
"Good, good results!" Neurosurgeon Dinka nodded with a smile of satisfaction adorning her lips, looking at the results of Dinka's examination as a whole. He turned his attention away from the sheet of paper as well as X-ray photos towards Abid and Dinka whose faces were tense. He was rather astonished in fact, how miraculous this case was.
"I don't need an operation, do I, Doc? I'm totally healed? No longer asked for that, right?" Dinka to advance her sitting position to clarify, in fact she is tired, already resigned if you have to sit in a wheelchair or use crutches. Honestly, he likes to be spoiled and mumpung while still sick, he wants to be served. Yeah, well, when else is Mama soft and care for him right? At the very least, there was no scolding even though he was stubbornly refusing to take medicine, or even breaking down therapy. It's really fun.
The doctor nodded while linking the two fingers on the table. "It's true."
"Well ...!" Dinka was a little disappointed.
"What's wrong?"
"Why?"
Abid and the Doctor asked in unison. It sounds a little strange that reaction.
Dinka let out a slow breath, but it was enough to make her shoulders fall. "I'm not being carried anymore, Doc!" said disappointed.
The eyebrows of the two men in front and next to Dinka rose simultaneously. Oh gosh.
"Later I ask Abid to keep carrying you, as long as you don't add fat." The doctor chuckled while shaking his head. Just-there's.
"Even fat though, I'll still be fat, Prof! You witness!" Abid was upset to hear Dinka's expression just now. Just one person—this woman, who felt at home for a long time sick, at home bothered to move to a wheelchair, difficult to walk, even Dinka never held pee for hours because waiting for him to come home. It wasn't long before he was paralyzed, there was no one who could help him to the bathroom. So, Dinka waits for Abid to come home in the break.
Dinka did not complain. Whether sad or hurt, Dinka laughs more. As if sadness is not something that should only be in tears, or maybe he thinks: crying will only add to the burden.
"Yes already, because it's all good I say so, there are no complaints of pain when standing or walking. There was no pain where I asked earlier, so the surgery was off, but it still had to be checked regularly, yes! Especially if there are complaints, Abid must bring Dinka here. Understood, right?" The senior doctor wrote something down on a sheet of paper. The work is still a lot, but these two humans still take precedence given who they are.
The gaze of the Doctor and Dinka who were like wondering was turning over. He held out the paper and Dinka accepted it. The woman's eyes could not be separated to pay attention to the contents of the writing consisting of only one letter, a long line, and ended with a point of emphasis. Is this the reading?
"It's just a supplement, yeah! Drink it once a day—"
"If you make a baby, can be 3 times a day, Doc?" sahut the fiery Dinka. Dinka knew the doctor very well. In the past, the doctor had helped Ranu or the Twins if there was a problem with the bones and nerves. At most the twins, which almost every month routine presence here. Shifted joints or even as light as the stitches on the forehead of an item two or three, is something that does not shock the nurses and doctors here at all.
So naturally Dinka likes all she wants to this doctor. Often invited to joke, because people at home are mostly angry.
"That 3 times a day is medicine, which means you are sick, Dinka .. because you are healthy, then take vitamin supplements that are only consumed once a day. Because if most multivitamins actually make everything not good." The doctor answered with a parable. That's how things are, isn't it? What will come out if it has been released 3 times. How long is the production time until it is ready to be released? One sec? What machine is that? Or a compressor that exits the wind when using electrical energy? Sometimes it is, yes!
Men are only normal again after sleeping or resting a few hours to be able to do again. It also has to be stamina which is okay. But if too much can even be said to be a deviation and must be treated.
"Then I want to be sick aja—"
"Yay, Prof ... later even more complicated debate with him!" Abid silenced Dinka's mouth with his big hand.
The doctor chuckled. "To Tiwi only if it's that, because it's not my realm to allow. Mostly though gout!" Maybe he should raise his hand.
Abid is getting closer. Dinka's bucket mouth is back. The doctor laughed.
"If it really is, Abid must seek treatment, Din."
Abid degrades. When, can he be said to be right? Oh, not .. it is quite reasonable or like a normal human being. Many nganu are said to be deviations, not nganu said impotent. Haih, tired of being a man named man. Pendant. Heeemmm.
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After making sure Dinka was okay by checking into the hospital, Abid brought Dinka home. Welcomed by the whole family, including Mama Kira who is still waiting for Dinka's return, Azziel also.
As soon as he saw Dinka in Abid's arms, everyone immediately rushed to the crowd. Every mouth asks according to what they think.
"Where, Bid?"
"Mommy's son doesn't papa, right?"
"What's the result, Bid?"
"What does the doctor say?"
And Abid could only take a deep breath so confusedly replied. Not to mention Arion's cry so smelled the scent of his mammoth again.
Dinka raised her eyeballs up. This commotion is deafening. He doesn't know whose question to answer first.
"I'm good, even if you want to love Arion's sister. So what gender request? Mumpung has not been diadon nih!"
He looked at everyone in front of him with a tired look. But it is precisely what is looked at even sumringah.
"Dong girl, two!"
Jeez .. turn asked just like that, they compact answer.
"Yes already!" Dinka holds Abid's hand, pulling him closer. "Jaga Arion yes, I want to speed this .. you know, make the two girls must focus and the process is long?"
Everyone chuckled at Dinka's solemn expression.
Dinka-Dinka .. there-is just the hell!
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