He's In My House
3 Weeks passed

"Akh!, fuck. Really fucking you're Willi, because your word now I have to rot in this place." Citra grumbled while kicking the lunchbox that is now a mess made.

So far, his cellmate has received the Citra state well. They are used to all Citra grumbling every day, even the three of them think that Citra is suffering from mental disorders in the sense that she is crazy.

He continued to scratch his food fork against the wall quickly, until it made a slightly annoying sound in his ear.

"Lu don't sleep!, or want another bogem cave !" exclaimed Grista while glaring towards Citra's face.

"Akh no, no, don't bother me. Don't torment me, don't torture me. Hihihi" Citra began to digress in her small voice.

He was seen twirling his fingers quickly, and occasionally heard crying and then he quickly laughed.

"Woy wake up!, it's not quite the same brain as a child!" grista said waking up to two other friends who had slept there.

"What yes!" timpal Tiwi who then approached Citra slowly.

"Don't come any closer!, or I'll kill you. I'll kill you .. hahaha"

"So, that's not right!" answer Tiwi.

"Sir guard sir!! please, he's crazy !! grista shouted from inside the cell.

One of the guards reached their cell immediately.

"What is this night screaming like this !"

"Take a look at him sir!, take him to isolation. He had been slacking all day like that, and his words were vague from earlier" explained Grista explaining the state of Citra.

While Citra who is still engrossed in laughter continues to digress indistinctly with all her chatter. While folding his two hands in his feet, this time he sang with his discordant voice.

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"Congratulations sir, today the doctor has allowed you to go home and rest at home. Everything looks pretty good, but the doctor hopes that Mr. Juna can control his mind from disturbing things while this time well" explained the nurse.

After all the last series of examinations he had done, this time Juna accompanied by Mama Sinta was packing and immediately left the hospital.

"Where's Juna's phone ma?"

"Here you go, let's go home first!"

Intentions want to check the state of Pricilia, this time the intention must be reduced as well.

Pim .. pim ...

Quickly they also now arrived home, the mbok who had been waiting for Juna's return was preparing a warm porridge for his master's son.

"Den, let's sit down first. The mbok has prepared this for den Juna, eaten while warm"

With a smile, he immediately sat down and ate the porridge.

"Sliced with porridge mbak Novi ya ma," he quickly said this time he should swallow instantly.

"Don't ever talk about those 2 women again in front of mom!" mama Sinta's face turned sour.

"But ma, mama doesn't know the real problem yet, right?. Come on, mama please think long before making a decision."

Klothak!!!

The knife and fork were struck so hard on his plate that it made a very loud noise.

"Mama said yes already, do not discuss it can continue!" mama would rather leave Juna and go inside her room.

I don't know since when, the house changed like hell when it was in it. The house that used to always look warm with the familiarity of family members is now divided.

Drrrt ...

"Yes, what's wrong?" Juna picked up the phone while standing up and pulled over from the dining table.

"Thank you deck, make all the deliveries"

"What kind of mail is it?" Juna confused.

"All the basic items for daily needs during this time you send right?" A tense Novi at the end of the phone makes sure for both.

"I'm sorry, but not me. I just got out of the hospital, too, because I was sick. Maybe someone else, or maybe Surya mas" he said.

"Hm, fine then. Sorry to bother you, hopefully you will recover soon" concluded Novi.

Novi who this time confused, he looks anxious to think about all the mysterious packages. He does not want to if until he feels indebted to the people he does not know.

"Assalamu'alaikum ma, Malika's home!" yelled Malika at the door.

His little daughter this time looks to help to support the economy of both of them by selling, he who is not shy decided to sell donuts at school. All this is Malika's own initiative, she who is aware of her growing needs. I don't want to make it harder for my mom to think about her.

Because Malika also knows, she will become a sister this time.

"This is the money from donuts!. Malika's friends all love mama's donuts, they say it's delicious!" said the little girl while sparkling her eyes.

"Thank you dear, thank you for helping my mother" Novi said with tears.

Which mother is untouchable when she sees her daughter so good at helping herself in making a living.

I don't know who else if it's not Malika where Novi leans to get a glimmer of spirit. The two seemed to love and encourage each other.

In a different place, Citra this time must be in solitary confinement before the morning will run a series of checks for his health.

After a night in the cell alone, he was quickly down to a special examination room for the residents of the cell, there in detail he was examined well.

"Try to get the Citra mother's file" said a female doctor.

He then looked carefully at all the history about Citra so far. He never had a history of serious illness during his life, there is only a stomach acid disease that has long suffered by Citra due to a strict diet that for many years he lived.

"I'll kill you, I'll bb-bunuuhhh. Hahaha" Citra again digresses throughout the examination.

"According to my observation, Ms. Citra is currently experiencing a deep trauma. So that the trauma quickly made it like this, Citra should get more intensive care under the supervision of a doctor" explained the doctor to a police officer who was escorting him.

The police, finally gave an order to his men to immediately bring Citra to a place of temporary isolation, this decision was taken because given the act of Citra who did not hesitate to hurt his colleague while with him.

In anticipation of all the bad things, Citra will be sequestered some time until her condition can gradually improve with the treatment of drugs that have been prescribed for her.

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