Doctor Dika'S Wife Is Queen Mafia

Doctor Dika'S Wife Is Queen Mafia
CHAPTER 11. Profession of Doctor Dika


He returned to the Dwilaga residence. The clock indicates past midnight that all residents of the house are asleep under their blankets. Walking as quietly as possible so as not to wake the person home.


Tak..dak…


He climbed the stairs of his house one by one because his room was on the 2nd floor. As he was about to enter his room at a glance he glanced at the room belonging to his brother next door. The room lights are still on indicating the owner is still awake.


Tok.dok…


"Who" The voice of the person inside.


"I'm Dika's sister."


"Oh you're locked in, unlocked."


Chequelek


Dika opened the door of her brother's room slowly and then put his head in.


" How come you haven't slept yet?"


"Come in, don't do it."


Dika also entered according to the words of his brother. He sat in a chair opposite his brother.


" Is this teacher busy?" Dika asked while opening the book on her sister's desk.


"Haish you are, Lecturer with many students just as you are a doctor who has many patients. They have different levels of understanding. As teachers, we also need to understand. We can't generalize them."


"Yes yes, Mr. Radian Nareen Dwilaga. You really are the best teacher in the country."


"Hahaha look out for you ya ngeledek. Oh yes, your tumben is coming home. Usually go home to your clinic."


"Routine routine checkups for home people. Radi didn't forget it."


"Yes yes yes you are indeed the best doctor Doctor Dika."


They both laughed together. For a moment the fatigue was gone. Yes, their distance of only 2 years makes Dika and Radi very close. They sometimes travel together. If they do not want to be disturbed by their two sisters, Radi and Dika will be silent without notice.


"Yes, sister, I slept first. Tomorrow there is also a clinic schedule. After the home health check is done, you're right back at the clinic."


"Yes there, the doctor is busy. Haha."


Dika just grinned and then out of his brother's room to his own room.


Having taken a bath in the hospital, Dika immediately changed his clothes in pajamas and then laid his body on the mattress. Just as she closed her eyes, Dika suddenly remembered Silvya.


Hhhhh, what is that child. Oh shit, it's already night. He must be sleeping. But something still makes me curious. Why is it embedded in his body a chip. Guess he knew that, right? Never mind.


Then there was a red roll beside him and gradually he fell asleep as well.


***


"Duuuh no dika mas. Males must be a bringel." Said the youngest brother and the only daughter in the Dwilaga family.


"Hahaha is afraid of the same thing as Dika." Timpal number 3.


" Your mother is so for everyone's health." Now Aryo the father who chimed in.


Dwilaga's home is like a clinic. Dika was ready after dawn to be in the family room to check the health condition of both his parents and his brother.


"First dad first." It was like calling his patient.


Aryo walked over and sat down next to Dika ready to be examined, he himself was afraid of his second son.


" Dad, cut down on the same fried coffee. Cholesterol is up badly. Plenty of eating fruit. Bun.. dad cooked the stew first. Stop tempeh mendoannya." He said something serious, but everyone there laughed except his father.


" Now mother.Mother is best, blood pressure is okay, cholesterol is okay, blood sugar is okay. It's just a mother who loves Dika." Said Dika while hugging her mother.


Everyone rolled their eyes lazily.


Examination continues. Health advice was given to his entire family. For the brother do not stay up too much, reduce coffee, because Radi does have stomach acid.


For his younger brother named Rafandra also asked to reduce staying up late and regularly take vitamins and supplements considering his work as a traveler.


And the last for her younger sister named Rinjani, this made Dika throw her breath rough.


"Dek, stop the weird weird snack in haphazard. I don't forbid just occasionally. Rarely often. You are very fond of the consumption of drinks that are not clear. That stuff is a lot of sugar. You want to be young with diabetes."


Rinjani who early in the morning blinded by the nagging brother can only be silent because he knows he is wrong.


"Yes, he knows. Bawel bener. He promised Jani would cut down on it all." Jani resigned.


After the examination drama was completed, Dika said goodbye to go home because he had to open a clinic. He did not even eat breakfast at home because he was in a hurry.


After Dika came out of the house and the sound of his motorbike was heard away from everyone in the house it breathed a sigh of relief.


Huft…..


"Dad, why then could have a child model Dika mas. Buset time again the fashion of the doctor so the vibes feel in the hospital." Rafandra's chirps are commonly called Andra.


"Heh. where do you know, have a great doctor's child turns out PR is also hahahha."


"Your mother is so because she loves us, as a doctor she knows very well what is healthy what is sick. Once upon a time Dika the same mother story about his patient patients. He was devastated when his patient did not survive on the operating table. That's a big pressure on him. At that time he imagined us, father, mother, brother Radi, Andra, and Jani who are on the operating table. That's why he seems so protective of us that he just doesn't want to get one of his family on his operating table."


Everyone was silent to the explanation of the mother, for a moment they were silent and pervasive about how the profession Dika at this time.


It may also not be easy for Dika, being a surgeon who is expected to save the lives of every patient on the operating table but the doctor himself is not God. Doctors are only intermediaries who try to save but can not change a determination.


Finally everyone at the dinner table understood a little about Radika Tara Dwilaga's worries, the second son of the Dwilaga family who is famous for being cold even dubbed the 12-door refrigerator was actually a man who was so affectionate and warm to his family.


TBV