Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 134. Akbar's Return to Home
In a rather precarious situation, Asti has advised the Lek No family, as well as everyone in his house not to tell about Akbar's pain to others. Especially if Akbar has to undergo hospitalization.
Usually if there is an event like this will appear various perceptions and judgments of each person are different. Moreover, their family had just finished organizing a wedding party!
If they are people who are sympathetic with Asti and Lek No family. Will surely send a prayer for his son's recovery.
Another case if, some who do not like their family, will certainly talk differently behind their back. Perhaps blame Asti , for marrying without using the customs and rules of Javanese society that are still held in high esteem.
Some say it's less to look for a good day. Or less, for the completeness of the event! Though general things have been done before Asti, as long as it does not violate the rules and laws of Islam. Like menziarahi his family's tomb in the village of Sendang Mulyo. Ask Permit to hold a crowd with nearby neighbors, until reporting it to the local neighborhood administrator.
Like yesterday when Asti saw the grim face of Mother Dian, her neighbor at her wedding. Maybe if not to keep the authority of her husband, from the mouth of the mistress of Mother Dian it will certainly come out fatwa and proposition that is really unacceptable to human reason. Because beyond our reason and logic.
" Akbar okay, Asti?" ask Bulek After being able to tell by phone.
" Good Bulek, has been quickly handled by a doctor. They are constantly monitoring the progress of Akbar's situation. Doctors said the toddler was vulnerable to various types of diseases, because his body's defenses are still weak. It could be due to food, weather changes as well as diseases transmitted from his playmates..."
At the initial plan, Lek No and Bulek Ratih will return to the village this morning. After last night, they stayed at Asti's house. While waiting for the next news about Akbar.
According to the doctor's estimate, Akbar ate sweets or cakes that are less hygienic, resulting in his body feeling uncomfortable.
Only then did Bu Jum realize. There is a toddler who is a guest of the entourage of relatives of Mr. Leon, who likes to play with Akbar. The girl gave Akbar a pillow-like candy... Because it is soft and the color is attractive.
Maybe the five-year-old girl repeatedly fed the candy to Akbar's mouth. Because Akbar looks rather like, because it tastes sweet... Such snacks are still rarely sold in stalls and food stores in the area.
Speech from Bu Jum earlier, immediately delivered Mr. Leon to the pediatrician who handles Akbar. The doctors there immediately took action. Fear is a kind of gum that can not be digested properly by a baby ... Moreover, Akbar has not even turned 24 months old.
The nurses immediately prepared everything the doctors instructed. They took the baby to the examination room in another room. Fortunately Akbar did not cry because at his side there was his mother and Mr. Leon who continued to walk beside him.
In the examination waiting room, Asti was sitting limp like powerless. Only Mr. Leon stays with him. No matter if the man hugged her back tightly to calm her heart.
Asti's tears occasionally drip. If this is the case, it would feel like he replaced the pain and discomfort experienced by his son who was in the room. In fact, there is guilt and regret for not taking good care of Akbar in these two days.
" Patience, yes. Dear. Be praying! May our child recover soon!" Mr. Leon's words gave him some enlightenment.
The sturdy and long fingers of the man tried to wipe away Asti's tears that continued to drip painfully.
" I don't think I'm a good mother to Akbar. He's been hot since the afternoon, I'm not so perceptive. Always rely on Bu Jum!"
" Once, Asti! Don't blame yourself, okay?"
Almost two hours more Asti and Mr. Leon there to wait for the results of the examination and the actions of the doctor. Until the two of them did not realize that they were sitting so tightly and hugging each other. Leon occasionally kisses Asti's head covered in hijab. Even Asti's face was now on the man's chest. There is anxiety, also fatigue. Wish there was a miracle that her son would be okay.
The intimacy of the couple sitting in the waiting room, enough to attract the attention of some people passing by there. Including the sisters who passed by in the corridor. Also some visitors who came to visit family members who became patients in this hospital. It was almost 12:00, the first clock sign. Homes are crowded with people there.
Ninuk was rather horrified as well after hearing the next news from Asti. He had returned home after bringing a bag of change of clothes for Asti and Mr. Leon. Also chicken porridge for breakfast both of them.
After praying Dhuhur congregated at home, Lek No led a joint prayer for the healing of Akbar. Bu Jum was crying because he was less alert.
Maybe he's not good at banning that little girl. Moreover, he is a relative of the large family of Mr. Leon. Their entourage came far from various cities in the province of Central Java. To attend that wedding. Despite being invited to WA and a phone call from his mother Mr. Leon representing the groom's family.
Akbar has returned to the treatment room. X-rays showed that Akbar's digestive condition was fine. Maybe the artificial sugar content that Akbar ate was enough to make his body react very quickly.
Mr. Leon thanked Doctor Eko Herlambang, who became the head of the section in the nursery. The middle-aged man always seemed patient to face a couple of parents who were upset because his son suddenly fell ill.
" Wait here, Yang. I'll clear the administration first! Cakra is overseeing the foundation casting of the bridge, so it has not been able to leave the project area..."
Asti has tidied up all Akbar's clothes, as well as some toiletries that had been stored in the bathroom this morning.
Before long Mr. Leon returned to the room. Akbar looked fresher. He drank a lot of water on the advice of the doctor. The child cried awkwardly as the nurse pulled out the infusion needle on her wrist. The nurse immediately put a plaster on the scar.
" Dad's son is healed, huh? Akbar wants to go home, won't he ?"
Mr. Leon's question was immediately answered Akbar quickly." Want to!"
He now asked to be carried by Asti. Although only sick two days and one night, Akbar's body weight also somewhat shrank.
A nurse had provided a wheelchair to take Akbar out of her room on the second floor. Even Leon proposed that Asti who was sitting in a wheelchair while holding Akbar and an OB who would push up to the parking lot.
Akbar's withered face was instantly elated. She enjoyed being wheelchairs-driven, despite not wanting to sit there by herself. They soon made it to the car that Mr. Leo parked near the outside door.
" Asti, does she remember the wheelchair my Papa wore, huh?" leon asked, looking at Akbar's eyes, which were fixed on the wheelchair.
"Maybe? Because Akbar is also interested in seeing the wheelchair that looks like his stroller."
Not to forget, Mr. Leon slipped a piece of paper in blue into the hands of the man in charge of being the OB. Because the father had also helped put the bag and luggage all into the back seat of the white Pajero car. A bag containing all sorts of Akbar's clothes, during the night in the hospital. There were also dirty clothes belonging to the three of them that were put in a crackle bag.
Mr. Leon opened the door for Asti to enter and sit next to him. Akbar looked enthusiastic when he saw a row of cars parked in front of him.
" Akbar eats what candy, huh? Until it hurts like this... Don't eat candy again tomorrow. Son! Akbar is injected again. Sick right?" Asti Whisper.
Akbar's face became grim and scared when he heard the word syringe. Because the infusion needle was first injected when getting an examination from the Doctor. The Infusion Needle continued to stick to his left wrist for almost 20 hours. Moreover, the sister and Mr. Leon forbid Akbar who tried to revoke it. The boy was feeling sick and uncomfortable with it.
Their arrival at home has been welcomed by Mr. RT and his wife, Lek No and Bulek Ratih. Ninuk had even tidied up Akbar's new bedroom. Located next to the master bedroom . Bu Jum hugged and kissed Akbar's face in anxiety.
" Thank God, Akbar is well and can go home!" bulek said Ratih was relieved and moved.
" Thank you, Mr. RT, Ms. Ani. Akbar is okay!" asti said sincerely
" Yes, already. We all share!"
Apparently, Akbar had prepared a new room for him. The items in the room had already been moved. Some were put into a storage cabinet under the stairs. In the room was placed Akbar's box, also some racks containing clothes and all Akbar equipment.
Bu Ratih also put down a low cot containing a single bed to sleep Bu Jum. In that room later the woman slept with the child she cared for since Akbar was 5 months old.
The idea was thrown by Bulek Ratih yesterday. Because Bu Jum is a bit sad if you have to go in and out of the main bedroom, Katena Akbar has been sleeping in Asti's room. Because now in that room there will be another occupant, namely Mr. Leon as Asti's new husband.
The problem of moving - moving the goods, Bulek Ratih has an army of haulers who are always ready to work hard. They worked hard in the morning without complaining. Because their energy is quite paid for with a delicious and delicious lunch. Processed cuisine Bu Ratih, which is a complete village chicken soto with fried emping and lemon sauce.
The working team is Joko and all his employees, plus Mr. Roh and Yanto who are in charge of sweeping and mopping the floor.. After all the items neatly arranged in Akbar's new room.