Healing
61. Vaccine Injections

Actually, I wanted to tell Ms. Ara honestly, that I and Yoga had met a lot after her family returned to that house. But there was a mama sitting with us, so there was no way I could tell her this time.

About Yoga, which has sent some money to Shaka's son's living expenses, actually Yoga is not as bad as other people think, but I can't tell anyone about this. Maybe if someone finds out, it will only cause new problems.

Moreover, Bu Ara knows and knows Bu Herni, his mother Yoga. Worried that he suddenly slipped and said what I told him. You can come and ask for the money that has been transferred to me.

" If you may know, now Shaka is in what class?", asked Bu Ara as she sipped sweet tea in front of him.

" Just entered Junior High, on the 15th of next month he was 13 years old, fast once Mom, is not time going very fast. I still remember very well when the Midwife helped me deliver my first home mother. And it turns out it was almost 13 years ago".

It is fitting that I have seen a lot of wrinkles on the face of Ms. Ara, it turns out that it has been a very long time since I was helped by labor by her. Because since the baby, Shaka rarely I checked to the midwife if he was hot or coughing up a cold, at most I strained with shallots or I often gave him ASI if Shaka was hot or had a cold cough. Enough with that Shaka will heal by itself".

Actually the real reason was because I felt bad for Ms. Ara, having been there twice the first time Shaka had a fever, and Ms. Ara never wanted to accept payment. It was precisely Bu Ara giving me money and formula for Shaka. That's why I no longer bring Shaka there if anything, I feel bad and feel more indebted to Ms. Ara.

But even though I rarely checked Shaka into the Midwife's place, sometimes the midwife would have her assistant deliver formula milk to the house for Shaka. He really is a very good midwife.

" It's true, it's been a while. Means now I'm old and soon retired from my job to be a village midwife. Hopefully, as long as I become a village midwife, I will benefit the community a lot".

Ms. Ara is very good, has even done a lot of good by helping hundreds of mothers who give birth, also treating sick children. But he did not even consider it a kindness, it was precisely for him that it was his duty as a village midwife.

" Of course the mother is very helpful and gives a lot of benefits to the community. Mother is a very good person and helps others a lot. It's like a wingless angel" said the mother steadily, because Ms. Ara is very kind and often helps people in distress.

It did not feel like our chat turned out to be long enough, because Bian had come to the house, it means it was already 9 and a half hours, it means, because at 9 we both have to get to the health center to get the vaccine that is intended for all brides.

" Oh.. So this is who wants to be the husband of Raya, wow, very handsome, lucky Raya can be a kind and handsome husband, like a son....". Ms. Ara deliberately paused her sentence.

" Bian Bu, my name is Bian", said Bian introducing himself while greeting Bu Ara. The two of them had only met for the first time, which was why they had not known each other.

" Nak Bian's face is like a stranger, but I've seen where I forget, because my mother is getting older so easy to forget" said Ms. Ara while smiling motherly.

" Maybe you have lunch or dinner at a restaurant where Raya works?, if it ever means you have met me, because we work in the same place" Bian explained, introducing himself who worked together with Raya, without boasting that he was the owner of the restaurant.

Ms. Ara seemed to remember, "Owh became a friend of Raya's work, maybe also yes, but I'm still not sure if I've seen it there or anywhere else, because the face of son Bian does look familiar".

" Then you guys say goodbye, don't you want to go to the puskesmas?, you also have to go to PKD, the same assistant in PKD permission just want a group in the puskesmas but instead peng stopped by here, it seems like mom has been out for too long" said Ms. Ara, saying goodbye to all of us.

Me, Mama, and Bian took the departure of Bu Ara to the front of the house.

Mama told us to come in after Ms. Ara left, and offered Bian breakfast. But Bian said that he had breakfast at home, so my mother put the old cup of tea Bu Ara, and made a sweet tea for Bian.

" Ara ma'am is a medical worker huh Ra?", guess Bian while sitting in the living room chair, because Bu Ara had discussed PKD and puskesmas.

I nodded, "He who used to help my delivery Bi.., do you know, he even gave money and often gave milk to Shaka. Ms. Ara is a very good midwife", I said as I walked into the room to change into more official clothes because we were going to the health center.

Bian nodded, "Why is he here?, I mean what is he here for?", asked Bian in a slightly louder voice, because we were in a different room.

I rushed out of the room after changing into clothes with lightning.

" Ara's mom heard about me getting married soon, she asked me if you knew about my past or not, because sooner or later it will be discovered that we will get married and you will know that I am not a virgin" I whispered while sitting next to Bian.

Bian immediately shut my mouth, "Enough Ra, don't you talk about it. I don't like you judging yourself that way. We should leave now" said Bian, taking his hand off my mouth.

" Loh, are you leaving?, this is the new tea".

" Make it later, Ma, soon will be 9, afraid to go to the puskesmas his bad luck. Raya and Bian go first Ma".

Me and Bian say goodbye, to go to the puskesmas. And until the puskesmas queue at the registration is still quite a lot, and it turns out there are already two pairs of other brides who have already registered.

That means that Bian and I have to wait a long time, in addition to registration, as well as when the vaccine has to be queued up.

The two early brides were very young, only in their early 20s. They look like a freshman graduated high school and are getting married, maybe they have been dating since Junior High School. Or just new to know and immediately fit and decided to get married. Obviously I don't know their reasons, nor do I want to know. Because it's none of my business.

After waiting in line for about an hour we finally got the ** vaccine, and managed to get a certificate of already being vaccinated.

From the puskesmas we immediately stopped by KUA, because the route is one way, in KUA there are also several pairs of brides who are queuing to carry out the ijab qobul.

" We look for a moment yuk Bi.., let us marry tomorrow so not confused, have seen the process of others first" I said, while pulling Bian's hand looking from the glass window of the ijab qobul room, many other people who also do the same thing, maybe the family of the bride and groom who can not come into the room ijab qobul, may be, so they watched through the glass window.

Just a few minutes the process of ijab qobul is complete, actually getting married very briefly, just taking care of the letter and the requirements are quite complicated. Not to mention those who hold large and festive parties, that's what makes marriage a tiring thing, so many events.

" Already, let's go out, it's not good to see each other" whispered Bian.

There were many other people watching, but we didn't know them.

In front of KUA I deliberately stopped my steps, and Bian came to a stop.

" Why stop?", asked Bian.

I took my phone and took a photo with Bian. One.two...

I took three pictures. " It was intentional to create a status" I said as I opened WhatsApp and uploaded our photo just now.

" It's just counting the days, soon legitimate, hopefully launched, aamiin.", that's the caption I wrote under our photo. Bian instantly screenshotted my status and made it into his status as well. But different caption, Bian changed the writing under our photo in the status, which is to be...

" Out of the vaccine**, just know you want a nyuntik should be injected first", plus the emoticon laughs ngakak next to the writing.

I immediately patted Bian's arm making such a caption. But Bian only chuckled while rubbing his arm which might be a bit painful because my pat is quite hard right on the injection marks earlier.

" Loh, really, want to inject you, use the injection first, where the former injection in the same tabok you, added pegel would be, how is this if bruised, bruised, you have to take responsibility Ra.", Bian said as he opened the car door for me.

I got in the car, and so did Bian.

" What responsibilities?, want to stop by the health center again to be examined?", I asked confused, Bian's intention is how responsibility.

" No need, you just blow the injection marks, pegel really problem".

I think Bian seriously said that and I rolled up Bian's sleeves up, but just when I tried to blow the injection marks, Bian put his lips on my lips in a blowing position.

Reflek I push his face, "Ye.. if you want it is not here also Bi.., then it will be told directly ijab qobul if the predecessor saw what we do. We go home, it's noon, I'm hungry, I want to eat" I said honestly.

" Okay, just eat at my house, I was cooking a lot of food, you must like, because one of your favorites, namely sambel terasi, there are vegetables assem salted fish as well".

Hearing everything Bian mentioned made me even hungrier. " Yes already hunted now we go to your house, I've a very laper" said I told Bian immediately forward the car back to his home.