Islamic Romance
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After helping me to get into the car Syava whispered to my right.
...“ Cie... who again in worryin doctor Arfan “...
^^^Contact made me to pinch his hand.^^^
Not his feeling sick because in the pinch Syava, was laughing cheerfully, Then we passed to Villa doctor Arfan
🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤🏤
^^10 minutes have passed.^^^
Now Syava and I and Dr. Arfan arrived at the magnificent Arfan doctor's villa.
This villa is not far from the tea garden, the atmosphere is so comfortable and cool.
Doctor Arfan who had gone down earlier ran quickly to open the car door, and Syava who had come down earlier rushed to help me to walk.
While Dr. Arfan was just following me and Syava from behind.
Syava cleaned my wounds on my elbows and knees in the bathroom belonging to Dr. Arfan. Syava who seemed to give instructions for the first step should wash my hands and elbows and knees with soap and water, then rinse the clean with cold water only to remove the dirt that sticks to the wound.
^^^“ Mba Syava, First Clean the wound first with soap “^^^
doctor Arfan shouted from outside the door.
...“ Yes Dok “ Sahut Syava....
“ Don't need to be told, I also already know “
^^^Whisper slowly so as not to be heard by doctor Arfan.^^^
...“ Nay, your future husband is too worried about you once, Though only ordinary wounds “...
Syava said laughing.
^^^“ Syav... Auwww slow plan. This blood keeps coming out “^^
Shouts me in pain. While the man was still faithfully standing waiting from the outside .
“ Mba Syava, to stop the blood flowing, press the wound using a bandage or a clean handkerchief, for a few minutes to absorb the blood that keeps coming out “
^^^ That shout again from Dr Arfan.^^^
Hearing that again Syava laughed.
“ hahaha..... I also know doc “ The whisper is slow.
...“ Mba Shava kok diem ? “...
ask Arfan's doctor who is getting worried .
...“ Well doc “...
Shava answered, holding back laughter.
“ Va, don't laugh continue “
Syava directly pressed the wound on my elbow and knee using a handkerchief belonging to doctor Arfan. Before entering the doctor's room Arfan had prepared all the needs to treat my wounds.
...“ After finishing cleaning the wound, Apply a little antibiotic cream that is in the box P3k “...
^^^yelling doctor Arfan from the outside.^^^
...“ Yes doc “...
Answer Syava.
“ Your candidate, doesn't his throat hurt Nay ? ”
^^^ledek Syava laughing.^^^
Syava slowly applied the cream to each wound and directly covered the wound with plaster.
...“ Well.. now done, Nay “...
Syava.
Then Syava cleaned and re-inserted the drug that was used and also handkerchief into the P3k box given by Dr. Arfan. Then I came out of the bathroom helped by Syava who helped me to get my body.
When I came out of the bathroom, it was clear that Dr. Arfan was standing at the door. Who has now entered to see my condition. Syava was about to laugh but I gave a gesture by pinching his arm so as not to laugh.
...“ How is Mba Nay still sick ? ”...
ask Dr. Arfan.
“ Thank God , it's been reduced a little. Thanks ya doc “
^^^ I said with a smile at the end.^^^
...“ Ehem .... Excuse buk “...
“ Who treated his wounds who did ? keep saying thank you to who ? “
Shirak Syava.
“ Thanks Yes Syava. Lucky to have your rich friend, fairy heart midwife, if later I get sick can be the same you “
^^^persuade me while laughing.^^^
...“ Even you are luckier than me “...
Syava's words made me bigung.
“ Lucky how ? ” ask me with wonder .
The irritated Syava has now patted his eel.
“ Try now you see. Who is standing in front of you ? ” ask Syava.
...“ Doctor Arfan “...
answer me who still does not understand.