Protective Physician
I'm Rich!

Before returning to the boarding house, I took myself to the ATM in front of the supermarket to take some money. Initially only to pay for costs that have been waiting for three months. But looking at a sizeable nominal, ten times the salary, makes me feel like the richest man on earth. I got a little laugh in front of the money withdrawal machine.

All right, I'll take it for a one-year fee. Also for shopping. All this time I've always lived frugally, because of my salary, three-quarters for Fian. Assisting with tuition and family life. Even in the last ten days before payday only eat white rice and salt only. I want to enjoy life too. We never know how old this is. If it's really not long, at least I've tasted good food. Suddenly, the laughter that had been expanding instantly disappeared, turning into sadness.

"It's so sad to be me. You can have a lot of money but even get sick. Fiuff." I went straight out of the ATM, got into the supermarket while pushing a trolley.

Like the intention at the beginning, the trolley was filled to the brim. Not only buying soap, but also buying snacks that I like, drinks that I have never tried before, milk, fruits and meat, chicken and fish. I buy everything but there is still money, although once in a lifetime I also want to feel able to shop as much as possible without thinking long. After finishing shopping, I immediately went home on a rickshaw ride because I was innate a lot.

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"Hi Mas Abas!" I greeted with a familiar son Ma kos who was sitting casually on the front porch of his house. After putting groceries in the boarding house.

My kosan is indeed facing the owner's house, so if in and out can be supervised by the owner. That is why every beginning and end of the month I often get intercepted because Bu Yana can easily watch over him. However, even so Bu Yana is classified as a very good boarding mother, especially to me. Although he is classified as chatty but very understanding. Ms. Yana was most angry because she knew my money was used by Fian, if it was for her own sake, she usually understood. Just want next month not to be late anymore.

Ms. Yana is like a surrogate parent to us. I was often reminded not to be so pussy that I would give him my money. You also have to be smart to take care of yourself. Do not want to do anything before it is legal in the marriage bond. Of course, that advice means a lot considering that I have no parents

"Rissas? Duh, there. The spout's in!" the twenty-four-year-old boy chased me away with a hand gesture while glancing inside his house, worried that his mother might see me. He was afraid that I might get charged again. Mas Abas thought I didn't have money as usual.

As a child who likes to help his mother take care of expenses, Mas Abas did know that I was eager to pay for expenses for three months. Actually he offered me a loan several times to be separated from his mother, but I did not want to accept because it felt the same. Debt to Bu Yana or Mas Abas because they are one family. Abas's gold is his mother's money because Abas has not been able to get a job, he still asks for pocket money on Bu Yana.

"Mas ... Mommy is there?" my question, while approaching.

"There you go, Ris!" he's still trying to throw me out.

"But I ..." My speech was cut off.

"Bas, who is it?" bu Yana's voice from inside her house.

"Duhhh, my mother came. There go!" he was still trying to evict even though his mother first came. Looks right look face geregetannya mas Anas.

What Abas was afraid of finally happened, his mother came out and found me there. He felt he could not bear if his mother charged again. But now he can't help much because I always refuse his help. He was told to go quickly and get closer.

"Huh?" Mas Abbas was stunned.

"Well, it's finally paid off too. You just got a lot of sustenance Ris?, he said yesterday to pay next month."" asked Bu Yana.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, compensation for leave." I replied, after paying off the arrears for three months and expenses for the next year. Bu Yana and Mas Abas were shocked, feeling like a dream. I who usually diligently wait suddenly pay off for a long period of time. One year!

"You want a vacation?" ask Bu Yana again. "Oh yeah, yesterday Dance story, said you're sick? Then how's Ris now?"

"Alhamdulillah now the way of treatment, so the company gave me permission to leave for treatment. I also get compensation money for leave." I explained briefly.

"The leave can also be compensated, Ris?" Bu Yana is confused. "Yes already, hopefully quickly healed Ris. One more, don't waste it. The money is saved, don't be given to guys anymore. It's the Fian!" babble Bu Yana.

"Yes Ma'am, I will not break up Ms." I replied.

"Decided?" Bu Yana and Abbas looked at each other. "Right Ris you've broken up?"

"Yes" answered me again.

"Why? Eh sorry you know, mother is not kepo, but do you know your mother wants to marry, how to break up? What's the problem tho?" Bu Yana started investigating.

"Because I'm sick, ma'am." I replied, trying to be ordinary despite the pain. How not to hurt, it has been five years, but now everything is in vain, even though previously had agreed to get married

"The insolent is a man. Whether he has no feelings, Rissa's turn to be healthy he wants, after the illness was cut off. But he also has nothing good. It's just Rissa morotin!" Bu Yana nagged. "You're Ris, already know men don't have a future like that still want. You're beautiful, Ris. Hardworking too. Fine again. There must be a lot of people who want to be like you. I just want to be your in-law, Ris!" chirp Bu Yana, make mas Abas become misbehaved.

I grinned, not knowing what to answer. But at least this heart is relieved because financial problems are safe even though it does not work during the healing period.

Their conversation came to a halt, a teenager in a white-gray uniform standing before them. He is Juan, come to talk to me.

"Well, Ris, yesterday her brother, now his sister who came here. I hope not for your morotin anymore. Looks like they've kissed you again for Ris's money, so on come!" Sindir Bu Yana, before me and Juan passed to the boarding terrace to talk.