My Personal Tour Guide
Doctor's Advice

The atmosphere outside the minibus was already quite dark. When Ajeng checked his watch it turned out that it was now at 6 pm. Only visible light lights illuminate around the camping site.

“You came to check out?” bimo asked as Ajeng looked over from the minibus window. “Air outside very cold. You can wear my jacket Jeng if you want to go out.”

Bimo picked up one of his thick jackets that he had already hung in the closet. Without permission, Bimo immediately wrapped the thick red jacket onto Ajeng's back. Ajeng was like he was used to Bimo's good attitude to him.

The two started out of the minibus to see the camping area.

“It was cold... Huuhhh...” Ajeng rubbed his hands. He looked at the area around him.

Around the area there is a board that says ‘WELCOME TO THE TOP OF MOUNT PRAU 2590 MDPL’. There is also a small house in front of which there is a hanging banner that says ‘Lent Tenda’.

“Jeng, it seems that in the tent rental place there is also selling food. We are there!” Bring Bimo.

The man's hand immediately grabbed Ajeng's hand and clasped tightly. Very cold and a little shaking. Bimo increasingly pulled the hand so that Ajeng continued to be close to him. Bimo guessed it seemed that Ajeng was not used to the air temperature in the mountainous area.

“Before have you ever stayed in the mountains, Jeng?” bimo asked as they walked. Bimo looked at Ajeng's face intensely. The woman's lips shivered a little. “Any cold huh?” bimo asked by rubbing Ajeng's hand.

“Iya is so cold. I have never been to a place like this before. But not pa pa kok. Later if you have eaten will definitely not feel cold,” replied Ajeng.

He knew Bimo's hand kept on*********** his hand, but because of the cold temperature in the room, he felt nothing.

After arriving at the tent rental cottage, Bimo chose to buy a rented tent. He thought he would need the tent again. In addition, the quality of the items he chose also still looked good.

“Bim... Have you got the tent?” ask Ajeng.

“Udah. Have you ordered food?” bimo asked back to look at the plastic bag that Ajeng was carrying.

“Buy what is it?”

“Si dad who has a stall says only sell instant noodles. But this afternoon you ate instant noodles. Cook for instant noodles again. So I bought this. Vegetables, chicken, seasoning the same oil. In the minibus I have rice. So we can make rice. If you can't eat rice, I've bought potatoes to make french fries or mashed potatoes. Don't you eat potluck?”

Bimo was actually very happy if Ajeng wanted to cook for him.

“Yeah! Sure do. That's even better. Mama if she knows this, she will definitely think really if you're my girlfriend.” Bimo's speech made Ajeng misbehave.

“Ish! You're here.We're getting on the bus. Fuckin' cold. I'm not strong,” timpal Ajeng. He immediately ran towards the minibus first.

Finally that night Ajeng cooked rice, fried chicken, sauteed vegetables and made fries. While Ajeng was cooking, Bimo set up his tent.

Bimo himself deliberately visited Mount Prau area in Dieng Wonosobo to see the golden sunrise (sunrise) at that place. Because according to the information he got, the area is one of the places that presents the best sunrise views in Indonesia.  

“Ajeng... Humm.. Looks tastey (looks good),” praise Bimo.

The cuisine was neatly arranged on the dining table. Ajeng was quite was was to hear Bimo's next comment. As long as he does not work, Ajeng actually studied more in the Idam mas workshop. Washing cars, motorcycles and patching leaky tires. Not learning to cook with your mom at home.

“Mari Bim please tipped..” pinta Ajeng.

According to the taste of his tongue, his cooking was fitting. But do not know also with the tongue Bimo when taste the cuisine.

Kriyuk…

“Em. But a little salty..” Ajeng smiled in relief. Fortunately, it was just a little salty. Bimo's hands began to reach for the spoon and taste the mustard stir-fry vegetables. “...Enak.. But a bit salty too..”.

That's what Bimo thinks. The fried chicken was slightly salty in Bimo's opinion. But strangely Bimo spent what Ajeng cooked.

“Thank you Jeng made her dinner. You rest this out. Let me wash the dishes later,” said Bimo by opening his clothes.

“Cock washing disposable plate open t-shirt all?” ask Ajeng. He feels uncomfortable. The man in front of him was like showing off his athletic body.

“Yeah. I'm gonna take a shower first. After shower, I will wash dishes,” explained Bimo.

“No need, Bim. You take a shower. Let me wash the dishes. What would your mom say if her son washed the dishes. I'm in the same salary as your mama,” timpal Ajeng. He immediately stood up and headed for the wash basin.

Again Bimo was kind to Ajeng. He still helps Ajeng to wash the dishes.

After that, Bimo entered the bathroom and Ajeng chose to sleep. His body feels not fit. The cold air on Mount Prau felt piercing to the bones making him shiver. Moreover, the wasp sting still feels sore and pain in his body.

A while Bimo sat beside Ajeng. He accompanied Ajeng who he thought was sick due to the effects of bee stings. Sometimes Bimo also rubbed Ajeng's ears. Her ears were very cold, but Ajeng's forehead, cheeks and neck were quite hot.

Because of his worry, Bimo chose to call his personal doctor. He wanted to consult about Ajeng's condition. Because if people are in mountainous areas, they will usually experience cold, not heat. It must have been the bee sting this afternoon, Bimo thought.

“Hallo...” greet Bimo while he is outside the minibus. “Good night, doc. Sorry to interrupt nights.”

“Yeah Bim. No problem. Wh why? Is there any progress on your therapy?”

“That's it I don't know yet, doc. Em--” has not had time for Bimo to finish talking, the doctor's voice denied it.

“Hloh? How do you not know yet? Haven't you tried yet, Bim? You should try Bim with a partner, you. Because last check, the results of your medical record there is an increase again,” timpal doctor it.

“Hm... But the problem is I.. not ready yet, doc.”

“Why? Are you afraid that the results will not be positive?” the doctor asked that Bimo turn to the minibus. “You should try it, Bim. I know you are tired of this therapy. It has been 3 years you do this therapy, until your future wife used to leave you still have no results.” A few moments later they were silent on the phone.

“Dok, actually I called not to discuss the problem.”

“Then?”

“My friend was stung by bees in some parts of his body. But we are currently in the mountains. Hospitals or clinics are very far from here. So what kind of help can I do, Doc? I gave you pain medication. It was also compressed with warm water. But now his body is hot,” explained Bimo.

“Mm... Usually if it gets a fever, it could be that the sting is still stuck in his body. Did you see any black circles in the area that were stung?”

“I haven't seen, doc,” replied Bimo.

“Then you have to check it. The sting that is still attached must be removed immediately, because it is the poison. After that you can love aloe vera to treat inflammation,” explained the doctor.

“Good, doc. Thanks info.”

“No problem, Bim. May your friend get well soon.”

After he finished talking to the doctor, Bimo's eyes began to look at the surrounding area with a flashlight from his cellphone. Incidentally in front of the minibus parked there are aloe vera plants. Bimo took some aloe vera sticks to be brought into the minibus.

Bimo was quite clumsy when he saw Ajeng's face. He was reminded of the incident this afternoon when he saw the glass of a sponge that showed the curves of Ajeng's body.

“Ajeng...” Bimo wiggling Ajeng's arm. Several times he called but there was no word. “Ajeng... Can you wake up please. Ajeng... Wake up (Wake up)” Bimo rubbed Ajeng's cheeks with both hands.

“Hm? Bim?” His eyes began to open. It is quite red, it could be due to sleepiness.

Bimo began to explain what the doctor had told him. That explanation makes perfect sense, Ajeng said. But that's a problem right now…

“So how do we get rid of that sting? My hands can not reach the back for a sting,” said Ajeng.

“I'll help you put a sting on your back. Don't misunderstand me. That's a doctor's advice. I don't want your body constantly feverish,” explained Bimo rubbed Ajeng's arm.

“But... The sting is not just there, Bim... There is the same side under—Em... payud4r4 I also.” Swipe the affected area.

Bimo glared for a few seconds looking into Ajeng's eyes. He thought only the back of the back, it turned out that the sting was in other areas as well.

“So... How good do you want you?” ask Bimo. He could not force Ajeng if Ajeng did not want to.

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People who have the same stalls where the tent rentals are also guys…

So how good is it…?

Seriate…

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