
It did not feel like two months more Jasmine was lying in the hospital, and during that time Gibran was able to get used to taking care of herself as before they married first. Gibran never stopped asking God to immediately make his wife aware, all the good he did from alms to the orphanage, so the donor, built a mosque in a remote village, he said, and there are still many other good things that Gibran did with hope, all the people he helped also helped himself pray to God for the recovery of his wife.
Gibran refocused on his work at the office, remembering that his responsibility was not only to his wife. There were still many others who needed him, and with this too, Gibran became a more steadfast and compassionate person.
Today he is off, and he prefers to stay at home to just rest before going to the hospital to see the health development of the wife.
"Gibran, you're here! Mother wants to talk important to you." Ranti who had just come out of her room immediately called out to Gibran who was walking through the front of the room.
"Why, Bun?" Gibran stopped his footsteps from going to the kitchen to make breakfast.
"Let's go in!" Ranti pulls Gibran's hand and takes him into the room, Gibran smiles to see his father is playing with Gio who is now 4 months old.
Gibran laughed when he saw Gio crying because he could not turn from his stomach.
"Gio's behind, Dad!" pinta Ranti felt sorry for her youngest son.
"Yes, Bun. You're not going to the hospital, Gib?" satya asked while turning over Gio and giving him a toy, and the baby padlock was immediately cool with the toy given by the father.
"The plan is to go there, Dad. But, later if it's a little bad." Gibran sat on the edge of the bed because he also wanted to play with his sister.
"Pity your wife there's no one in the hospital either." Satya looked at her son with concern.
"There it is, Dad. Jasmine is accompanied by Airin." Ranti is now a mosquito repellent there. Indeed, the woman was always not considered that the men had gathered like this.
"That's your wife's friend, isn't it?" satya asked trying to remember.
"Yes." Yeah." Gibran now went to lie down, he lifted the body of Gio who was quite fat and put it on the body.
Gibran rubbed Gio's back gently until his sister felt comfortable and fell asleep.
"So mommy wants to say what's the same to me?" Gibran looked at Ranti who was sitting with eyes watching them from the sofa.
"Yes, jasmine's mother is now a little fat." Ranti spoke very carefully as she feared that she would offend Gibran.
"Yes, anyway, Bun. Jasmine is getting full now. Kirain just my feelings, it turns out mother also feels the same." Gibran smiled, he covered his mouth while yawning as he was still sleepy.
"Is she pregnant, huh?" guess Ranti. Gibran paused for a moment and said, "I don't think so, I'm the same he's only been in contact a few times, Bun." Gibran felt it was impossible for his wife to become pregnant if she remembered that she had only been in contact with Jasmine several times.
"A one-time connection if in the fertile period is also immediately so, Gib," said Satya who is now also lying in bed.
"What time?" Gibran didn't believe it.
"Ask the doctor if you don't believe it!" ranti.
"But I'm sure it's impossible, Bun. My wife is in a coma." Gibran's eyes were closed and his hands were still patting Gio's butt.
"Boy in the grave is there, nothing is impossible in this world, Gib." Ranti is still convinced that maybe her son-in-law is pregnant.
"Durhaka you're the same mother who talks rich." Ranti held out Gibran's ears tightly, until Gibran cried out in pain and woke Gio who had just slept to tears.
"Here's Gio with dad!" Satya who was about to sleep immediately took over Gio from Gibran. Satya takes Gio to the balcony of the room to dry him. Satya indeed every morning always invites Gio to sunbathe even though the age of his son was 4 months.
"Later if you go to the hospital ask the doctor to check your pregnant wife what not!" In her heart, Ranti really hopes that if Jasmine is really pregnant, it will be very happy if she sees Jasmine has children, surely her granddaughter will become a friend to Gio.
"Mother really wants to have a grandson, if you want to hold a baby already have Gio, Bun. If it's still less can make more." Gibran hugged Gio's little bolster, wanting to take a short nap.
"You think making kids is easy." Ranti looks upset.
"Yes, it's easy. It's delicious again, it's addictive." Gibran chuckled, while Ranti immediately closed her own mouth because she felt that she had spoken wrong until Gibran could answer with such an answer.
"You're not cool." Shamed, she immediately ran to the balcony to join her son and husband.
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Hospitals.
Airin did stay last night, he missed his best friend who was not yet aware even though he had been in a coma for two months. Airin cleansed Jasmine's body with a small towel and warm water, she was very sad to see her weak best friend like this. To be honest, Airin would rather have her ears hurt from hearing Jasmine's ravings than be lonely like this.
Jasmine hasn't lived in her house in 9 months since she married Gibran. Jasmine does occasionally stay at Airin's house if Gibran is out of town and he does not come.
"Mel, quickly wake up dong! I need a friend to confide, usually Lo will listen to my curses." Airin exhaled a long and weak breath.
"Gue knows that Lo's sister likes me. But I don't like him. I don't want to have a rich brother-in-law Lo who is weakly rich gini. I know Lo not in a short time, I've known Lo a long time." Airin tidied up Jasmine's long hair which was always painstakingly cleaned out Gibran.
"Udah is beautiful." Airin smiled.
"Lo's husband didn't come here, anyway. I want to go home with work." Airin sent a short message to Gibran to come to the hospital as he had to leave immediately.
Airin packed his belongings and put them in a bag.
"Would you like to go home?" ask Adit's doctor who just came in when he saw Airin packing.
"Yes, Brother." Airin smiled at his cousin.
"Astaghfirullah, Airin is Jasmine!" Doctor Adit screamed in panic.
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