The Babysitter Belongs to the Duda
Wrathful

Andre ignored Fikri's parents who were there. Even Andre is still not inexhaustible with both Fikri's parents when conditions like this are still bickering. After all, this was also in the hospital, but they even sat together and the two were still heard in Andre's ear if the two were in a debate.

"You can be quiet? This is a hospital, not a forest that you can make a place to war" wrath Andre.

Andre, who was worried about Fikri's condition, was even made dizzy with the debate between the boy's parents. They should think about taking care of the administration or how, not even this kind of debate. Both of them fell silent after seeing Andre's face that looked angry even staring at them.

When Andre was about to put his magic words back out, the doctor and two nurses came out of the IGD room. All three immediately faced the doctor who now looked tired because he had wrestled with medical devices almost two hours a night.

"How's Fikri doing, doc?" tanya Andre represents both parents of the boy.

"The conditions are good and bad, sir. The bleeding on his head had stopped, lucky to be taken to the hospital quickly. It's just that for his legs, there's a slight crack in his bones. Maybe this is the effect of falling or being hit by a hard object" said the doctor.

"If you can know exactly what happened?" continue by asking.

Andre was silent because he did not know what the cause of Fikri could be like this. The reason was when he came his condition was already lying under the stairs. Andre could only conclude that Fikri had fallen down the stairs.

"My son fell down the stairs, doc. She was running when she came down the stairs, maybe because she slipped up to fall" said the adult woman who was none other than Mama Fikri.

The doctor nodded his head understanding. Indeed, from the beginning he had expected it if this cause was the jatub of the stairs. The doctor and nurse immediately left after leaving and told the family to take care of the administration and moved the Fikri's ward.

"Pay there, mas" said Mama Fikri to her husband.

"Here your ATM" said Papa Fikri with his hand before his wife.

Mama Fikri stared in disbelief at her husband. Both work together but in fact they are so calculated in spending money. For household rations and Fikri only they have to discuss until deciding if the two give the same amount.

"Look, use your money. He's your son" said Mama Fikri.

"He's our son. Then we have to divide the two all his expenses while in this hospital. Oh yes do not forget, we must ask the doctor to remove it from hospital care should not be more than three days" said Papa Fikri.

Hearing her husband's words also made Mama Fikri finally resignedly agreed to it. Andre who heard the debate of the two people before him was really fed up. He did not expect if there are parents who are stingy with their own children.

He who is now a parent will be willing to do anything for the recovery of his son even though he has to sell all his assets. But the parents in front of him is extraordinary for Andre especially to force the doctor to speed up the treatment process.

"If indeed you can not afford Fikri normally, I will bear all the costs until he can recover as usual" he continued.

After saying that, Andre immediately asked the nurse who would enter the IGD room to enter Fikri into the VVIP room. After asking the nurse for help, Andre immediately went away from the presence of people who did not have the heart to take care of all the administration of the hospital owned by Fikri. He did not care if later had to spend a lot of money for the sake of his son's friend.

While both of Fikri's parents were still staring at Andre who was away from the two with a look of disbelief. Because they are even rich people but very calculated to spend money even for the needs of their own families. While this Andre who has no family connection with them instead put Fikri into the VVIP inpatient room.

"What good does Fikri do so that the man will provide the best care for his health?" ask Papa Fikri to himself.

The two eventually choose to walk after Fikri's gurney brought by several nurses. Both of them are still silent with their respective minds that are somewhere. Because both of them still do not believe in Andre and even think bad that the man will run away from the hospital with the reason of taking care of administration.

***

"Pa, don't let him run away again. Just a reason to pay for Fikri administration" panicked Mama Fikri.

The reason has been half an hour since Fikri was transferred to the hospital room, Andre did not show his nose at all. This made them worry that Andre was really running away and both had to bear all the costs of his treatment.

"If until he really runs away, we just report him to the police because he is not responsible for his words" said Papa Fikri.

Mama Fikri was a little distrustful of her husband because they had no evidence of a conversation if Andre was the one responsible for this incident. Surely the police will also question where the responsibility of their own biological parents. When the two were dizzy thinking about it, suddenly the door of the Fikri's ward opened.

It looks like Andre walked into the inpatient room while carrying some fruit and paper bag. Andre had asked his family driver to deliver a change of clothes for him because he would stay at the hospital tonight. His wife and parents supported what Andre was doing.

Secretly both of Fikri's parents let out a sigh of relief at seeing Andre return. That means they won't spend a lot of money to finance Fikri.

"Cieee... Some are afraid that I run away and ask to pay the cost of the mahallll hospital. Can't afford it?" said Andre who already looks like a satire.

Andre was not ignorant about their movements, only he preferred to enjoy the change in the look of his two faces. Because when entering earlier the faces of both looked upright and panicked but when he saw it immediately seen the sumringah.

Both Fikri's parents who heard Andre's words certainly felt insinuated and offended. They seem to be unable to accept if they are said to be unable to finance hospital costs because both are frugal.