Love Above the Wounds
Look at Mother

A Doctor who looks old, came out of Bu Anjani's room, He is Doctor Haris, Family Doctor of the late Pak Rahmat Pradita.

Dicky immediately came to see Dr. Haris.

"Good afternoon Doctor, how is my mother?" ask Dicky.

"Well, you finally came Doctor Dicky, when Anjani's mother was undergoing acupuncture treatment, only she broke the rules a little, and made it back to what it is today, his nerves weakened again and there was a slight blockage!" obviously Doctor Haris.

"Is it because he is always active and still active in any activity?" ask Dicky.

"Yes, you're right, it should be a warning yesterday that Bu Anjani just rest at home without doing any activities!" replied Doctor Haris.

"Well, I want to see him inside!" Dicky.

"Please Doctor Dicky!" sahut doctor Haris.

Dicky then entered the room, two nurses appear to be feeding and changing the infusion of Bu Anjani.

Slowly Dicky came forward and approached Bu Anjani, then sat down beside him.

"Mother .." call Dicky slowly while holding Bu Anjani's hand.

Bu Anjani turned his head and smiled towards Dicky.

"My son, you're finally here!" lirih Bu Anjani's.

"Mom, why is it like this? That one yesterday at the Dimas party, I thought Mom was cured, why do you do activities when you haven't healed properly?" ask Dicky to worry.

"Son, just imagine, if you keep quiet, Mom will be easily bored and stressed, especially you are not with Mom, what can you do other than look for busyness?" said Bu Anjani who now looks like he is starting to have difficulty speaking.

"I'm sorry Mom, actually I really want to take care of Mom, but ..." Dicky stopped his words.

"You know what's your reason, son, and I'm not gonna force you to stay with Mom anymore, you're not the little Dicky that can always be set to and fro, you're an adult Dicky who has a life of his own, never mind .." Bu Anjani's face looks grim.

It was then that Dicky became a dilemma, on the other hand he was desperate to take care of his Mother, the only biological mother who was currently in desperate need of his attention, moreover, his mother only has Dicky as the only son in his possession.

But Dicky also had responsibility for his other family, his wife and children, as well as responsibility for his patients who had now been waiting for him.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." Dicky said. That was all he could say to his mother.

Drrrt ... Drrrt ... Drrt

Dicky's phone vibrated, Dicky reached into his phone and wiped the screen.

"Hello! What's up, Sus?"

"Doctor, the break is over, Doctor Where?" ask Sister Vienna.

"I, at my mother's house, take a break in the next hour Sister, I'm not finished!" answer Dicky.

"But Doctor ..."

"Just follow my orders! I'll let you know again Sus!" cut Dicky out quickly before hanging up.

Dicky took a deep breath, and now there was a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Chequek!

Doctor Haris went back into the room.

"This afternoon's plan is for Ms. Anjani to be taken to the hospital, to be better controlled by her health, so for a while she can't be treated at home!" said Dr. Haris.

"Okay Doc, I trust your mother, I'll come back to see Mom when she's in the hospital, please just let me know!" said Dicky.

"I know Doctor, if you'll excuse me, I'll take care of my responsibilities, and then I'll be back with Mom!" said Dicky who went back to his mother's bedside.

"Mommy, I'm going for a while, Mom, don't worry, I'll come back later to accompany Mom, I'll follow Doctor Haris' advice if you have to undergo treatment in the hospital!" dicky said as he clasped his mother's hand.

Bu Anjani nodded his head.

"Go, son, finish your noble task first!" lirih Bu Anjani's.

Then Dicky let go of his hand, then walked out of Bu Anjani's room.

Ken and Keyla were apparently still sitting chatting in the living room, besides Dicky, they were the closest people that Bu Anjani had.

"Mom was treated at Bang's hospital?" ask Ken.

"Yes, later in the afternoon maybe he will be brought there by the referral of Doctor Haris, Ken, please help you take care of mom first, I have to go home now!" ken pinta.

"Dicky, don't worry, let me take care of your mother!" keyla said suddenly.

Dicky stared intently at Keyla, the woman in front of him was very shameless, but at that time he had opened his own clothes in front of Dicky, showing his body very cheaply in front of Dicky.

Now with confidence he came and offered to take care of his mother, if not for at his mother's house, Dicky had driven Keyla from earlier.

Ken, Dicky's only cousin also seems to have no idea what Keyla did to Dicky.

"Sorry, you better not get too involved in my family matters, Ms. Anjani is my mother, so I'm more entitled to take care of her than you are just someone else!" cetus Dicky's.

"Just kid you said I was someone else! Just so you know Dicky, Aunt Anjani loved me even from when I was a kid, so I have a right to take care of her too! You heard that!" fierce Keyla who was offended.

"Ken, you take care of him, aren't you familiar with him? I don't want to deal with a woman like her anymore!" dicky said casually as he walked towards the exit.

Keyla's face was crimson withholding emotion.

"Ken! Take me to the club right now!" furious Keyla.

"Would you go there, brother? Would you like another drink? Never mind, what are you after him for, he's an anti-cheating idealist!" sahut Ken's.

"No! My heart isn't satisfied if I haven't conquered it!" mumbling Keyla. His eyes held something difficult to describe.

Dicky immediately slid back to his house without turning his head again, his mind was only one, he had to finish his task today, help the patient and listen to every patient complaint.

In order to repel his every crush, Dicky began to hum and shake his head in the rhythm of the music he sang.

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