Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman
Chap46. Possessiveness

Clear circles flow from the net fertilizer without being able to be weaved. No one could endure the excruciating pain and sorrow, as Thunder gallantly walked away, taking the red baby with him. Without a hint of hesitation, he brought the baby in his carrier into the car, followed by Jagad and the others. They returned home, with wounds and disappointments.

"How will it be?" said Handayani while gently stroking the top of the baby's head in the lap of Thunder.

"If indeed no one wants to take care of him, let Thunder alone take care, Buk," said Guntur full of confidence.

"Are you sure, Gun? Will there be no problems ahead?" ask Jagad.

"What problem?" ask Thunder.

"You're not married yet, what if your wife won't be able to accept him? Not all women want to take care of a child who is not his flesh and blood, Gun!" clear Jagad.

Thunder silently looked at the baby fixedly, his net began to brim. No longer able to reply to the words of Jagad that he thinks is true.

"Regulate first the same Trisnya, if you are serious with him!" jagad.

"Yes, Mas. But, what if Trisnya-" said Thunder.

"If he refuses, let the same father take care. God willing, we can do it too, Gun!" cut Aryo.

"Yes ... later let the Jagad take care!" timpal Handayani while staring ignorantly towards Jagad who is focusing on driving with Heru beside him.

"Loh ... loh ... loh ... ndak peril ta?" ledek Heru's.

"Mk ...!" Jagad just clucked resentfully because it became the subject of ridicule of his family and friends.

"Hahaha, you polar man!" the thunder that also laughed. That joke momentarily dampened the anger and sadness that they had felt earlier.

Amidst their excitement, a baby in the lap of Thunder squirms. He laughed so hard with his eyes still closed.

"Good God, laugh .. beautiful!" thunder said as he gently kissed the cheeks of his tiny baby.

"God, Mas Gun if you don't miss it, hahahahah .. " Heru's timpal was accompanied by his last laugh.

"Sstt .. your house, cok! Don't be so hard on his laughter" replied Thunder.

"Just been praised, nyesel!" gerutu Heru replied with a smile by Jagad.

Handayani and Aryo were only able to shake their heads, hearing the habits of Thunder that had never changed in the past. Always say rude no matter the situation, condition, anytime and anywhere.

Arriving at the Clinic, Guntur immediately put the tiny baby on the baby bad which is available at the Clinic. He left for a while to contact Trisnya who he had not met for several days.

Trisnya was in his hometown, his parents asked him to come home because of the condition of his Tris Bayu-sister who was sick.

"Hello Mas, Assalamu'alaikum. Cie who became a young papah ..," Trisnya tease from across the phone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Reni has a story to tell you?" ask Thunder.

"Hu 'um. Last night he sent a video to me, Mas," Trisnya explained.

"Mothers are healthy, aren't they?" ask Thunder.

"Thank God, all healthy" replied Trisnya.

"Wood how?" ask Thunder again.

"He was just shocked, a few days ago there was a ghost figure of the victim of the accident who continued to terrorize him, the state of Bayu caught the accident incident. But now I have no papa, I have also thrown away the file," explained Trisnya.

"Uhm .. oh yes, when are you back?" asked Thunder slowly. So far it is only Trisnya who is able to make Thunder speak soft and sweet words.

"Hehehe, I'm actually back, Mas. But haven't contacted you yet. Sorry ..." replied Trisnya.

"Why not say? I'll pick you up, huh? Mumpung Clinic again no patients," bargained Thunder.

"Don't you, Mas. I'm going to go to the gig, it'll be noon. I'll send you the address later, so Melli doesn't bother to pick me up" Tris said.

Thunder turned his call into a video call, to show the beautiful face of Trisnya who has full make up.

"Take a look at his shirt" Thunder Pinta.

Trisnya shows himself who is standing in front of the glass. Wearing a red kebaya combined with a black batik skirt, also her hair is neatly carried. The dress looks so beautiful when the Trisnya wear.

"Faith, Mas. I also don't like being too open" he said, smiling sweetly at Thunder.

"Steep a sexy look," protested Thunder.

"Your clothes take off the body, honey. Any guy would say you're sexy, too" Thunder always protested against the clothes Tris wore on the stage.

"So I'm supposed to wear a robe?" ask Trisnya who started bete.

Thunder nodded in agreement with Tris' words, making his interlocutor across the phone scowl annoyed.

"Udahlah, I'm leaving first, Mas. Assalamu'alaikum!" pamit Trissya.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful. Same one more .. lest I see you rocking in front of another man. No brackets you if you shake irreverent," said Thunder.

"Hmm." Trisnya looks so careless with the possessive attitude of Thunder which is sometimes annoying. Not long after, the call ended.

Thunder returned to his room with a bottle of Asi that Handayani had prepared.

"Buk, it's noon Thunder goes daft, huh?" thunder said to Handayani who was sorting out the clothes of the baby in the room where the baby was.

"Where?" ask Handayani.

"Get the future wife, hehehe!" he said while smiling.

"Did you apply?" ask Handayani.

"He doesn't want to, Buk. Though Guntur already wants to marry," replied Guntur with a clear face.

"Hahaha, not sure he's the same as you, Gun. Wong we have a god-level possessive, which is what Trisnya feels like." Jagad who accidentally heard the chatter of Thunder and his mother, chimed in.

"Jomblo is forbidden to comment!" thunder Protest with his regret.

***

The afternoon felt so hot, Thunder drove his car to immediately pick up the lover of heart. He whistled so happily, while occasionally staring at the clock that was coiled around his left wrist. To make sure he's not late to where Trisnya works.

Thunder stopped his car in front of a house that appeared to be holding a wedding. Still seen some guests passing by, also the hajat owner who looks busy welcoming and greeting the guests.

A beautiful girl with her red kebaya, walked gracefully while smiling towards Thunder. However, the scene had to be disturbed because some young man stopped the girl's steps, to just take a photo together.

"Ah, shit!" rutuk Thunder who looked annoyed when he saw Trisnya smiling sweetly with the youths around him.

He chose to stay in the car while closing his eyes with a tissue. "The fate of having a boyfriend," he complained when he was really bored to see the behavior of the young men who look pretentious in front of Trisnya.

Until a knock surprised him. Trisnya opened the car door and immediately sat down beside Thunder who was staring at him sharply.

"What, Mas?" asked Trisnya who actually already knew the reason why Thunder looked so upset.

"It has been said not to be friendly with other men. Still a ngeyel!" ketus Thunder.

"Mas, it's only natural that I greet fans with a smile. You're the one who thinks too much" Trisnya protested who also looks upset.

"Can't you?!" firm Thunder.

"Yes, sorry!" Reply Trisnya flat.

"No!" ketus Thunder.

Trisnya exhaled rough breathing, confused what to do. "What does he want? Basic om-om?!" ketus Trissya's.

"Well!" reply Thunder while staring fixedly at his Tris.

Trisnya was silent, he turned to stare fixedly at Thunder. Trying to ascertain what he just heard.

Suddenly the sound of Thunder's phone broke the silence. He immediately picked up the phone that turned out to be from Jagad.

"Hurry home! The baby suddenly has a fever and doesn't want to be pinned down" Jagad said from across the phone.

"Begging Ibuk or Heru to make nenangin, Mas!" tell Thunder.

"Hoooooooooo many more patients, spit it home!" The call was cut off.

Guntur hurriedly drove his car home to the Clinic. It was obvious how panicked Thunder was, to the point of making Trisnya slightly in disbelief. "Worried it was you, Mom?" ask in the heart.

Unlike usual, Trisnya looks so sad and agitated. He kept staring out the window, without even trying to open the chatter like he always did when Thunder was upset.

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