
"The doctor said I could go home tomorrow, but therapy was on its way and every schedule I had to come on," Cynthia said.
"Thank God it means you're getting better, I'm happy" Daffin said.
Cynthia then focused her gaze on the man, "It used to be fitting to know you hit me, how do you feel?"
"Don't ask, I'm afraid. In addition, I also feel ashamed of Papa because it must have been repotin and make him disappointed," replied Daffin.
"Based on Papa's son, surely your family is a good family huh?"
"meaning?"
"Yes, he means a wealthy family whose life is always peaceful, has parents who get along well and calm. Yes, your life is very happy, there must be many envies," said Cynthia half-literate, but inwardly envied.
Daffin just smiled a little hearing that, a lot of people say that when in fact his life is not that straight either. Wealth cannot make life happy.
"My parents were separated from when I was a baby" said Daffin who inexplicably told the story.
"Masa? Seriously lo?" cynthia asked slightly surprised, apparently her guess was wrong.
"Yes, I don't know exactly why they split up. But Mama's relationship with Papa is good, they also often exchange news. Now they are happy with their partners, and can accept me" replied Daffin.
This is what makes Daffin so grateful, his step parents who can accept and love him sincerely. Papa Yoga and Mama Livia thought she was her own child.
Maybe his biological parents are already destined to separate, because they can be happy with their respective partners. Daffin doesn't matter, after all he gets enough love.
"If so you stay lucky, very different from me" said Cynthia.
"What are you doing?" ask Daffin curiously.
Just as Cynthia was about to open her mouth to the story, she returned to her eyes and decided not to be the story. Unimagined stranger like Daffin knows how his life, surely he will be considered very sad.
"Why should I tell the same story?" cynthia asked rather cynically.
"Hah yes already if you do not want to tell a story as well, but I am ready if it is a place to confide," said Daffin patiently.
Feeling the night breeze getting colder makes Daffin goosebumps himself. He then notices Cynthia who only wears patient clothes that must be thin. Daffin opened his jacket and draped it over Cynthia's shoulder.
"What do you want?!" cynthia was surprised.
"We just go in, not good night wind for you," asked Daffin while standing.
"But I'm not sleepy, the view outside is also beautiful. Look at the moon is very good, the crescent moon" said Cynthia while pointing to the sky.
Daffin looked and nodded in agreement. It was cool to see the moon as good as it was, but Daffin also felt he could not bear to let the woman cold outside, was sick.
"Already ah let's go to the room, besides you haven't eaten and surely nyariin nyariin nyariin you. It's time to eat medicine too, keep resting" said Daffin kekeuh with his stance.
As she pushed the wheelchair that Cynthia had occupied away from it, the woman whined in protest, but Daffin would not let go and continued to walk away. After returning to the nursery, Cynthia did not bring any more.
It looks like the nurse who delivered the food has gone, seen her tray on the bedside table. It's okay, Daffin's gonna feed. But before that, Daffin moved Cynthia first to the bed.
"Eat first continue to take medicine later" said Daffin while carrying a bowl of porridge.
"Yes, you're sleeping too."
"But I'm not sleepy, don't papa if I stay up late?" cynthia.
"No, where there are sick people staying up, don't be weird. You're going home tomorrow, too."
"Don't go home before I go to bed?" If I'm honest, Cynthia feels good to be accompanied by Daffin because their chat is very connected.
"Look at it later" murmured Daffin.
The man began to feed Cynthia, sometimes the woman protested the heat or the porridge was too much. Daffin realized as cold as Cynthia was, the woman to him was quite chatty as well.
"Hweekk is not good anymore, good thing tomorrow go home and do not eat anymore food no rich taste gini," said Cynthia resist nausea.
Daffin made a small chuckle, "Make it not hurt, let's not try the hospital food again."
Plaque!
"Lo is what has made me go to the hospital, so I had to also eat gini-rich bland foods. You should have brought me KFC to or McDonald's" said Cynthia.
Daffin immediately rubbed his thighs which were patted violently, making him hurt himself, "Yes-yes sorry, I did not say wrong. But you also can't eat carelessly that way, when is healing?"
"The basic idea is not understanding, "grunts Cynthia.
Cynthia did not want to finish the porridge, but because Daffin continued to be forced under the pretext of going here until the woman slept, finally a bowl of porridge without the topping was exhausted as well.
Cynthia then asked for help wanting to go to the bathroom, and Daffin again carried her to deliver. Daffin really looks attentive once caring, never protesting because sincerely do from the heart.
"Tomorrow is there still class?" ask Cynthia.
"Nothing, so it's a holiday" replied Daffin. So tomorrow he can help bring Cynthia home.
"Why did you keep looking at the watch? Don't you want to go home?" asked Cynthia guessing.
"Huh? Not that" Daffin argued.
Next to the corner of Cynthia's lips lifted up, "Oh I know, you must be kangen is the same as the centile? Yes already there go home, you guys really can not be separated," ledeknya.
"Not, but-"
"Gue is also sleepy now, soon going to sleep. Yes it's there if you want to go home," said Cynthia lying.
Somehow Cynthia felt a little upset feeling that Daffin was not fighting with her, maybe really missed the Elisha. Cynthia did not want to guess if she was jealous, it was impossible.
"Don't you think I'm going home now?" daffin asked not well.
"Yes already there home, later if you go home too night scolded Bokap lo again."
Actually, his father will not be angry because he knew he also came home from the hospital, but honestly Daffin did want to go home. Besides it was already night too his body was tired of wanting to rest, another one was because of Elisha. Just want to make sure his best friend is at home or not.
"Yes I've come home first yes Cynthia, tomorrow I will come again to anterin you go home" said Daffin. He waved a hand and then walked out of the room.