MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 34: HOSPITAL

Along the way from the house to the hospital, Mr. Ade several times cursed because his body had to be lifted up on the gurney because of the many jeglongs that passed along the road.

“Slow-Slow, Sir!” pekik Pak Ade's.

“This is slow, sir. The road is badly damaged. If it is too slow later even his car is vulnerable to being trapped in the mud,” replied the ambulance driver with a bit irritated.

“Iya, Sir. Focus is the same way. Sorry yes, sir, my husband is so,” said Ms. Nisa was embarrassed by her suual behavior.

The driver understood Ms. Nisa's reason and continued her journey.

“Fucking road!” as if Mr. Ade this time.

“Already! Don't try to cut the road. The damaged road is not repaired because the work of the village head Junjungan Mas himself who is not becus take care of the village!” sahut Bu Nisa's.

“Mending I support Mr. Dibyo the manly man is not tired like sir who is it that you support?” answer Mr. Ade.

“Who is tired? Mas Vishnu is handsome,” replied Bu Nisa.

“Coody men like that you said handsome? The proof of his voice lost far the same Mr. Dibyo,” protested Mr. Ade with jealousy.

“Biarin Mas Vishnu did not become the head of the village here, but now he has worked in the social service in the district. That means he is high quality, not a village like Mr. Dibyo,” replied Bu Nisa did not want to lose.

Mr. Ade turned to look at Bu Nisa and he could only stare in annoyance because he had no answer to fight his wife.

“Aduh!” pekik PakAde again when passing the last jeglongan in the village of Sido Mekar.

“Already, Miss Nisa. Don't fight political issues. Oh, that's an old story. Now we better concentrate on the recovery of Mr. Ade alone,” cut Bu Dimas who is also next to Bu Nisa.

“Eh, yes, Mom. Sorry, have made Mr. Dimas and Ms. Dimas uncomfortable,” replied Ms. Nisa timidly.

After going through a journey of about twenty minutes which is quite draining of energy and emotion because of the village road that was badly damaged in the village of Sido Mekar, finally the ambulance arrived at the nearest hospital. An ambulance driver directs the car to the Emergency Installation. After arriving in front of the IGD, the ambulance driver, assisted by hospital staff, opened the back of the ambulance and lowered the gurney from the ambulance to be taken to the observation room. Ms. Nisa can only deliver to the administration, then they can only wait in front of the IGD.

“Pak, let my wife come in, yes?” pinta Pak Ade while whining to the hospital officer.

“Sorry, Sir. Cannot. Inside must be sterile. You just rest do not need to be afraid,” replied the medical officer dressed all in white.

“Dik you don't go far from here, yes! Mas is afraid to be here,” shouted Mr. Ade who was greeted with smiles by IGD officers.

“Iya, Mas. Take it easy, I'm ahead here, kok!” answer Miss Nisa.

After completing the administrative affairs at the Admission table, Bu Nisa also approached Mr. Dimas and Bu Dimas who had sat first in the waiting chair.

“Is there any less administrative affairs, Miss Nisa?” ask Mr. Dimas.

“It's all done, sir. Just waiting for the results of my husband's observation,” replied Bu Nisa while sitting down and sighing in relief.

“Hopefully there are no serious problems with Mr. Ade yes, Bu,” Mr. Dimas later said.

“Iya, Sir. I have not been who to lose my husband, Sir,” Bu Nisa replied weakly.

“Bu Nisa can't talk like that. God willing, Mr. Ade is fine. The proof just now is still tight right to talk to Bu Nisa,” by Bu Dimas.

“Hopefully so, Mom,” replied Bu Nisa.

“Revan I will take you here what is it, Miss Nisa?” ask Miss Dimas.

“Don't first, Mom. Let Revan be with Bu Jefri first. Later if my husband is allowed to see new Revan invited here,” replied Bu Nisa.

Ms. Nisa seemed unsettled waiting for her husband who was being observed by the team of doctors. Mr. Dimas and Ms. Dimas always supported the woman to remain steadfast and not panic too much. About an hour later there was one team of doctors who called the surname Pak Ade. Miss Nisa hurriedly approached the doctor.

“How is my husband, Doc?” ask Miss Nisa, I can't wait.

“We have observed the outside of the wound and bruise of the patient carefully.If from the temporary observation we do, it looks like the mother's husband is fine because it is handled appropriately shortly after the accident. If if the mother's husband's wounds, especially in the head, are not treated quickly, I don't know maybe the condition of the mother's husband will not be as good as now, ” replied the doctor.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Thank you, Doctor. Thank you, Mr. Dimas, for his help to my husband,” replied Ms. Nisa while shedding tears.

“Who is Mr Dimas, Bu?” ask the doctor named dr. That marni.

“This is Mr. Dimas, Doc. He who gives first aid to my husband,” replied Bu Nisa while wiping her tears.

“Wah, thank you, Mr. Dimas. You are amazing,” praise doctor Marni.

“Sama-Sama, Doc,” replied Mr. Dimas.

“Can we see my husband now, Doc?” ask Miss Nisa.

“Don't first, Mom. Soon we'll be doing X-rays on my husband's head, spine, and legs. We want to make sure if there are no bone cracks or blood seepage in the head of the mother's husband,” replied Marni doctor.

“I-iya, Mom. Do your best for the safety of my husband, Doc,” replied Ms. Nisa.

“Alright, Mom. Keep praying for the recovery of my mother's husband and I permission to go back inside,” said Marni doctor as she passed leaving the three residents of Pomegranate hamlet.

“Thank you very much, Doc,” replied Bu Nisa while inviting the couple to sit in the waiting chair back.

“Once again I say thank you to Mr. Dimas and Ms. Dimas for his help for my husband. I don't know with what we can reply,” said Bu Nisa.

“Already, Mom, don't think. During this time Bu Nisa and Mr. Ade have also helped both of us a lot,” replied Mr. Dimas.

Ms. Nisa turned her body into a chair. This time his mind was calmer than before. So, he could think of something else. He remembered what happened five years ago. She and her husband were returning from the streets.

“Dik, it looks like the tender this time I can not win,” said Mr. Ade with annoyance.

“Sabar, Mass. Sometimes losing a tender is okay. Other garapan Mas will still be a lot,” replied Bu Nisa relaxed.

“Not so, Dik. The tender this time was prestigious and the value was huge. If you can win the tender this time, CV mas can be even bigger. We can also change a new car,” replied Bu Nisa.

“Indeed, why did Mas lose?” ask Bu Nisa curious. She became interested in helping her husband win the tender.

“By weight now, Dik. There is a number one contractor in the subdistrict next door began to plunge here,” Pak Ade replied seriously.

“Oh yes? What's so great about that contractor, Mas?” ask Miss Nisa again.

“Track record is good. The capital is also greater than our Cv, Dik,” replied Mr. Ade annoyed.

“Is there no other way Mas to beat that contractor?” nisa's Fishing Line.

Mr. Ade turned to his wife and he checked the look on her face. He was glad his wife could understand his way of thinking.

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