Love From Mas Duda
Bian Misbehaving

"I'm leaving!"

Bian moved from his place.

"Sir, where are you going? It's ...." Zaka prevented it.

The sharp look as sharp as a knife from Bian's eyes made Zaka Yang speechless. This man knows very well if his Master is not doing well. "alright, please go home first, sir. Here's the car key" he said, giving the key.

Bian received the key, then left immediately. The goal is only one, namely to the hospital to visit Wafa.

"This girl really pisses me off. Can't I get my message back quickly?"

"Look, I'll scold him. What the hell is he doing? Why don't you return my message?"

Bian opened his phone again. "Damn it! He didn't reply?" the upset.

Meanwhile, at the Wafa hospital is being saddened by feeling bored. On his phone there was a game, indeed. But he prefers to stay calm.

There was a memory of Ramadan last year that made him sad. The memory shows when he was with his father.

"Ramadan is coming in two days. I'm afraid if the first Sahur later I will not be with Abi and also Mbak Sari,"

"Abi rarely spends time with me. But every Ramadan will come, Abi always asked me to accompany him to go to the market to buy the needs of the children in the foundation,"

"What was the reason I used it later when Abi asked, why I stayed here for so long. As everyone knows, the memorial service was only a day,"

When Wafa was silent with his memories, Inneke brought back some food from outside. He also bought snacks for his best friend as well.

"I'm back!"

"Look at what I brought for you, Wafa!" yells.

"What's that?" asked Wafa, as soon as Inneke gave her a small bag of groceries.

"You open it yourself. I deliberately bought it for you, "Inneke replied, taking the food out of the other grocery bag. "Have you eaten? I'm so hungry, so I eat first, yeah ...."

Wafa was busy opening presents from Inneke. Unexpectedly, Inneke bought her a very beautiful headscarf. The hijab does look simple, but if worn will make the wearer feel comfortable.

"There is a material from this hijab. Where did you buy it? Isn't it in the area here ...."

"What's? What area here? It's China, Wafa. Here Muslims are also many, even looking for food or goods for Muslims is easy here. Unlike in Korea there, most of them are in one place," chirped Inneke, interrupting Wafa's question.

"You wear it, don't just keep it. I purposely gave it to you. When I saw that hijab, I immediately thought of you. So I bought it, do you like it?" inneke asked, with a mouth full of food.

Wafa nodded, he also did not forget to say thank you to his best friend said he was attentive. They hugged each other for a while.

"Ah, yes. Two more days of fasting, right?" Inneke. "Hm, can we go home before that day comes?" tanyakanya.

"I should have been allowed to go home by now. But the doctor said, I have to wait for Mr. Bian's decision," explained Wafa.

"Buset, bye. That's lakik why is it like that? By itself, the power-mad are so. True he is rich, but if you are healthy like this—" Inneke's statement stopped when he saw Wafa staring at him.

Wafa's gaze was not as usual. So Inneke knew it was a code so that Inneke wouldn't continue.

"I'll try to persuade him to take me home before the first fast takes place" Wafa said.

"Tradition is once a year. A very precious and meaningful moment for Muslims like me. I'd love to be honest and open with and my family, Ke. You also know that," said Wafa lirih.

Inneke stopped eating, she became sad when Wafa shared his wish along with the family to welcome the holy day.

"Why did you stop eating?" ask Wafa. "did my words offend you?" added again.

Inneke shook his head. "Just like you, Wafa. Sometimes I also want to feel how happy to gather with family" he said.

"True ... Both of my parents prefer to be busy with their own business. Their job is much more important than the only child they have" Inneke added.

"Kalau kamu mau nangis, kamu bisa nangis sekarang sebelum Pak Bian dan asistennya datang," Wafa yang menyadari sikap sahabatnya, memintanya untuk meluapkan perasaannya.

At that time Inneke ate while crying. Each of them has different family conflicts. Since childhood, despite having both parents complete to date, Inneke rarely get affection from them.

Likewise with Wafa, he often gets injustice because the father loves his brother more than him, as his own biological son.

The two can only strengthen each other. Eating while crying is painful, but smiling behind the wound is much more painful.

Bruaks!

The sound of the door slamming sounded so loud that it made Wafa and Inneke startled. They looked straight at the door.

"Sir Bian?" call Wafa and Inneke together.

"You—" point Bian at Wafa. "You, why don't you return a message from me. Are you so busy you can't reply to my messages?"

Buan came immediately rampaged.

"Then you—why are you crying? Your sniff out, so disgusting," Bian told Inneke, who was sad.

"Hish, even my tears came back because you surprised him. It's such a bitch, men don't have hearts!" Inneke was annoyed, he picked up his lunchbox and went out to continue his lunch.

Back Bian directly stared at the cynical Wafa. It was very clear in Bian's gaze, he was angry. Wafa also chose not to ask anything.

"Where's your phone?" ask Wafa.

Wafa showed me his phone.

"I've filled out a new card and an internet package on your phone. You've started to be able to send messages, you why don't you reply to messages from me, Wafa?" Bian looks after his language so much, so that it is not seen if he is upset at Wafa.

Unfortunately, Wafa is very sensitive. He understood the feeling that Bian felt.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I did not reply to the message because I was sadarus. Where a Muslim whose heart is restless choose to read the scriptures as a tranquilizer," explained Wafa.

"I miss home ..." said Wafa softly.

Seeing Wafa sad like that, made Bian could not bear to see it. His anger suddenly subsided, even the man was left speechless.

"Today I'll talk to the doctor. If you have been allowed to go home, then tonight we will go back to Indonesia" said Bian.

"Really?" wafa asked, his face beaming once.

Bian who was amazed by the coolness of Wafa's face could not say a bad thing. The man nodded, even to the point of promising pad Wafa to immediately invite him home.