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The wedding day of Anala and Rangga just counting the days, soon they will bear a new title for their marital status. Just like the time of her first marriage, Anala is still degregan with the day before this wedding with Rangga. Anala who was like a pacing back and forth on the edge of his porch, seemed to think of something that was never finished from a while ago.

‘kok f\deg degan gini yes taste, but this is not the first thing I feel, kok gini ya feel’, but, inner Anala while sitting with a cell phone that still hangs on her fingers.

“umma”, screeched Maryam, who brought her snacks from the kitchen to accompany her mother's loneliness.

“what's son?”, asked Anala like people run out of energy to talk and as soon as – arrives her voice is not one hundred percent out. Moreover, the end of this final – Anala often drank cold drinks.

“umma voice why?”, asked Maryam surprised her mother's voice was almost exhausted.

“not know son, why ya”, answered Anala was surprised by her condition now, suddenly her throat felt bad and a little sore.

“what don't – don't yesterday umma drink ice yes, right umma word if often – often drink ice, later cough, throat pain”, obviously Maryam who discussed back advice – advice Anala for him.

“no kok son, not often kok, like because the weather is also hot, and also smoke pollution where-where”, bela Anala.

“to the doctor only later yes umma, later umma can not chat – chat again with me, do I talk to myself”, advice Maryam who is also considerate to her mother is never lacking in the least.

“later first son, later umma try first natural drinks first, if tomorrow is not also healed, later kit ake doctor ya”, replied Anala and it seems her voice began to disappear completely at the end of her sentence.

“kan , it has been lost umma, let's treat yuk”, take Maryam haru.

“iya patient - patient”, replied Anala while stroking her palm to the chest of the child.

Anala who is also a candidate for a doctor for five more months, must know the drug –drug natural dna concoctionnya to cure the pain of his throat. Anala seemed to sort out and choose kitchen items to be used as an effort to relieve her throat pain.

Anala take a segment of ginger and turmeric, do not forget Anala put lemongrass that has been cut – pieces into a hot pan filled with boiling water. After that Anala filter the water to separate the water and spices – spices earlier and plus two tablespoons of honey into it.

“Dig... drug, Dig”, three sips of the drink he had been concocting finally he could feel, the pain he had just felt began to improve and the pain was reduced.

“umma, has started to lose the pain?”, asked Maryam sambi to see every inch of Anala's body from top to bottom to make sure there is no part of her mother's body that hurts in other parts.

“already started missing nak”, he replied.

The night has passed, hoping the morning opens a new flavor that Anala hopes for her throat, because today is the day that Anala and Rangga will go to the KUA office for the marriage screening process.

But that hope was unlikely to happen, after drinking the potion water yesterday, the night of Anala's spirit was completely gone, but the pain was almost non-existent.

“aduh how nih”, Inner Anala

..drtt.drtt

the sound of a call from Rangga's number goes to Anala's phone, with Anala spontaneously disconnecting the phone call.

Because Anala is unlikely to talk to Rangga over the phone, Anala decided to contact Rangga via chat only.

“assalamualaikum doc, sorry I died earlier phone, I lost his voice dok”, explained Anala who did not make Rangga over thinking.

“kok can”, asked the confused Rangga.

“i also do not know doc, like yesterday I drank a lot of ice sih”, honestly Anala.

“terus how to go to the ENT doctor first, or to KUA we used to anala?”, asked Rangga worried about the condition of Anala.

“to KUA dok, it seems more important deh”, replied Anala plain.

“ok if so, I picked up in front of the house ya”, the end of Rangga ddi end of their chat.

“ok assalamualaikum”, close Anala.

“waalaikumsalam”, reply Rangga.

After passing the screening process for more than three hours at the KUA office, Rangga and Anala finally went to the hospital where Rangga worked, to see an ENT doctor. Rangga had not previously known that the ENT doctor at the hospital where he worked had changed.

“ann, wait here first well, let me take care of everything first”, said Rangga yan looks cool, especially now much attention is envied by many people, said Rangga yan, he was one of the doctors at the place where he worked.

“hay doctor Rangga, we have not met for a long time, how are you?”, asked Anya the sexy doctor.

Anala is a doctor who has three know in the hospital, but Rangga was much earlier in the hospital. Previously Anya and Rangga had been rumored to have been in a relationship, but Rangga's attitude never showed that there was a relationship with Anya.

Rangga who is indifferent to people he does not like, will not be too establish communication more, Rangga understands the limit of – limits to communicate, especially with the opposite sex.

“not yesterday we met doc, I just did not go to work today, oh yes introduce this Anala, insyaallah next week we want to get married, come ya dok”, come, said Rangga at once to provoke the anger of doctor Anya.

“what, the doctor wants to marry?”, asked Anya, who still does not believe the sentence she just heard from Rangga's mouth.

“ya I want to marry a doctor, if you have met his mate , not good ddi undur – undur right?”, sure Rangga on Anya.

‘tau terribly he I hurt to hear the news that he wants to marry, damn, this can not be let go, I have to do something, so that their marriage does not get done, so that, Rangga only belongs to me a’, Inner Anya who looks at Anala like a hungry tiger.

“hay, I am Anala”, greeting Anala with her raucous voice who saw the gaze of Anya who was washed away with the word – words of demonic sedition in her head.

“oh you are not an intern here at that time huh?”, asked Anya who realized the existence of Anala ddi the hospital.

“kok your voice is like that anyway, he said he wanted to marry, but his voice runs out, you are sick, later to embarrass Rangga loh kamu”, Anya said like that without thinking, I'm saying that, who is he dealing with now.

“ok dok”, answered Anala and also lazy to serve such a person, Anala moved away from Anya's whereabouts and headed to where Rangga stood taking no order queue inspection.

Anya resentfully stomped her foot onto the white ceramic floor, ‘sial, she does not appreciate me, she did not see what, I am the most beautiful doctor in this hospital’, I am, anya's mind is heading for her room.

“ann, he said what are you?”, asked Rangga kepo.

“hush”, replied Anala who did not want to discuss unimportant people among them, even though the voice of Anala did not allow to sponsor their current chat.

“no order of thirty-four please enter, no order of thirty-four please enter”, no massage Anala called by the sound source, Anala accompanied by Rangga into the room. To Rangga's surprise, the ENT doctor he knew yesterday is no longer a doctor there, and has been replaced by a new doctor, ‘kok can – usually the nurse did not tell me, he said, that ENT doctor is not an ordinary doctor’, Inner Rangga. Previously, Rangga knew, the ENT doctor was a woman.

“hai kak, what are the complaints?”, asked the handsome doctor to Anala while taking the tool to prepare – checking tools.

“my voice is missing dok”, replied Anala while trying to get her voice out.

“oh yes father, husband brother?”, asked the ENT doctor to Rangga.

“callon doc, not to mention”, replied Rangga briefly.

Although there is no intimacy between the young doctor and Anala, somehow Rangga is very overprotective with Anala, and also Rangga does not like Anala to be in contact with other men, he said, although Anala will definitely take care of that.

“strep throat nih kak, her brother often drink ice?”, asked the young doctor was curious.

“yesday yes dok”, replied Anala.

“let alone now summer gini, and plus there is very severe air pollution ini”, explained the young doctor, and wrote a prescription – prescription drugs for Anala.

“nih kak, the prescription, please take in our pharmacy ya kak”, the young doctor prescribed the drug to Anala and returned to sit in his initial seat. Anala and Rangga asked permission to leave the doctor's room.

“thank you dok”, said Anala and Rangga and slightly threw a smile at the young doctor.

“iya sama”, he replied with a reply to a smile that was more splattered on his lips.

Rangga who did not reveal the identity of a heart specialist at the hospital was not known by the young doctor. Moreover, Rangga does not like others to know about him, he considers the ignorance of others about him is a free thing for him to act anywhere.

“ini sis Anala the medicine, three hundred and ninety-five thousand yah”, said the cashier of the pharmacy where they redeemed the drug Anala.

“ini kak”, before Anala took the money in her bag, already in advance men – men who were next to her were giving the red money sheet to the pharmacy cashier.

“doctor Rangga is not?”, ask mbak –mbak pharmacy.

“iya I am Rangga” doctor, replied Rangga while opening the mask that he was wearing and throwing a smile and showing a neat arrangement of teeth without any obstruction, it seems he did not succeed to be unknown to people.

“who dok, sister?”, ask a pharmacy who does not know with Anala.

“no, later you also know who I am”, ledek Rangga.

“can be a doctor, or do not – do not.. ”, mbak pharmacy fishing with the sentence of his ambition.

“not need not – do not, yes I have gone first”, replied Rangga who went directly to the parking lot with Anala with the position of Rangga running first and Anala was behind Rangga.

“later the medicine is taken home from here ann, do not eat greasy, and also drink es” water, advice Rangga and only a little bit disahuti by Anala, and,

“yup”.

In the car to the house of Anala, not a word between the two of them, and Anala was just busy with her phone, so even with Rangga who pairs a free hand only next to his ear and while humming small.

“thank you doc, including this thanks already paidin”, said Anala while looking down after getting out of Rangga's car.

“iya the same – the same Ann, do not forget to take the medicine of doctor Anala, doctor kok sick”, ledek Rangga.

“emang can not be sick?”, cetus annoyed Anala.

“hati – hearts dok”, Anala told Rangga to leave immediately do not want any new gossip in her residential neighborhood.

“ummah”, cried Maryam from inside the house who had longed for her mother's arrival. Maryam who can always be invited to compromise and told Anala to stay at home and accompanied by cousin Anala seemed not much rejection.

“you naughty not earlier?”, asked Anala while pinching the cheek puffed Maryam.

“no kok umma”, replied Maryam while guiding her hand into the house, and presented by the scenery that does not wear and dirty the eyes of Anala.

“Maryammmmmmm, this is what son, umma do not like”, Anala slightly shouted with her raucous sura. Anala saw a lot of items scattered left right and coupled with a tool make up Anala also became a victim of Maryam, while Anala's cousin was having college assignments in Maryam's room.

“pack now baby, umma do not want to see kayak gini again yah”, said Anala who rushed to the room.

“prepared boss, hehehehe”, replied Maryam with a whimper.

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