Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Check up

Aunt Santi nodded her head with a smile, then left us. While my father pushed my wheelchair out of the house again, arriving on the porch my father helped me to stand.

"I want to walk, Dad?" my many.

Father also agreed to my question, the happiness again I felt when I could stand even with the help of my father supporting my body.

Unlike the time I was in the hospital, although supported but my knees felt limp like boneless, I drooped right then and there. Right now with my legs trembling a bit I try to go back to walking. I don't know why these eyes are staring at the window, because I was so curious about the female snail behind the curtains.

"Dek, don't be dumb. Let's go, " said father.

When my feet stepped into the courtyard of the grandmother's house which was given rocks felt a little relaxed this body. As soon as I felt in this foot massage, I smiled.

"Taste, Deck?" ask dad.

I nodded my head. I walked only five to six steps, then Dad asked me to return to the wheelchair immediately.

"A little bit first yeah, Deck. Every day we learn again" said my father.

I said my father's words, and he invited me to come into the house. Dad picked me up to sit on the living room couch.

"his legs straightened, Deck. Wait a minute, I'll get you a drink" said the father as he passed away leaving me.

Not long ago father returned with a glass of water in his hand, then given to me. I immediately took a sip, at the same time my mother came to take me to take a bath because we had to leave early to the doctor's house who used to handle me.

I immediately took a shower and got ready, of course with the help of my mother. After that the three of us, mother, father and I boarded the car, then father immediately drove his car slowly. I accidentally opened the car glass so that fresh air in the morning can enter, my mind so calm and comfortable.

My journey took a long time, until I remembered the road that connected to Kevin's house.

"Well, then go home through that road yes," I said as I pointed to the street where Kevin's house was.

At the same time on the side of the road I saw a guy get out of his car, he looked so much like Kevin.

"Well, that's Kevin. Stop that!" my word.

I also immediately asked my father to come to Kevin who was currently about to enter the supermarket. I agreed and immediately got out of the car. From a distance I can see my father talking to Kevin, sometimes they both look at this parked car.

After that, it was seen that my father gave his phone to Kevin and Kevin had to write what was on his phone. They shook hands and Dad headed towards our car. I saw Kevin still staring at the father who was walking towards the car.

"Where, Dad?" my many.

"We'll see you later when we get back to check up" replied the father.

Kevin was still standing in front of the convenience store, the father decided to return to drive his car. At that moment my father opened the car window and waved to Kevin, and so did Kevin.

"Where do we meet, Dad?" ask mother.

"Later to meet at the restaurant," pointed me to a restaurant not far from our parked car.

"Alhamdulillah, good luck," I said.

I was a little relieved when my father had pocketed Kevin's mobile number, even though the journey was far enough and made me saturated but my happiness also eliminated it all.

I looked towards the watch I was wearing, the new time was 07:00 but the clinic was already so crowded with people.

"That's a real race, Dad. I'll be home this afternoon" I said.

I nodded my head before going to the registration. It didn't take long, and my father came to us sitting in the waiting room.

"What number is there?" ask mother.

Dad showed me a paper that said the number six.

"Cock six? It's gonna be this many, Dad?" I just looked confused.

"Yes, it turns out that already have a check-up schedule in advance to enter. And those who wait in line will be treated by another doctor, then can check up using an appointment first to his specialist," replied the father.

I just nodded my head in understanding. I see people experiencing the same complaints, can not walk even worse they have not developed rapidly as I experienced.

Father also tried to be friendly to patients who were near us, he was also a young man his age far above me. He was accompanied perhaps by his parents as well, I stole the hearing to the father and parents of the young man when he spoke.

"What pain does it hurt, sir?" ask the father who accompanied him.

"Oh, this is my nephew, sir. He had an accident with his parents and his sister. He was still congratulated Pak when all his family died" replied the father.

"Innalillahi waina ilaihi rojiun, kept this sister paralyzed, sir?" ask dad.

"He's in a coma for over a month, sir. The doctor said his nerves still haven't responded. It happened two months ago, sir. But there has been no development whatsoever" said the mother who brought the young man.

"Why is this sister then?" ask the father.

I answered that I had a train accident and I experienced the same thing when I was in a coma for almost a month. But I thank you for being able to develop well. The two men had also questioned about the train accident that we experienced, it turns out they also saw the news of the accident was broadcast. They did not expect that there were survivors, because it is explained that many victims fell.

"Ananda Keyla Anggraini." The voice of the Sister called my name.

Father and mother bid farewell to them, then pushed my wheelchair towards the examination hall. Inside, the doctor who used to treat me, he seemed to be smiling.

"Hi, Keyla," said the doctor.

"Hi, Doc," I said.

"You know the good news from, Keyla," said the doctor.

I also said that I can sit alone, even able to stand even though it still needs to be on a pedestal.

Then the doctor told me to lie on the examination bed, the doctor was surprised because two days home had seen me able to move my legs with the help of my father supporting my body.

"Well, what's checked. The child is great" said the doctor.

I lay down, and the doctor, as usual, took a small instrument to test my feet. He gave a small knock to the knee, which had not felt anything at the moment already felt the knock. The doctor smiled at me and told me to sit down.

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