SANTRIKU STREET
part 17 DRAMATISIR AT PUSKESMAS
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Arriving at the terrace, which is beside Puskesmas. Heru quickly opened the rice bucket, giving Nasrul's mother, which was the size of an adult calf.
"The rice should not be scrambled!, later it will not run out" said Nawir while opening the plastic side dish.
"Yes, ready sir." replied Heru while cutting the lead into two parts.
Once the lead is divided. Nawir poured an omelet on it. Without a second thought, the three of us began to enjoy the food, which was very delicious, especially after traveling long distances, like this morning.
The first part of the lead piece, it's over, because it still feels not kendang kertut. The three of us began to eat the rest of the part and greedily the rest was exhausted as well, so that the bucket was the size of a calf, leaving only the wrapping leaves.
"Gil4. we eat really maruk" said Heru while chugging the drinking water in his hands.
"Whoa. We are maruk really, yesterday was just a time to chew, rice. The two liters we brush out" answered Nawir reminded of the incident two days ago, when the sewage at Nawir's house.
"Yes. if you eat well like this, like to forget to stop" he said, while stroking the stomach that feels grand.
"the hell!" said Heru, while raising the corner of his lips, feeling funny considering the behavior of the three of us.
After eating, we returned to the Puskesmas room to accompany Nasrul who was sick.
"Udah eat it" asked Nasrul's mother as she stared at the three of us coming.
"Already, Mom. But the rice is over we ate" answered Heru while looking down embarrassed.
"It's okay, thanks if it runs out, mah. the important thing is not to be thrown away" replied Nasrul's mother plastered a smile on her lips.
"No, if it wasn't banned. Heru wants to stick with the leaves" Timpal Nawir, making Heru pursed lips.
Nasrul's mother, just shaking her head, saw the hilarious behavior of her son's friends.
"When Nasrul can go home" I asked after stopping the laughter.
"The nurse said, God willing, tomorrow. He was able to go home, after his wound was checked back by a doctor. Because this kind of wound can be continued with street medicine" replied Nasrul's mother, staring at her son, then she gently rubbed Nasrul's head.
"Alhamdulillah, then, may Nasrul recover quickly and go back to school" I said, staring at Nasrul, sad to see his condition.
"Yes, if you want to talk, I live first, want to buy a snack for you to eat here" said Nasrul's mother, standing up from her seat, then go pass out of the Puskesmas room.
"Your mother, very kind, well. Rul" I said as I approached Nasrul.
"Well, I am, an only child, if it is not good with me, they want to be good with whom." replied Nasrul, smiling proudly, because he has a mother who loves him very much.
"Keep, your mother, you know.you're hurt like this, how's the reaction" asked Heru Yang curious.
"Yes, that's it. a little dramatic" Nasrul replied as he turned his face away.
"dramatisir how" followed Nawir full of curiosity.
"Nasrul, you. Don't go son!, if you go, whose mother is the same? Over Here! haung haung haung, said Mother, as she continued to hold my hand" explained Nasrul, while showing a mother, who was crying over her sick child.
Nasrul's jokes make the four of us laugh out loud, moreover. see Nasrul who showed when describing his mother crying.
"If, your father, how" asked Heru while holding his stomach was not strong enough to hold a laugh.
"You, too, know that the father, was tired.So, he didn't give too much expression, he just said. Why your injured leg is only One, why not both, imagine the father talking like that while showing his Poker Face face" Nasrul story makes the sound of our laughter increasingly jarring.
"You don't make a noise, this is a hospital, not a market" said one nurse, clogging her head in the doorway, keeping us all shut so as not to laugh.
"Yeah, you don't" I replied with a smile in response to his accusation.
That is, the behavior of young children, when. reprimanded by older people, then they will blame each other, do not want to be responsible, for what they do.
"I, Habis dhuhur went straight home, yes. Rul, You know, tomorrow morning I have to mop up the school" I said, staring at Nasrul.
"Well that's it" replied Nasrul, clenching his lips as if he didn't like it.
"Well, I'm so sorry, I'm confused about how else. If I don't love, cooperation.maybe.I would love to stay longer with you, here." said I, who felt bad to see the change in look on his face.
He just took a slow breath, then threw it away. "Well, it's okay, I understand, if you want to go home, be careful, yes!" pinta Nasrul while bowing her lethargic face.
"If you want to go home, do you want to nemenin Nasrul here." I asked, glancing at Heru and Nawir.
They just put their eyes together, as if discussing, using inner strength.
"Emang. if nginep, will not memgerepotin your family is full, You see we will not bring anything, just no money" asked Heru, who made a smile Nasrul lost, now. looks back etched on his lips.
Nasrul did not answer. He just shifted his body closer to the edge of the bed. making the three of us feel worried.
"Where to go, you don't move much first, let your wounds heal" I asked as I held her body so as not to continue her movement.
"Please take my bag" said Nasrul, pointing under the bed, because the Puskesmas here, does not have a small closet like in the hospital.
Quickly, I bowed my body, and took what Nasrul asked. Then hand the bag to him.
From inside the bag. Nasrul took out a small wallet, then he opened the wallet, showing a sheet of Rp10,000 that filled his wallet.Make, The three of us shook our heads not understanding what he meant.
"Udah see" asked Nasrul, shifting his body back to be in the middle of the bed.
"What do you mean, is Rul" Heru asked as he narrowed his forehead.
"If you guys, here. don't be afraid not to eat, I can buy you guys, if my mother does the heart, so ignore you two" Nasrul explained while keeping his wallet under the pillow, he said that he could guarantee his best friend's life while he was here.
If for clothes, you can open a big plastic, there's all my clothes, like our bodies are not all much different, so I think the clothes will suit you" nasrul continued while dividing his gaze towards the three of us.
"Wir.want you don't want to, we're here, Nemenin Nasrul" asked Heru, who already felt sure his life was here guaranteed.
"May, every once in a while, we sleep in the city, even if only at the health center." replied Nawir as he raised the corner of his lips.
"Well, so dong. so I calmly leave it, if you two want to accompany him here" I said showing a radiant face.
"Thank you, yes, for the kindness of all of you" Nasrul said as he stretched his arms, like a person embracing.
The three of us, just staring at each other, were confused by Nasrul's behavior.
"Why, you dumbass" asked Nasrul, seeing his eyes watching the three of us.
"What do you want, Rul. kok you so" asked Heru who was still staring in wonder at him.
"Huuuuh, Masa, you don't understand. Come cuddle, let's be a little dramatic, let's look sad" Nasrul snorted, his mouth twitching.
"Oooooooh" replied the three of us, in unison, while scattering his arms around her.
"Well, well, well, I miss a lot of it, so you hug like this" asked Nasrul's new mother, carrying a large plastic bag, filled with snacks.