Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 63

...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 63...

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Then the two medical personnel continued to talk about their work schedules and programs during their stint at the Health Center. Persevering, Hanan followed the instructions and looked at every explanation given by Mr. Mantri, the figure of the old man who already looked frail.

Increasingly crawling during the day, one by one the residents who want to seek treatment began to arrive. They seemed enthusiastic when they found out there was a new young doctor and served there. So not a few also invite to talk about the figure of the late Juragan Juanda first.

"In fact, we also absolutely no one knows, if Juragan Juanda has long died, Doctor Son," said one resident on the sidelines of an examination by Hanan. "To his knowledge after a long time, Juragan Juanda was never again seen going to the plantation. I see, Doctor Son."

Hanan could only smile bitterly, enduring the sadness of the attention of the surrounding citizens who were so great towards his late father.

"Thank God, now there's even a replacement for him. Doctor son himself, can return close to the community," added they enough to make the young child's heart entertained for a moment.

At that moment, Mang Dirman suddenly appeared from the doorway of the examination room.

"What's up, Mang?" hanan asked a little surprised to see the look on the old man's face. 

Mang Dirman said softly, "There's Miss Roos coming, Den."

'Miss Roos?' saturate the young while frowning. 'What did Miss Roos come to this place?'

The citizens who were being examined hurriedly asked Hanan to immediately complete his inspection task. "Hurry up, Doctor. I want to hurry home," he said in a frightened tone.

"Loh, why? This is a moment, I want to prepare the medicine first," Hanan said astonishedly.

"Later on, Doctor. I took it at the Doctor's house only," he said back in shock. "There's a Dutch woman coming, right?" tanyanya after hearing Mang Dirman's words earlier.

"Yes. That's Miss Roos. Why should I rush? Don't be afraid."

"I'm just worried about his father, Doctor. Not his son."

Hanan was getting more astonished and could not hold back the citizens. He immediately rushed out of the room and went through the back direction.

'What's with the people? Is that as scary as Miss Roos to them?' ask yourself a question of confusion.

Not long after, the waiting room that was previously crowded with the sound of citizen chatter, suddenly silent, followed by the sound of shoe steps heard roaring in every step trail.

"Hi, good morning, Doctor Hanan," Roosje said as soon as his figure appeared on the doorstep of the examination hall. 

"Ah, Miss Roos!" haanan pretended to be surprised and only realized the arrival of the Caucasian girl. "It's an honor, Miss can come to this place."

Roosje gave a smile, then began to enter just like approaching Hanan. 

Tukas Roosje quickly, "Ah, there's no need for you people to get out of this room, Doctor Hanan. Because, I was the one who asked that old Mantri to take over Doctor Hanan's duties for a while."

Hanan choked for a moment. "Oh .. That's it, huh?" he said think for some time. "Uummhhh, fine then. Miss can sit in this seat of mine or—"

Again, the only child of Mr. Guus cut off Hanan's speech. "No need, Doctor Hanan. Let me just sit here" he said, choosing a wooden chair that had been seen in front of Hanan's desk. "You people keep sitting in your work place."

Unceasingly Roosje looked at Hanan's face and appearance that looked neat and charming. Highlighting the girl's eyes was like admiring the figure of the man who some time before, had managed to steal her attention.

"Uummhhh, what can I do for you, Miss Roos?" tanya Hanan felt a bit angry at Roosje from the beginning. "I'm sorry, if the condition of this room is so simple and I haven't prepared it to welcome you."

Once again the girl simply commented a wry smile. The reply was then after looking around the room, "It's okay, Hanan. Instead, I want to hear from you people, maybe so that the room ... or if necessary this building is repaired so that it can look more comfortable. So that you people can work better."

"Ah, no need, Miss. In this way, we are very grateful," said Hanan. "Only, maybe the windows and doors need to be replaced. You see, there's a lot that's rotten."

"Oh, about that? Well, I'll get that over to Papa as soon as possible," Roosje' timpal seemed excited. 

Actually Hanan felt a bit unwell, because there were still many citizens waiting outside, waiting in line to be served. But asking Roosje to come out, of course, is not an easy matter. The most anticipated thing, none other than hoping for self-awareness from the woman. I don't know until when, because he even invited the man to talk.

Until finally Hanan took the initiative to pause the meeting of the two of them. " … How about after noon work, we resume this conversation, Miss?" the man had unwittingly given a promise.

"Oh, are you the one who invited me to lunch together, Hanan?" Roosje's face suddenly cheered up. 

"Uummhhhh, i-iya. Eh? Duh, how's this?" hanan said wrong.

"Aahhh, of course. I'm very happy to accept your invitation, Hanan," Roosje finally said. "Well, then .. that person Ki Praja will pick you up later. We all had lunch at home. Papa will be very pleased with your arrival, Hanan."

"Eh, Miss Roos, I mean …."

"See you later, Hanan," said Roosje hurriedly getting out of his seat and getting ready to leave. "I'm waiting for you guys at home, heh."

"Miss Roos!" call Hanan to explain what he meant earlier. But Roosje heeded it as it passed from inside the examination room.

'Aahh .. yes, Allah ... why is it like this? I mean that was .. ah, that's it! I'd better get back to work" said the young man as he sat back in the chair and continued his duties.

Not long after Roosje returned home, Mang Dirman returned to meet Hanan, about to say goodbye.

"Later in the afternoon, Mamang will not have to pick me up" Hanan told the old man. "I have a little business first."

"Well, who does Aden go home with?" asked Mang Dirman astonished.

"That order let me think about it later," Hanan replied worriedly. "Now, Mamang just go home first. Who knows, the house people are in need of Mamang's help."

With a heavy heart and a wondering mind, Mang Dirman finally complied. Home alone left his employer's son on duty on the first day of work at the Health Hall. 

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