
Dicky's health improved, now his chest was seen to dry up and no longer wrapped in bandages.
It was just that he was still routinely taking his medicine, for the total healing of the wounds on his inside.
That morning Dicky looked neat, long time also in not to the hospital, it was so long to miss his fellow doctors and also his patients.
"Mas Dicky is tidy, where are you going?" asked Fitri who saw her husband so excited this morning while whistling merrily.
"Oh .." - Fitri.
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