Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Full of lies

" Mah?" Armand could no longer resist seeking help. The worry about the state of the Princess was so pressing on her chest.

His hand began to press the door handle, although there was no order to enter.

From that moment he knocked on the door, but there was no response from the owner of the room, even though the bright light from the inside room lamp was able to be seen out.

" Why?" His mother welcomed inside, had just removed her face and stood facing the son.

" Dina mah fever?"

" Why can?"

Oma began to step foot after putting her face just above the prayer mat, did not have time to tidy up first because of worry. Slightly faster than usual to go to the room of the son. Meidina's forehead in order to check the body temperature, it's certainly a little warm.

" Have you taken your medicine?"

" No! Just compressed like that."

" Below there is plaster down heat if used as a regular ginian fall. Just ask Auntie to prepare some porridge for Dina."

Armand nodded, quickly passing by to follow the mother's orders.

One thing he was grateful for, last night he accompanied the Princess to sleep until the fever could soon be known.

And forced, today the sweet and sweet little girl had to give up her day just to stay at home. Permits have been bagged, even if only by air.

But until tomorrow, the little girl has not been able to take lessons as usual. The fever that attacked his body came and went.

Sometimes his body temperature will increase dramatically, then return to normal for a while. And the little girl will play like always, maybe just the heat-lowering effect.

Not only that, the spirit of the little girl also decreased,

Feeling too worried, they guessed that this was not an ordinary fever, leading them to take Meidina immediately to the hospital.

It was also on the instructions of the doctor who had just examined the little girl.

It was sluggish, as if it was no longer powerful.

Pale parasites adorned that cute face.

And now, Meidina's body has been lying limp on top of the ER cage.

" If you may ask to be transferred to the treatment room only!" Pinta Arman on one of the officers in the room.

The man was a little uncomfortable, being in an environment that too many people did not know each other, not free to feel. Not to mention his son who occasionally complained of pain, even crying. It made the man feel sorry for the other residents in the room.

" Patience sir, let's observe!"

He could only exhale his rough breath.

" What doctor said?" Oma, who was standing next to the bed, was holding hands, while one hand was used for the head of the grandchild.

Meidina after Closing her Eyes, probably enjoying her dreams better than enjoying the pain felt in part of her body.

" From the symptoms, he said dengue fever. But I want a lab test first, let's be sure!"

Undeniably, worry is really the same gnawing in the hearts of a pair of mothers and children.

" I told you, don't get used to Dina stopping by somewhere else where her cleanliness can't be ascertained."

" He didn't stop anywhere else, just at his teacher's house." The woman's face had been bent, their conversation was too transparent.

" Why are you talking like that? They're not filthy people. The teachers' kids are good at washing their own dishes!" Angry but trying to hold back, the oma only glanced to the left right a few times, hoping that no one would listen to their debate.

Armand has appeared several times if he does not like the association of his son with the family of his teacher's mother.

After a while of waiting, Meidina was now in the treatment room, her hand was attached to the infusion.

" Oma, it hurts Oma!" Occasional complaints. Just by looking at his arm alone, made the little girl grimace. What has penetrated the skin to the flesh.

"Here is patience, baby!" Oma can't even just imagine.

" Oma I'm not in school?" Ask again. After two days he did not go to school, many also became a burden on his mind.

Wanted by teachers and friends? Not to mention about PR that you may not know.

Ah, don't forget his playmates, Sofiah and Disty, and, uh,...

Izzararni.

Hah, there is a longing that he cannot predict on those people.

" It's okay, baby, I've called Mom teacher!"

" Guru ma'am said what is Oma?" Hoping if the teacher was worried about his situation.

" Master said, a lot of rest, a lot of eating the same as eating the fruit as well, and the teacher said what else? Oma forgot, hehehe."

" Said, don't forget to take medicine also to heal quickly, so you can quickly enter school!"

Though earlier the teacher only answered with Yes and thank you for the delivery about Meidina's condition in the hospital. Everything Oma said was only as a complement and spirit enhancer to her grandson.

" Oma, teacher won't come and see me?" Perhaps this is not a question, but a little hope of a little girl.

"Dad would!" Sorry, again Oma just lied, to appease the grandson.

" When is Oma?"

" Wait, teacher has to teach first!"

But until the afternoon, even at night had peeked at the beautiful teacher's mother never come to show herself. Though he really hopes that Laela's teacher will come with Sofiah and,... Izzars.

"Oma, can't I call the teacher's mom to come here?" The question was raised on the day before noon.

Now that he knew, if Oma lied to him yesterday, saying that if Laela would come after she finished teaching, heh, in fact, not at all.

"But then, it's break time."

But until the specified hour the phone does not go connected, whether who forgets or accidentally forgets. Until back oma had to launch a sentence of death seduction for her beloved granddaughter.

" Oma lied, right? Do you want to call the teacher? Don't you want to tell the teacher to come here?"

He felt his omens were too bellied and stalling for time. He just wanted to talk to his teacher.

His father wasn't there, so he was a little freer to talk about his teacher. From his father's anger yesterday, he did not dare to offend about his school friends. But the feeling of wanting to be noticed remains great.

Now he is sick, hoping that many of his fathers will grant all his wishes despite meeting his teacher.

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