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11. Grief

3 DAYS HAVE PASSED....

This is in accordance with what Abraham said at the time. The doctor finally came to check on Doni's condition to make sure the wound on his face was healed or still requires special treatment.

"Please enter Doc" Bimo invited the doctor into the room where Doni was lying.

The doctor was sitting near Doni's bed, Bimo did not forget to prepare drinks and snacks to welcome the doctor's presence.

"How are you, Mr Doni?" Ask the doctor when examining Doni's current health condition.

"Alhamdulillah Doc," replied Doni while nodding.

"Are there any complaints or anything else?" Ask the doctor kindly while paying attention to the patient's face in front of him at this moment.

"Nothing" he answered briefly.

The doctor then opened the gauze clad in Doni's current face so carefully. The doctor was speechless with complicated thoughts observing the condition of the patient in front of him. Finally the gauze was all gone.

Currently plastered Doni's face which is almost all burned and more severe is the right cheek and forehead of Doni. At first the doctor was so shocked to see Doni's face but he quickly normalized his face.

"Is this still sick?" Ask doctor. He also slightly pressed the dry wound on Doni's cheek at this time, but not with his bare hands but his hands were wrapped in health gloves.

"No doc" he answered.

"If this?" Ask the doctor to change places, his hand now turns to touch the wound on his forehead.

"No...." Doni answered quickly because he did not feel pain in the area touched by the doctor earlier.

Then the doctor smiled faintly hoping that the man in front of him would accept all of this, because the doctor was a little afraid that the patient in front of him was shaken or worse could not accept the reality and ended miserably (depression/suicide).

"Thank God your wounds have dried up everything and this will probably leave a considerable mark," explained the doctor with a little uneasy saying it all, the bitter reality that the Doctor had to say.

Degs....

Doni was silent and could not answer or say anything, even though his heart had solidified to be sincere but in the corner of his heart he was still sad and in disbelief.

"Which team?" Pinta Doni with his hands turned towards Bimo asking for a mirror.

Bimo who understood Doni's intentions also reluctantly took the mirror and put it in Doni's hand.

D E G....

Like a hammer, Doni's chest hurt when he saw the reflection of his face in the mirror especially when the doctor said that the wound would leave a mark.

"W-is this really my face," Inner Doni, her hand touched her face in disbelief.

Doni was still daydreaming looking at his face bitterly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha I'm like a monster," his mind bitterly laughed as it looked at the reflection of his face that looked terrible at this moment.

Bimo was still speechless looking at his friend bitterly, his eyes radiating sadness. Although it is not he (Bimo) who experienced all this but he also felt the sadness that his friend experienced. How not that handsome face turned awful, anyone would definitely feel great sadness and shock and maybe even some were depressed.

"May you be strong Don faces it," Inner Bimo prayed for his friend so sincerely.

Both (Doni and Bimo) were silent regardless of the chatter of the doctor, both daydreaming with their own thoughts.

"Can this be removed with medication or ointment?" Ask Abraham who was standing near the door listening to the doctor's explanation.

"I'm sorry young master, I've tried but this is all out of my will, let alone the burns suffered by yesterday are quite severe," said the doctor feeling guilty.

Abraham was silent for quite a while how not because Doni blatantly rejected Abraham's suggestion at the time.

After the doctor gave Abraham an explanation. The doctor also cleaned all the equipment.

"Master this is a drug that you should drink and I've written how many times this drug is taken, oh yes if you feel itchy do not scratch fear the wound will blister or get worse," obviously the doctor after that he went out ushered in by Abraham.

Outside Abraham asked for an explanation of Doni's situation in detail.

While in the room exactly in Doni's room.

"Bim, I'm hungry" said Doni subtly banishing Bimo.

"Let me call art," replied Bimo.

Doni shook his head quickly. "I don't want their cooking, I want to eat something else, um..... Will you help me? Are you able to buy me satay," pinta Doni pretended to think that she wanted to subtly evict Bimo from this room.

Bimo wanted to refuse but he also felt bad. " Maybe by eating satay, the mind he is happier, "inner Bimo.

"Yes I bought it, you're not going anywhere inside. Wait for me to come home with satay your wish,"

"Thank you" replied Doni.

Bimo walked but when he got to the door Bimo turned around, he forgot to ask Doni something.

"Why?"

"He he he he he, I forgot to ask. What do you want satay? How many pricks?" Ask Bimo cengenesan.

"Goat satay alone, one serving is enough. But you can buy 2 servings, one for you and one for me" said Doni making the smile on Bimo's face brighter. Doni knew his best friend liked to eat the most so hearing the food he would be happy.

"Oh yeah don't forget to close the door," pinta Doni and Bimo nodded.

After the departure of Bimo.

Doni ruffled his hair.

"Hiks hyks hyks hyks hyks, I look terrible," cried Doni broke.

Outside the door....

Now Abraham undoes his intention to open the door to Doni's room. Doni's cry made Abraham sad, he immediately left the place where his heart could not listen to the sadness and cry of Doni.

Seeing the young master Abraham leave, the beautiful woman approached the door but was stunned when she heard the words of the man who was being ravaged by destruction.

"I'm like a monster."

"Surely they'll all stay away from me."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, my face is deformed."

Doni roared crying over everything.

The woman covered her mouth in disbelief, she was also saddened to unknowingly shed her tears.

The woman hurriedly left because she could not hear the heartbreaking cries of the man inside.

Seriate.....