
Indra came out of the bathroom with a neat state. His chin and cheeks were clean and slippery from the base of the beard. Her after shave fragrance was letting out as she exited the bathroom.
Abay who was continuing her breakfast looked at her.
“Masyaa Owwoh, Om Inda Antenna! Wahni.._Masyaa Allah, Om Indra is handsome! Fragrant.._”
Indra ruffled Abay's hair and then kissed the top of his head.
“Thank you..”
“Yowekam.”
“Eh, how can I answer in English? Your welcome?”
“Byshaa. Nda ajalin,” Abay stare at Indra, “Om, sahan duyu_Om, breakfast first_”
“OK..” Indra's eyes glanced at the tightly closed Arini bed curtain.
Breakfast quickly. The fried rice made by Mother that Adinda brought for him has finished eating.
Indra tidied up the pantry bar. Wash the container of the former eating them both in the sink wash.
Indra stepped into bed Alif who was sitting watching cartoons from TV for patients. Smiling at the spectacle of Alif, Upin and Ipin.
Unintentionally, his eyes were staring at the curtain beside Alif. The morning sunlight from the window beside the bed Arini created a silhouette shadow of her body that was being cleaned by the nurse. It is clearly printed on the dividing curtain.
The heart of the senses is not okay. His eyes blinked and it immediately dawned on him that was not his right, he turned his body towards Alif.
He caressed Alif's head. Pecking. Alif hugged him.
“Still dizzy, Om.”
“Later after breakfast, Brother take medicine yes. Aunty Dinda.”
A flash of Arini's back shadow last night made Indra recall his imaginary record.
“Suster..” call Indra from behind the curtain.
“Iya Mr Indra?” the nurse next to the curtain answered his call.
“Night I saw some blood drying up between the bruises on Ms Arini's back. Please carefully inspected and cleaned yes, Sus.”
“Good Mr. Indra,” the nurse said to Arini, “Ma’af, Ibu Arini tilted first so that I could see the wound meant by Mr. Indra. I wipe his back too.”
Then I heard the nurse muttering, “Ah Yes. After I wipe later I apply antiseptic ointment yes Bu..”
Indra listened from behind the curtain. His eyes were glued to the TV screen but his ears were concentrating on the curtains behind the curtains.
[What length of wound? In who? The bees?] his mind was suddenly filled with open wounds on Arini's back.
He glanced at his watch. It's time for him to leave. Traffic in Bandung during the morning is as dense as other major city traffic.
“Kakak.” Indra stroked Alif's forehead. Eh, kok?
He held Alif's forehead and neck. Finally he decided to press the nurse's bell.
“Assalamu’alaikum.” cheerful nurse voice sounded towards bed Alif, “Kakak Alif why?”
“Suster, how hot is it? Last morning when I wiped her body, her body temperature was still normal.”
The nurse looked at the monitor on the right side of the bed. He's nodding.
“38.7 °C. I reported it to his doctor. Ask for additional heat-lowering medications as well for this morning. His doctor could not visit in the morning, probably by noon around 11 a.m. Because this morning there was an emergency operation,” The nurse looked at her watch. Then write a text message immediately.
“Hopefully Mr. Doctor has not entered the operating room.”
“This morning I am going to school for children. Ibu Arini and Brother Alif will be accompanied by my Brother, Adinda.”
“Good, Mr. Indra. Later I will often check the condition of Ms. Arini and Sister Alif.”
The curtain was opened because Arini was cleaned.
“Mother Arini still wears patient clothes from the hospital first yes. So that it is easy to wear because the rib buffer has not been opened,” Nurse who cleanses Arini's body explained to Indra.
Then he looked at Adinda.
“Nona, Ibu Arini's underwear should be saved for later. Can't yet be used.”
Indra's eyebrows shot up next to hearing him. Then glance at a pair of underwear on a soft pink and black bed for each type. Black pink's!
His face was hot.
Adinda looked at Indra then chuckled while covering her mouth.
“Teh.. don't discuss underwear in front of my Brother. Poor, single permanent dianya.” Adinda laughs.
The nurse who was laughing then passed from them to clean Arini's toiletries.
Indra was misbehaved especially when he saw Arini looking at him shocked by his presence in the bed area.
Indra stares at Adinda.
“Sembarangan ngatain his own brother permanent singles. My brother is just too picky. So far have not met the suitable one.”
Indra took his wallet and handed out a debit card to Adinda.
“Create your snacks, use Abang.” card
Adinda shakes.
“Dinda also has, Bang. Dinda has a lot of good brothers. Very often give pocket money,” Adinda smiled widely.
“Take. You're brother Brother.”
Indra grabbed Adinda's hand and placed her debit card in her palm.
“Review if there is no SMS notification from the bank, Dinda has not used Abang card.!”
Adinda laughs, “Newly this time Dinda threatened to use a debit card. Alhamdulillah.”.
Arini who watched the two of them laughed. His body and face looked fresher after being cleaned.
“Teh Arin. I went to school first yes. From school I will come here again to see the doctor.”
“Iya.. Careful. Alif.. fever?” Arini looked at Alif who was now asleep.
“Iya Tea. The nurse I had contacted had contacted her doctor to request additional medication for Alif.”
”Abay.. first part to Mother and Aunt Dinda.”.
“Iya Om..”
“Bang, no mistake to school grooming as cool as that?” Adinda looked at Indra from top to bottom.
“Why? No match? My brother has no more clothes. Just brought this by Mr. Mamat.”
“Cocok. But surely there will be a lot of klepek-clepek see Abang.” Adinda laughed again showing off a small decker under her eyes.
“Too handsome ya Tea Arin?” I asked Arini.
Arini did not answer. He looked embarrassedly at Indra.
Indra with a rancid face approached Arini, bending her face to parallel with Arini's face.
“I have indeed been handsome since I was still in Mami's stomach. Really. Suer!”
Arini looked up at Indra. Adinda chuckled sabil patted her arm hard.
“Buruan. It's late again. Wonderful there are people so narcissistic but still single too.”
***
IT AL HAMBRA SCHOOL
All those years, he just took a little boy to school this time. And he just found out how crowded the atmosphere of the morning in the school parking lot.
Lucky flow into the vehicle is quite clear instructions are also vehicles that enter and exit queue in an orderly manner.
He gets a parking lot under a broadleaf Ketapang tree. Help Abay to remove the seatbelt and open the door for her.
“Do not jump. I don't want Abay's leg to be hurt. Later Mommy and Brother become sad.”
“Iya Om..” Abay waited for Indra to get out of the car. “Om, carrying.”
“Laaah, why ask for a sling?”
“Abay wants to keep a friend. Carrying ayahna.” Abay's hand has been raised.
Indra laughs. Instantly lifting Abay's body into his arms while kissing Abay's cheek.
“Gemes ih.” Indra chuckles.
Parents who drive their children in the parking lot are mostly young mothers, there are also fathers who take their children but not to get out of the car. They looked at Indra with astonished looks.
“That Indra Kusumawardhani right?”
“Secretary B Group?”
“About got a child? Not still single?”
“Holyness.”.
“Yeah..what dreams did I have last night. Meet the cogan who beat the oppa?”
The voices were heard in Indra's ears as he headed towards the door of the school building.
“Om Inda kewwen. Om Inda ganteng syih.” Abay looked at Indra and kissed her cheek.
Indra laughs. But his laughter suddenly stopped when he heard the woe of a young mother who sat in a group with her hands filled with all-blink jewelry.
“It..if not wrong the son of a rising bag entrepreneur deh. Widow right?”
Indra immediately stepped foot toward the group that had the blinky mother. Standing up looking at the mother with a flat face.
“Iya. This is Akbar, his son Ibu Arini, a rising bag entrepreneur. And a widow. Any problems?”
The other mothers seemed to nudge Blinky's mother. Blinky's mother stuttered.
“Eh?” he's spaced, “Ah. There's no problem. Ma’af Pak Indra.”.
Indra nodded.
“Excuse me,” she looked at the other mothers with a smile on her face but her smile disappeared upon meeting Blinky's mother.
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***
Calm down, Ndra.
Mostly, the students waiting for school children. So unruly.
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