GENK DUDA ACUTE
89. Santoso Shots

“Oh, yes. Wounds too. Oh, geez. Hopefully later not be used. Kasian his father Dirja,” said Winarsih with a concerned face.

“Iya, really nice. It's not because I'm not tough. I was busy calling Ryan who was busy helping Rio stand up. I have to wear bruising gel. Before my chin turns blue,” Dean said with a face that was clear.

“Iya—iya, kasian his father Dirja. Pain?” tanya Winarsih touched a new wound on her husband's lips.

“Sick. Must be kissed to let it hurt. Here,” said Dean, lowered his head, then pointed at the corner of his lips. “Kiss of 30 seconds can help relieve upset,” Dean said.

“For 30 seconds,” said Winarsih turned to her husband's two best friends.

“His thoughts,” Dean said, quick peeking of Winarsih's lips with lightning. “Mmmuah,” said Dean.

Winarsih then fell silent. Things that always surprised him despite Dean had done repeatedly. Kiss her suddenly in public.

“Come find a seat. You later stand up,” take Dean, lead his wife's hand to a row of empty iron chairs near the IGD doctor's picket table.

“Mima want to sit?” whispered Heaven asked his wife.

“Nothing. I want to be here with Didi. Wait for Mas Santoso, right?” ask Orange. The sky justifies.

Due to the arrival of their partner, unconsciously their position becomes a little tenuous. The sky and the orange never stopped talking about the incident in whispers. And like wanting to disguise the conversation of Orange and Sky, Toni slightly dragged her steps away from the couple.

Toni was still standing against the wall. One hand wrapped around Wulan's waist to close the woman's body to her. As if understanding what Toni wanted, Wulan wrapped her arms around the man. Toni had to duck a little to put her chin on the top of Wulan's head. In Toni's arms, Wulan always looks very petite.

In the cold of the IGD room, and the slightly uncomfortable atmosphere, silent cuddling like that far makes Toni feel better. He understood that Wulan must also be feeling bad considering who the cause of all that. However, Toni did not want to discuss it.

“Mesra really, yes, Mas?” winarsih muttered to Dean. Since then he noticed Toni who did not let go of his grasp from Wulan.

“You must be wondering why they split up. Yes, right?” dean asked, holding Winarsih's hand over her thigh. His other hand was texting Ryan.

“Iya,” says Winarsih. He did not expect that Toni and Wulan who look complementary to each other had been separated for a long time.

“But on reversing, can instantly be friendly again. More greget in fact,” Dean said.

“Do I have to go back to Jambi for two years? Let Mas can also feel the greget?” ask Winarsih.

“Yes, geez. Amit-amit, Win. I could die if you stayed. Do you want to leave me?” Dean asked back, looking at Winarsih's face who was smiling mischievously at him.

“No,” Reply Winarsih quickly.

“Why?” Dean asked back, curious about the feeling of his wife who always seemed calm.

“Let's lingerie that many don't make. Honey,” replied Winarsih with a flat look.

“I guess why,” says Dean a little pouty.

“Yes, what should I answer? For what reason did I leave his father Dirja? As long as my children and I are loved, why do I leave? What am I looking for again? Mas Dean already has it all,” replied Winarsih. She then pulled Dean's arm so that her husband would bow slightly. “I love his father Dirja. How'd you go? My stomach is getting bigger,” whispered Winarsih, peeping her husband's ear.

Dean rounded his eyes, then turned his head back to his wife's face. “Wow, I'm combalin Bu Winar. The more proficient you are,” said Dean.

“Who was the teacher,” replied Winarsih.

“You quickly absorb lessons. I liked. That's why my wife has to be you.” Dean pressed his nose on Winarsih's chubby cheeks.

SREEKKK.

The sound of a curtain closing around Santoso's bed, opened and the doctor came out of it. Dean took Winarsih up from the chair and went to the doctor. Simultaneously, the Musdalifah appeared.

“Pak Toni!” musdalifah.

“Mus, briefly we hear the doctor wants to talk.” Toni glanced at Musdalifah and looked back at the doctor standing in front of them with a piece of paper.

“Pak Santoso will soon undergo a CT Scan examination. So the results of the examination, can only be delivered completely after that. The nurse will take you to the second floor soon. I went back to the table first,” the doctor said.

Three men immediately nodded and replied, ‘well, Dok’ almost simultaneously.

“Mus, really long.” Dean turned his body around to look at Musdalifah.

“Please wait ojek, Pak.” Musdalifah answered only then. She was groggyly questioned under the gaze of three men and their respective partners.

“Santoso had lost consciousness briefly. His head was throbbing violently. And his vision is blurred. Cannot be clearly. Probably got a nerve in his head,” Dean explained. It deliberately dramatizes the situation.

“Segitnya, you know, Mus. Try looking inside. Who knows, his view is clear. You, right, the light.” Dean then closed his mouth. Refrain from smiling widely.

“Ah, can be aja.” Musdalifah cast a look of disbelief.

“Try shadow if Pak Toni you are the victim. He could have married her in the hospital like those soap operas. Not very aesthetic, of course. Come on, look to dalem.” Dean put on a look of regret.

The Musdalifah looked at the closed curtain doubtfully. The feeling is not good. Why does he feel like he's the man to blame for the gouging?

Slowly but surely, Musdalifah approached the curtain.

“Pak Santoso, I want to enter.” Although there was no door that could be knocked, Musdalifah felt obliged to announce his presence. He was worried that Santoso was in a bad position to see that he suddenly barged in.

“Oh, Sister Mus! Log in,” suhut Santoso.

Musdalifah pictured Santoso lying wounded in blood. His head was covered in tight bandages and other deplorable conditions. His mind floated about Asih's words to him the other day. “Do not regret twice.” Musdalifah quickly pulled the curtain and went inside.

As he entered and closed the curtain behind him, Musdalifah turned his body. He saw Santoso lying on his side facing him.

“So my view is blurry, now instantly bright." Santoso smiled looking at Musdalifah. So never smile, the smile that Santoso threw even looks awkward. "What is a CT Scan? I don't think I need to anymore.” Then, Santoso's countenance came back very serious when he said that.

Musdalifah stood for a moment in front of the curtain that had been closed again. Do not regret it twice. That's Asih's word. Now Musdalifah is confused for that regret word. Regret not coming there, or regret coming there?

"So ... What is the condition?" musdalifah asked in a soft voice. Almost inaudible.

Outside the curtain, Heaven and Dean brought their ears closer together. Don't want to lose a moment of a human pair of conversations behind the curtain.

"The conditions are fine. What else with the presence of Mbak Mus," said Santoso.

Dean looked up at the sky and said, "Cieee" without a sound. He then closed his mouth, holding back laughter.

"I don't think I can ...."

"Forget the person who hurt you yesterday, and remember the person who loved you today" Santoso said. He felt Musdalifah's doubts about his past with an ex-lover.

"Asiiik," whispered the Sky, then pointed his fist at Dean. Dean greeted the fist while giggling silently.

Musdalifah. As Santoso said that, he felt his face turn red. Everyone outside the curtain must have heard clearly. Especially Tony. The boss he was very reluctant to. He never brought his personal problems into the office. He felt ashamed that Toni and her partner heard the conversation he and Santoso had. There's more Dean.

Dean and Sky again sharpen their hearing. They did not hear any answer from Musdalifah. A second later, Dean realized something. Then he straightened his body.

"So! We're all waiting in the cafeteria, yeah. I'm really thirsty" Dean said.

"Good, Sir!" sahut Santoso direct.

"Come, Lang! Ton!" take Dean. "In the canteen it's more cool" Dean said.

"Yoi," said the Sky. Their steps galloped away from the place where Santoso and Musdalifah were. However, upon reaching the door of the room that connected the hallway to the inside of the hospital, Dean stopped his steps.

He looked at each other with the sky. Then, the two men nodded simultaneously.

"Udah, justin." Tony understood what his two friends were going to do.

"Lo, right, jaim because there's a Wulan. You're just here," Dean said. With barely a sound, Dean and Sky again approached the curtain and brought their ears closer.

"Mas Santoso's family in which area? I can sit here?" The voice of Musdalifah was heard from within.

"May, don't sit at the end of the bed. Sitting on my lap now, I still can." Santoso was heard shifting his position.

Not wanting the release of the words 'Cieee' and 'Asiiik' again, Dean dragged the arm of Heaven to pass from the place. The two men chuckled as they arrived back near Toni. They pushed each other because they were amused to hear Santoso's answer.

Toni who could not hide her curiosity, spontaneously asked. "Where?"

Dean and Sky stopped laughing, then looked at Toni.

"Sit where, Lang?" ask Dean.

"Sit on my lap now, I can still." The sky and Dean laughed again.

To Be Continued