.

"You clean this up every day?" Tanya Raka, who has now taken the initiative to wash the dishes.

Fortunately, because Raka was accustomed to being taught independently by her father, since her mother was sick doing homework was not difficult for her.

"Yes," answered Kinanti, his hand moving to arrange the filled boxes into the refrigerator.

"So you have a chance to do PR?" Raka still seems very curious about Kinanti's daily life.

Kinanti chuckled, "In the sempetin."

Kinanti then helped Raka, to rinse off the dishes that Raka had scrubbed with soap.

"I'm sorry about the nicotine" said Kinanti.

"Ngerepotin. I'm even cool, try first I can help you Nan," said Raka sincerely.

"I wonder, why do you call me always 'Nan', not 'Ki' like the others," Kinanti laughed.

Raka shrugged both of her shoulders, "Gatau yes, maybe because I often heard Mommy tell Daddy that. Like for example when Mother tells the time to talk to you, 'Nan later if big want to be what?' it could be that call to record in my brain."

I laughed, "It could be. But my mother called me Nan. Now Kinanti, or Nak, maybe because it has not met for a long time yes. Honestly, when you first called me that I was so cool."

"Oh yeah? jude, I call you on. Nan's! Nan's! Nan!"

Kinanti again laughed, did not feel their work was done. Just sweep and close the shop.

"Winning! so long above you guys do it!"

Faisal's voice was heard screaming from below making Raka and Kinanti laugh again.

I don't know why Kinanti now feels like she has a brother.

"Had just waited until the moss," said Raka when drying his hands with a rag, the young man even pulled Kinanti's hand to dry them together.

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