
Chequek!
"I-I really learned again, brother." said Angga gelagapan saw the Sultan who entered his room.
"Yes, yes, good." said the Sultan, seeing Angga who was struggling with books on his study table.
"Study right, yes" said the Sultan still with his feet.
"Duh, brother. My hair!" yelled Angga annoyed because the Sultan even ruffled his hair.
After finishing from Angga's room, Sultan to Maya's room. At her desk, Maya falls asleep on her books.
"Mh... Nyams... Study hard... UN... " Ma was delirious in her sleep.
The sultan nodded his head at it. Then Maya took him to bed and covered him. Sultan came out of Maya's room, just as she closed the door of Maya's room, her mother hurried to her by walking quickly up the stairs.
"Son, there's a call from Ardan. It must be important, quickly pick up." said his mother, bringing a cellphone that Sultan accidentally left on the kitchen dining table.
"Why don't you just pick up first?" sultan asked as he welcomed his phone.
"You know, I'm not so brave to pick up the phone" said his mother while riding a horse. The Sultan smiled at his mother's nature.
"But why did Ardan call these nights?" batin Sultan was confused.
"Ha.." Just picked up the phone, the voice across the phone was panicked.
"Please... Please, Sultan!"
"Well, isn't that Ardan's voice?" batin Sultan shocked.
"Sorry, who are you, huh?" ask Sultan.
"Anise? What's up?"
Ms. Raisa looks worried looking at the tense Sultan's face. Hearing the Sultan's panicked voice, Angga's head poked out from the door of his room.
"Ardan's in the hospital? What was? Hey, relax, relax. Yes, well, I'll be there soon." said Sultan in a panic, entering his room to pick up his car keys and jacket.
"That's why, son?" ask Miss Raisa worried.
"No idea, ma'am. I'll go first, Mom. Assalamualaikum." said the Sultan in a hurry down the stairs.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Careful, son." said his mother.
"Female. Learn!" shouted Sultan. He reminded Angga. Angga looks resigned to the words of his brother.
"Patience, son." said Ms. Raisa comforted her youngest child.
...***...
Sultan has arrived at the hospital and at the same time Ardan's parents' car also reached there. The three of them ran frantically into the hospital and after until they directly entered the VIP room where Ardan was being treated. There, Anisa stood in fear with a trembling body.
"My handsome son... What's wrong with you, son?" asked Bu Cinta with tears coming closer to Ardan who was lying weak.
"What happened to you, son? Don't make us afraid, dong." said Mr. Amar scared. The Sultan was also anxious to see it.
"Mama... Papa's... Sultans... I-I.." said Ardan. His voice was weak with a facial expression like a dying person and like he would give a will.
"Pe. rutku... "
"Yes, kid? What's wrong with your stomach?" asked papa and her mother worried about holding her hand.
"Pardon me. Actually it's all my fault. I didn't know that Sis Ardan couldn't eat spicy food" Anisa said in a panic. His body trembled with a deep bent position.
Bu Cinta, Mr. Amar and the Sultan looked up at Anisa.
"duh... How's nih? I should have realized when he was singing to comfort me earlier that he really couldn't eat spicy food. Where do I know. I thought she just wanted to match the other food songs." Anisa's inner fear.
"Our son cannot eat spicy food. You should know that" mad at Miss Love.
"You have to take responsibility!" said Mr. Amar follow.
"S-I'm really sorry." Anisa said in an overwhelming panic.
"Huve... They will sue me. Am I not going to jail?" yelled Anisa in the heart.
You're going to jail, Anisa. But, in the prison of love more precisely.
While the Sultan just silently stared at the drama in front of him.
"Do I also have to record this for family memento?" the Sultan again.
...***...
The same night, at the Bram's house...
In the living room, Bram and Lena are dancing to the music that plays with her shahd. Ibrahim and his wife sat on the sofa looking at them. And there were some servants lined up to see the boy and their master's son-in-law. Because this is a rare thing and the first time they see it in this house.
"Any? Why did Bram suddenly ask me to dance, huh?" lena's mind was confused and awkward and was also seen by the in-laws and servants there.
"I can't make such a poem, but I can express my feelings immediately by dancing like this." Bram said, his eyes fixed on Lena's face.
The music stopped. Bram and Lena ended their dance. The servants clapped their hands boisterously, astonished to see them. Afterwards, the servants returned to their respective places.
"Good, very good." praised Mr. Ibrahim while clapping. Miss Dona just kept quiet with her pouting face.
"Thank you, yeah" said Bram and Lena at the same time.
"Then we go back to the room, Dad, mom." said Bram.
His father and mother nodded. Lena followed Bram beside her. His face immediately reddened looking at Bram's hand that was grasping his hand so possessively.
Why do I feel like Bram's a little weird? Maybe it was just my feelings? But fortunately, Bram's father and mother did not keep asking about the incident last night again. Brother can solve everything, although it looks confused also how to explain it.
"I want to change clothes first, sister" said Lena after they had entered the room.
"I also want to change clothes" said Bram with a smile that is difficult to interpret, following Lena into the room of their wardrobe. Lena was confused to see his smile.
When she opened her closet, Lena was shocked and stood looking at the contents of her closet. He did not see Bram behind him was smiling nosily while changing his clothes.
"Sister... A-anu, why is there a nightgown like this on my desk, sis?" lena asked stammeredly with a flushed face of embarrassment.
His hand showed the 'worrying' nightgown to Bram.
"From now on you have to wear it" said Bram casually, he had finished changing his clothes.
"What's? Is that true? When I have to wear a nightgown like this? While his older brother is normal and relaxed so?" lena protested, but it could only be said in her heart.
"God. This is what I'm afraid of. Finally today arrived too." Inner Lena was in shock. He had just seen those clothes because ordinary clothes and nightgowns were different places in the closet.
P-padahana, all this time Bram did not bother about my character's cute nightgown. He even said it was cute and funny.
But, why now... Since 'that night yesterday', brother started to change. So it's getting possessive to make a rule that I have to wear a nightgown like this right now. I really like my character's pajamas.
Ever since I was a kid, I loved funny cartoon characters. So happy, until I collected a lot of toys and dolls in the form of cartoon characters that attracted my attention. Even to the pajamas too. My taste is not strange, right?
Until I went to high school, I was still buying dolls. But, when my father was in an accident and fired from his job and because I was constantly ridiculed by Grace, I immediately stopped my hobby of hunting dolls.
So many, until one of the rooms full I made specifically to put all the toys and dolls. And maybe I'm the first and most plentiful collector of toys and dolls in my complex.
By the way, I've heard that there are toys that cost a lot if they are made. Although, I don't know which one. But, next time I'm going to go to my mom and dad's house again to check it out, who knows.
And now, still in front of the closet, I stood with my hands still holding this nightgown and looked at it with doubt. Should I wear it or not?
But, at my father and mother's house, they kept telling me to obey and obey my husband. So, I have to put it on and retire my old nightgown?
"I'll be waiting for you." whispered Bram in Lena's ear while hugging her waist from behind.
Lena was shocked until her body brushed because of Bram. Lena's face reddened looking at Bram who walked out first from the room while smiling nosily towards her.
After a long thought of dizziness, Lena ended up being stupid and wearing that nightgown in the end. Then out following Bram in the room. When she came out, Lena saw that Bram was already lying on the bed waiting for her.
Bram, who noticed Lena's arrival, changed his lying position to the side and saw Lena who was in trouble covering the part of her body that was not so covered by the clothes that lack the material.
Lena's face immediately reddened because Bram was looking at her so closely and patted the bed so that Lena slept beside him. Lena complies and climbs the bed. But instead of going to bed, Lena sat down and asked Bram for a leg.
"Non't papa's brother?"
"Hm? My legs are fine." replied Bram smiling casually.
Lena felt guilty hearing that. Because at the dance, actually Lena can't dance. As a result, he often accidentally trampled on Bram's feet.
"I'm sorry, brother. Here I pijitin his legs." Lena bargained, his hands immediately sewn on Bram's feet. Because it still feels guilty and diverts the 'intent' Bram earlier.
"ahahahahah... When do you want to massage my feet like that?" bram asked laughing looking at Lena who was stomping her legs clumsily.
Bram sat down from the fall, holding Lena's hand to stop her from spitting her leg again. Unknowingly, their eyes looked at each other. And after that... What, huh? Yeah, thats.