Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 31 Pain Part 1

Dinda sat back on the balcony of her room. The clock is 10pm but Arya is not home yet.

‘Where are there humans who work 12 hours more? They're in a meeting what the hell could be that long? Mr. Arya also has no news. Did I sleep first?’, Dinda kept thinking in her heart.

The night was getting late and her husband had not yet returned. Although this is not the first time Arya came home late at night, but Dinda is still waiting for news. Moreover, their relationship has begun to melt lately.

Inggit and Kuswan who are accustomed to Arya's busyness do not seem to be dizzy and have chosen to close their eyes since. They were actually worried about Dinda who fortunately came home at 9.

While on the other side.

***From:** Female Teaser *

***To:**Arya 2 (Aryan 2 phones used for personal matters) *

*Arya's sister turned brp clock? *

“Eh Ci, this is the second phone of Arya sir. There are rich call same chat. Try to reply there aja.”, said someone who was panicking.

“Where isn't it? How many I know what the hape code is. I'll call Erick first.

They're ten deket, must know the number of his bokap nyokap Pak Arya. Do not panic, what is important is that you are taken to the hospital.

Suci swiftly called Mr. Erick who as usual at this hour is still ON. He asks for Arya's family number to call and explains the situation.

“Halo, Mr Erick? Sir, can we share his family number Mr Arya ga? Mr. Arya arrived - suddenly passed out during a meeting at the bar and now we have taken him to Hospital.”, Suci directly to the point.

Erick is shocked and immediately offers to contact the Aryan family. Although he never met but he was sure he could pass on this information without creating a panic. The holy voice had already told him that they were there a little panicked.

If the Saints gave the news, surely Aryan parents immediately stirred. Arya shouldn't be bad. If you hear from Saints, Arya seems to just faint because of exhaustion.

****

“Dinda…. Din.. wake up baby.. “, Dinda blinked her eyes slowly.

He had just fallen asleep after waiting for Arya who had not come home. Maybe just a moment ago his eyes were closed.

It took him a while to process that there was Inggit at the door.

“Iya ma.. Shortly Dinda open.”, said Dinda while rubbing - rub his eyes are still heavy. Although he realized his room was soundproof, but he still replied.

“Din.. You're wearing a jacket now, yes. We're going to the hospital.”, Dinda's shocked not to play.

‘Who's in the hospital? He immediately thought of Mother and her sister.

“Arya in hospital. You're quickly ready - ready to go down, yeah. We go to the hospital, now!.”, there is a feeling of relief in his heart because it is not Mother or her sister in question.

But the feeling of relief did not last long after she realized that the person who entered the hospital was Pak Arya, her husband. An overwhelming feeling of worry that is difficult to explain.

It did not take long, they immediately arrived at the hospital and entered the IGD according to information from the receptionist. Kuswan immediately searched for Arya's whereabouts.

Once found, Inggit immediately hugged his son who is currently in a sitting position with an infusion hose attached to his arm. His face was pale and tired.

“Why the hell are you, Arya? Make mama papa panic.”, said Inggit.

Although Arya often surprised him because he came home drunk (before marrying Dinda), but this is the first time Inggit got news of his son in the hospital.

Although Arya had three heads, but in Inggit's eyes, she sometimes looked like her little child. Especially when I am sick like this.

The doctor approached.

“Good morning Father/Mother, are Father and Mother the patient's parents?”, the doctor asked politely.

“He's a doctor, I'm his mama, this is his papa, and this is his wife.”, replied Inggit while pointing at Kuswan and Dinda alternately.

“Good mother. The patient was taken to hospital unconscious. After we examine, the patient experienced fatigue and stomach acid rose. There may not be any heavy food that goes in more than 8 hours. This makes the patient lose balance and faint.”, all listen to the patient's explanation carefully.

“Patients can stay in hospital to complete two infusion bags. After that, we will move the patient to the outpatient room to maintain the availability of mattresses in IGD.”, continued the Doctor.

“I'll go home doc. I bring the infusion bag, can I?”, cut Arya.

“But can anyone replace the infusion bag, sir?”, ask the doctor to make sure.

“There, doc.”, Arya replied briefly.

“Who? You are in the hospital. Later let Dinda same mom who temenin.”, said Inggit.

“Ibas can ma. Change the infusion bag doang.”, Arya said. Ibas once took a doctor's school because he was forced to.

He studied and almost graduated. Before finally deciding to oppose his parents and plunge into the world of DKV.

Finally the debate was over with the result of the decision, Arya could be treated at home and get some supporting medicine.

“Oiya who sent you here where, yes?”, a question that Dinda has also asked from earlier in the heart.

He only remembered shortly after arriving at the IGD that Mr. Arya had gone with his team. If they see Dinda here, they can tell the story.

“Arya says go home, ma. It's already night. Kasian.”, Inggit seemed to nod.

Everyone get ready to go home. Mr. Cecep who drove them was asked to be ready - ready in front. In addition to cecep, there is also Ibas with his car.

He was a little phobic with the hospital, so he chose to wait in the car. Drama - her past drama in the hospital makes her not want to go in.

“Din, you are the same Arya ride Ibas car, yes. Let mama go back with Mr. Cecep. You want to ride in a wheelchair, yes?”, Inggit offers while a little joking. He had calmed down because it seemed Arya was okay. Just stay on rest.

Arya just slammed and pulled Dinda.

“Bawain my documents and laptop below. While you papah me too.”, Dinda also feel relieved, this man is fine.

Dinda took a bag containing Arya's laptop and tablet and draped it on her shoulder. He then took out some documents located on the table and held them.

“Udah here same bag of documents let same mom. You just papah Arya until the car yes, dear.”, said Inggit.

Inggit and Kuswan walked first while occasionally looking back.

Arya draped her arm over Dinda's shoulder. While Dinda draped her arms around Arya's waist. There wasn't much he could do to get Arya but he seemed to be trying.

“You ate no shit? Small body so no power.”, chirped Arya.

“At least I did not end up in the hospital like Mr. Arya.”, replied Dinda.

Arya scrunched her forehead hearing Dinda's reply. She's astonished.

It was not usual for this girl to reply with a sarcastic answer. Previously, Dinda always just said ‘Ya’, ‘Oke’, ‘Baik’, ‘Maaf’, and such.

“Pak Arya has made one house anxious. We ran - run here.”, said Dinda who then only replied Arya silently.

Arriving in the car.

“Log in slowly - slowly yes Sir.”, Dinda helped Arya get in the car.

His head was still staggering and his body was still very limp. He immediately drooped on the car bench.

“Mas, workaholic can. But do not fall down in the hospital.”, replied Ibas while chuckling when he saw his helpless mas enter the car. His usually strapping and stern older brother could be as helpless as it was before him.

Everyone starts running their car home.

In the car, Dinda does whatever she can. Starting from wiping the sweat that has flowed in the body of Mr. Arya because of fever.

Then he loosened his shirt a bit. Helps to put his head on his shoulder. Along the way, Arya was silent.

On the other hand, Ibas was silent - silently watching them from the windshield of the car. All the family knows how she got married to Dinda. Matchmade. He thought their relationship would be barren like a desert.

But Ibas saw Dinda's concern for Arya. Ibas can also see Arya which incidentally is very difficult to be comfortable with women, can be so relaxed to be near Dinda.

****

“Pak Arya, I know you want to quickly - quickly rest, but eat the porridge first yes. Dad from yesterday did not eat anything - do continue to drink coffee. I also don't know what else to drink at the bar. Eat first yes.. Abis was just sleeping.”, Dinda already asked Bi Rumi to make porridge while on the way to home.

Upon arrival in the room, Dinda immediately put Mr. Arya to bed. Inggit checks Arya's condition before entrusting everything to Dinda.

Dimata Inggit, Arya is still a child despite his age of 34 years. But, Inggit realized that now he had a wife.

“Arya, is it okay - what's at home? There was no fever, so my mom agreed. But why now you even have a fever too?”, said Inggit worried.

“Gapapa. My mom is resting. Arya will also take a full break. Calm aja.”, said Arya trying to calm her mother.

After the death of Inggit and Kuswan, Dinda took a small towel and wet it a little with hot water. He wiped Arya's face.

“Pak, I'll open the shirt yes. So that his body can be on the lap too. That Abis I helped change his shirt with a new shirt, yes.”, Dinda's question was only answered with a blink of an eye and a little nod from Arya.

His facial expression hints at ‘As far as you're concerned’, at Dinda.

Dinda painstakingly opened her husband's shirt slowly. He slowly wiped the chest of the field with a towel. He then walked towards the locker room and picked up a grey shirt and then put it on Arya.

Not like before. Their interaction is so close. Arya's weary sigh rang out clearly in Dinda's ear as she tried to put on the shirt. The distinctive aroma of his body could still be felt by Dinda even though it was late at night.

‘It looks like Mr. Arya wears expensive perfume’, so he thought on the sidelines to put a shirt on Arya. Still had time - he had thought of such a random thing.

Dinda also took off her Aryan belt to make the men more comfortable.

“Heh.. Didn't you change my pants? Why only clothes?”, Dinda did not think the man was still able to work on it at times like this.

Instead of replying, Dinda just gave a sullen expression and went to take the porridge and gave it to Arya.

At first Arya ogah - ogahan and want to go to sleep. But Dinda insisted.

He knew full well Arya hadn't eaten anything today. He only drinks coffee because of his busy meeting schedule.

Slowly bribe after bribe Dinda gave to Arya until the bowl was empty. Arya drinks and prepares to put herself to sleep. However, nausea suddenly attacked him.

“Din, sorry I mo to the bathroom.”, said Arya who was trying to get out of bed.

“Pak Arya what do you want? Vomiting up? Gapapa, I'll take a bucket in the bathroom, sir Arya do not need to get up.”, Dinda ran towards the bathroom. But he just realized there was no bucket there. He moved towards the closet drawer in the bathroom and picked up a plastic bag.

“This sir, Mr. Arya vomited in here.”, said Dinda without hesitation.

At first Arya hesitated and felt bad to throw up in front of this girl. Especially he who holds it with plastic.

But Arya's stomach is not able to bear to remove the contents. Arya finally took it out into the plastic that Dinda had held.

Every now and then, Arya looked at Dinda. Not a single bit did the girl feel disgusted or close her mouth because of the smell. Dinda painstakingly closed the plastic zipper and took out a towel to wipe the vomit marks on Arya's lips.

Arya also saw a hint of vomit stain falling on Dinda's hand. Instead of complaining or commenting, Dinda casually swept the vomit with a towel and put it in the bathroom.

Arya's memories go back to 5 years ago. When he was sick and still with Sarah, his ex-wife.

Sarah never wanted to go near him if Arya threw up. He also showed when he felt disgusted.

Arya has to run to the sink because Sarah can't help her. He will also sleep separately if Arya is sick for fear of contracting it. It's just the flu or a common fever.

But now, when Dinda had finished cleaning up the incident earlier, she immediately changed clothes with her pajamas and immediately slept next to Arya.

He also appeared to painstakingly check the man's body temperature by sticking his hand on Arya's forehead.

When she felt her temperature had not yet dropped, Dinda again took the ice cube compress that she had asked Bi Rumi over Arya's head.

Sometimes he rubs it against Arya's forehead, cheeks, and neck.

She has known Sarah for over 10 years. And, Dinda? He knew her more than this. But, the girl's sincerity far exceeded Sarah's.

“Well, the porridge that was like all came out. Mr Arya want me to take the bread downstairs? Or maybe juice. At least Mr. Arya's stomach has contents.”, Arya has not replied, he is still silent digesting all the attention given by Dinda.

“Pak Arya? Mr Arya want me to get some bread downstairs? Or I have biscuits in the bag, I take ya.”, Dinda just wanted to go down to pick up the biscuits in her bag. But the pull of Mr. Arya's hand was much faster.

Cup. The man pulled and kissed his lips. Light-weight. Dinda can feel the heat of the kiss because the body temperature of Mr. Arya still has not come down.

Shortly after Arya took off her kiss, Dinda was still trying to digest the kiss.

‘Why the interaction with Mr. Arya always ends with a kiss. Actually she thinks I am what the hell?’, Dinda said in her heart.

“No need to take. I want to go straight to sleep.”, said Arya while dropping her body on the pillow and sleeping.