
"Kok closed anyway, Bun? I'll open it again." Satya's hand was back in a circle about to unbutton Ranti's shirt but her hand was directly pinched with a small pinch by Ranti's sharp nails.
"Now, naughty hands!" Ranti was satisfied when she saw her husband's hand red and turned blue.
"The wicked mother is very much the same father, the kasian is Bun the hand of father." Gibran looked at his father with a concerned look.
"Basar cat garong si Mommy." Satya cursed while looking at Ranti in annoyance.
"What?" Ranti asked as if she had yet to digest Satya's words.
"Mahrand." Satya answered again with other words that made Gibran hide his laughter.
"What?“ Randy asked back.
"Andong." Satya answered quickly.
"Huh?" Ranti's mouth gaping had not yet digested her husband's words, while Gibran was already ngakak while rolling on the mattress until it finally fell to the floor.
"Haha ... What did you say?" gibran said as he rolled around.
Bruk .. he fell, "Oh, my waist hurts a lot."
"Odong-odong, Bun," Satya said before realizing that her son had fallen out of bed.
"Angge-angge orong-orong ora melu gawe melu momong." (Angge-angge orong-orong does not come to take care.) Ranti coolly even sang loudly while dancing.
"Dad, please Gibran! It hurts Gibran's waist, Dad!" gibran shouted in a voice that had weakened.
Satya immediately looked at Gibran's bed which turned out to be empty. He turned around and saw Gibran curled up like a man in pain. However, Satya considered it was just a joke Gibran only because his son had often joked like this.
"Eat it do not rich pangolin, fall right you let know the taste hahaha ...." Satya even laughed at Gibran who was really in pain.
"The boy, Dad. Tofu spicy balado sweet mantul." Ranti imagines how delicious to know criuk seasoned with sweet spicy seasoning.
Gibran was no longer able to speak, the pain in his waist was no longer felt but the pain changed to the bottom of his chest, the pain and cold sweat poured out and his father's shadow became two, three and finally Gibran fled until he was unconscious.
Satya who saw Gibran's eyes closed immediately crouched down and to check whether Gibran was sleeping or fainting. However, when he saw Gibran's pale face, he knew immediately that his son was not sleeping but had completely fainted. And Satya panicked.
"Bun, our son passed out, his body is cold and rich in polar ice, what about dong, Bun?" satya said with a voice that shook hoarsely.
"He really fainted, Dad?" ranti asked hesitantly but when she saw the panic on Satya's face, Ranti believed that her son had completely fainted.
"Oh my God, Gibran why did you faint, honey. Get Gibran!" Ranti shakes Gibran's body firmly and it makes Satya have to pinch Ranti's head.
"Don't be shaken, Bun! You want to make our son die?" satya shouted in the midst of her panic.
"If you die, we will make it again, Dad," replied Ranti casually.
God, why do I have a rich wife? In the midst of panic talk like this. Satya could only contend with annoyance.
"Dad wants to take her to the hospital!" satya said, holding Gibran and carrying him out to get to the car.
"Nobody goes anywhere, not fat to anywhere is delicious to? Mantab? Where are you going?" While walking to the garage, Satya instead sang with his crisp, uh not crisp but excited. (If you ask where the author wants to go, the author answers to our future home :'))
"Let your mother drive, Dad." Ranti drove the car at high speed after the child and her husband got into the car.
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Arriving at the hospital, Gibran is immediately taken into the IGD room, while Satya waits for him outdoors with his wife. There was panic on Satya and Ranti's faces.
"Sus, needle injection to install the infusion yes!" the doctor ordered one of the sisters there.
"All right, Doc." The ordered nurse immediately did her duty.
"What's this patient, Doc?" ask the other sister because she is very curious. He saw Gibran was fine only he saw Gibran's pale face and cold air coming out of his body.
"Oh my God, it turns out this patient ...." The doctor checked Gibran's pulse and heart rate, until finally the doctor could only exhale heavily.
"We can't do anything anymore. My sister went out first to tell her family the state of the patient." The doctor came out immediately after the nurse nodded.
Seeing the doctor who examined his son had come out of the ER room, Satya and Ranti immediately approached the doctor and began to ask Gibran's condition impatiently.
"What's my son's condition, Doc?" ranti asked with a panicked tone but also curious.
"Mother and Father, we should talk about this in my room only, yes! Let it taste better" said the doctor ahead of them to his room.
"Doctors think snacks are good?" ranti said with annoyance who instantly kept silent as Satya glared at her.
Glaring at why the hell he is, I want to gouge his eyes out later at home I'm ulek so peddle. Ranti sat down and stomped her feet in annoyance on the floor then followed the doctor walking into her room.
"So how's my son doing, Doc?" satya asked after sitting in the doctor's room.
"His heart rate was very weak, sir. And after I checked her pulse, her cold body felt more and more"
"What do you mean, Doc? Her pulse stopped so, she's cold because she's why?" asked Ranti fieryly.
"Sorry, Mom. We've tried our best but-"
"But what, Doc? I-this is impossible, it is impossible my son .. hiks ... hiks ...." Ranti cried sobbing, her body sagging until sitting on the floor.
"Mother who is calm first, the doctor has not finished talking why Mother concluded herself? Don't cry rich kid, Bun!" Satya helps Ranti to get up and tells her to sit in her chair again.
"Doctor, forgive my wife. Please continue again!" got Satya with the tone as friendly as possible.
"Good, Sir. So your son's condition can now be guessed by yourself, his body is very cold, his lips have turned blue, maybe if you bring the patient here early, something like this will not happen." The doctor spoke indirectly to the point.
"Yes, what does the doctor mean?" ranti asked in the middle of her stuffing.
Why is talking to this family so hard? It is better to be told to go up to the top of the mountain very high, left right I look at many cypress trees.
The doctor took a deep breath and then said calmly, "His body lost a lot of energy because it hasn't got anything to eat today, your child is just limp because it hasn't eaten," the doctor said.
"Huh?" Ranti's mouth gaping when she heard the doctor's explanation, she had thought that her son died was just not eating.
"Bun shut up later there nyam-" Not yet Satya finish his words the thing he feared had happened.
"Geez-neck." Ranti coughed as a mosquito comfortably entered her mouth and was swallowed.
"Refr ...." The doctor laughed when he saw Ranti eating mosquitoes. Likewise with Satya, he stomped his feet on the floor while his hands held his stomach which felt stiff from laughing.
"Bun if laper says dong! Time instead of eating mosquitoes, haha ...."
Connect ...
I'm slow to update, baby, because it's busy in the real world, and the time to write is reduced. This was originally updated from hours ago but the review process is twenty centuries sorry.