TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
SURPRISE PLAN NENDEN ~ WULAN
HI HAI HAI HAI
MAY ALL ALWAYS BE HEALTHY AND HAPPY WHEN READING THE SECOND CHAPTER TONIGHT
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This morning at the orphanage there was a bit of a furore. There's a delivery boy she found in a cardboard box behind her house. As usual, Karni immediately contacted the doctor who could come today.
Doctor Figures, a beautiful pediatrician at the age of 50 years came to the orphanage before he framed the hospital where he served.
Sukma also took the initiative to make a police report so that the orphanage was not mistaken to accommodate the baby. As usual Sukma records people who bring. He made a photo of his identity. And Karni accompanied doctor Numerals.
Orphanage employees are used to fast-moving without command. Especially now that their leader is not able to pay full attention to the orphanage because they have to take care of Syahrul doctors in the hospital.
According to estimates the baby's doctor has not even one day because the ari-ari is still wet and not rotten. The number doctor immediately cut the umbilical cord and cleaned the baby and asked Karni milku so that the baby did not get sick because it was too long in the open room without clothes.
“Give me a report every hour huh?” order doctor Numbers before leaving the orphanage. He couldn't stay any longer because he had received multiple calls from the hospital.
“Iya Doc,” Reply Karni quickly.
“There have been updates from doctor Syahrul?” ask the doctor the number while putting the equipment in the bag.
“Year dawn is conscious. And the sore has moved to the ward of Dok,” said Karni.
“I was there yesterday, I only met Laura's mom. I just found out that now Laura with Syahrul,” doctor Figures is preparing to leave the orphanage. There were two policemen coming.
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This morning Namira saw the shop Ilyas bought for her. He was also with a handyman he would hire to beautify the shop he would use.
“The first one to make a short door to prevent my son from leaving the room is Mang. Then the room in the green paint that has been prepared,” Namira began to give orders what will be done in the store. He wants Ilyas safe when he takes him to the store. Can't get out of the room because there's a guard door.
“Well this part, we paint this, light gray. Later here will be used as production area,” Namira continued.
“And this part of the cream paint in combination with pink and blue with the coating I made earlier,” Namira told the design for her cake showroom.
“Cat outside all wear yellow color this green combination,” Namira continued again.
“Ah forgot, later behind plus shade. So that if the rain does not tampias in,” with details Namira set everything he wants to change. He went to the store after taking Nindi to school.
After giving an explanation to the handyman, Namira went straight home because she had to shop for cake ingredients and packaging.
***
Wulan was still in the box when her phone vibrated. Call from Nenden's mother-in-law. “Assalamu’alaykum Mam,” greet Wulan politely.
“You busy?” ask Nenden. He heard a voice on the other end of the phone very noisy.
“Newly finished class Mam,” says Wulan.
“Ah Mami forgot, you are still in college. Is Mami bothering you?” Nenden just remembered his daughter-in-law a student.
“Ngak Mi. Just got out of class. And enter another class twenty minutes more koq,” replied Wulan while taking a ya-kult from her bag and she immediately uncapped the packaging for her to drink immediately.
“Are you going to make an August birthday show the day after tomorrow?” ask Nenden.
“Mami want to come?” ask Wulan. Her intention is that she will only buy a super small tart as big as a palm if she is alone to say birthday to her husband.
“Mami only with papi or with oma and others? Where to sleep?” ask Wulan. The room in the house was not ready to receive guests.
“We entourage. Mommy, papi, oma, Bagas and wife and mama Bagas. Add driver. We stayed at the hotel yesterday. Just want a show at your house. How?” ask Nenden.
“Lunch yes Mam?” answer Wulan make sure.
“Iya. We had lunch.”
“Good Mi. Let me order her lunch. If I cook even a little surely August mas will be suspicious,” said Wulan. He would also tell the Chinese to come alone with Riesty.
Finished talking to her mother-in-law Wulan thought hard. How can she order food for a surprise lunch if she is always picked up by her husband? August is back in service in ten days.
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“Mas. I have a group discussion tomorrow. So pick him up as usual. Two hours after disbanding the class yes,” Wulan told me that he tomorrow asked to be postponed his pick-up hour. August has missed his wife's college schedule.
“Iya sayank. Do not forget before the discussion of eating first. Dad does not want if his dedenya Dad reports he is sluggish,” sahut August while stroking Wulan's stomach gently.
“Iya. But now we can eat in cobek ambu not Yah?” ask Wulan.
“Why? Is there something in there?” ask August.
“Iya. Kepengen sambal raw long beans and taugenya,” replied Wulan.
“Oke sayank, we go there yaaa,” replied August. He also directed his car to a very crowded dining house at lunch or dinner.
***
The first morning after yesterday. Syahrul felt right how deftly Laura took care of herself. Without removing the smile from her lips, the young woman began the morning by washing herself with warm water.
“This, we wear this shirt yes. Because now you are not wearing hospital clothes anymore.” Laura's wearing a shirt. Earlier who changed diapers already wearing loose t-shirt pants.
“Sisiran let more handsome huh?” laura continued while stealing a kiss with Syahrul's lips cursory.
“Don't diem aja dong. Where's her sweet smile?” Laura Goda. Shahrul smiled and pulled Laura to fall in her arms.
“We have breakfast first huh? We drink obaat. Because nine hours is planned Brother will be on CT scan ‘kan?” Laura opens the plastic on the patient's dinner plate. He began to feed Syahrul with gentleness.
“Ga .. e. .. child,” Syahrul protest will be breakfast menu.
“You need marrow porridge like yesterday?” ask Laura. It was from home brought a lot of marrow porridge for Laura's breakfast. Laura thought probably what felt Syahrul's tongue was bitter so that the pulp of the marrow with sugar sauce he preferred.
“I ... yes,” replied Syahrul. This morning the breakfast he received from the hospital was chicken porridge. For healthy people of course this porridge is delicious. But the tongue of a sick person is different.
Laura put the chicken porridge that had just one mouthful eaten Syahrul. He swapped it for marrow porridge from a house packed with plastic cups. He began to feed his beloved with patience.
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