
When greeting her friend, Selfia instead went to her house but went to a place where someone was waiting for her.
it is a famous cafe in the city of South Jakarta.
A place to hang out with a comfortable atmosphere and a unique interior that presents a variety of international menus.
after until someone welcomes Selfia.
" How did it go?" asked Selfia with a cold expression.
" Huh non Selfia if it's like this like his father yes". Ciko's mind in his heart feathers when goosebumps see the beauty of Selfia but the woman is cold like snow coral only.
" I have done everything neatly boss, I'm sure no one knows where I am". Ciko explained at length.
" Okay, thank you". answered Selfia briefly while leaving Ciko alone.
At the Office Dani felt bad feeling, after the important work was completed Dani was ready to go home.
the car also drove at a very slow speed because it split the streets so crowded that it was a little jammed. take approximately twenty minutes Dani also arrived at his home but there is a sad sight that he accidentally saw waiting for him to be rested on the floor of his terrace with a sad state of feet spurting coming because of a fall slumped on the floor, crowded neighbors glared at Rani like a judge who glared at the accused.
" What else is this "inner Dani
He grabbed Rani's body and took her to the car. Dani returns her car to her parents' house, and she has no idea what is going on, as the head of the family he has the right to take action to minimize the riots that occur because of the assessment of the citizens of Rani whether whose actions and what the problem is he himself does not know at least Rani must be helped first.
arriving at the house of his mother security guard opened the gate, the car entered the yard of the house.in the family room Bu Wulan who will turn on the television did not so because it was like there was a car entering in his yard, he rushed to get out and of course he was surprised by the view.
" i...".
" jeez what happened to Rani Dan?" And there are many more questions.
" Mi can ask you to call the doctor here". pinta Randi.
" Azis sir I asked the family doctor's phone to come here immediately". Bu Kumala's order to the house assistant, precisely the head of the house assistant
ladders.
" Good Mom, he also carried out his duties. while Rani has been brought to the room where it is provided for them during family events or they return to this main house even though it is just a walk and then rest. after arriving at the room Bu Kumala called BI Surti to help Rani clean up.Bi Surti also did his job with agility.
" BI after this make soup for Rani ya". it seems like he has not eaten.
" Good mistress". replied bi Surti.
after that, Kumala came to Dani's son.
" And what happened, son? " tanyanya with a sad mimic.
" I'm sorry Dani mi". Dani can only apologize for not feeling successful in educating his son as the head of the household should be wiser to face the problem.
Mrs Kumala breathed a heavy sigh.she understood very well what her son was experiencing was a very heavy money problem.
the doctor came shortly.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
" mr. Azis please see who's coming". Got Kumala's Mom.
" Doctor Aldi ". Greet Mr. Azis kindly to doctor Aldi.
" Good afternoon Mr. Azis "greet doctor Aldi no less friendly.
"Please Doctor Adi Madam is waiting in the family room.
Doctor Aldi immediately rushed to the luxurious exit room, he was greeted kindly by the owner.
" Hey Doc, how are you?" greet Bu Kumala with a sweet smile"
" Let me take it". Mrs Kumala immediately escorted Dr. Aldi to the room where Rani was resting.
Dr. Aldi is a Doctor of the Kusuma Wijaya family.
after seeing the condition of Rani doctor Aldi also gave some prescriptions in the form of vitamins for Rani's recovery.
Mrs Kumala un ordered Mr. Azis to redeem the recipe to the pharmacy listed on the recipe.
" the blisters on both legs are quite severe, fortunately the lady quickly took action before the infection occurred in Ms. Rani's legs .
" but I have given anti-biotic and some vitamins so that Miss Rani will recover soon.
" Amin". Bu Kumala's prayer.
" thank you doc for coming quickly to help his old grandson.
" Good madam, I will immediately say that Miss Rani will get well soon. Mrs Kumala took Dr. Aldi to the front door.
Doctor Aldi passed from the residence of Mr. Kumala Wijaya.
Mrs Kumala headed to the room where her former granddaughter was. She gently stroked Rani's face and kissed her forehead. then enveloped Rani who was asleep.then Bu Kumala went to the family room where Dani was sitting there.
" I how is Rani".
" Rani can rest, just let Rani and Raja here until the situation is safe.
" Good mi, thank you for understanding.
" Dani wants to go home first mi, greetings to papi" .
" Nati mami Deliver".
Dani kissed her mama's forehead and then the back of her hand.
" Dani came home.
Kumala's mother gently swept her son's head.
" finish anything with a cool head, and I'm sure everything will be fine".
" Amin". Dani pamit.
" Asalamualaikum".
" Greetings alaikum".
mama Kumala replied briefly.
Dani Pun passed to the car and drove his car at a speed that was splitting the crowded highway.
arriving at the house of Mr. Dani directly into the house there is no more scenery like that. In the living room he found his wife pacing back and forth like an iron.
" mana Randi" he asked coldly to his wife.
but Ambar did not answer her husband's question but asked back as if nothing had ever happened in this house.
" Aren't Randi with you sir?"
" Don't talk, ma'am, I already know everything from the neighbors so I just answer your questions, Randi where?" said Mr. Dani with a rather high tone made Bu Ambar stuttering, but suddenly Randi passed by.
" Now apparently you came alone son". said Mr. Dani is still soft.
" Why, you still want to protect the human J*l*Ng sir?" said Randi.
Plakkkk
Instantly, Mr. Dani slapped Randi hard.
" What, ish". Randi hissed while the bloody tip of her lips.
Plakkkk
Mr. Dani slapped the slap on Randi's left cheek again.
" at least you still have some shame and still keep our family's good name". said Mr. Dani with emotion.
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