
Alan had already tried to electrocute ten fingertips of Sunil's hand. But there was no reaction. He's very upset.
"Wake up O, wake up! I've stimulated your fingers' nerves but you're not responding either."
He pulled the neck of Sunil's shirt and said furiously, "Do you want me to concentrate on your heart just waking up?"
Dean held back Alan's hand on Sunil's shirt.
"Are you crazy? Release!"
Michael calmed Alan down. The commotion sounded from outside. Everyone look there. The new Widuri stepped in to find out, Dean had dragged Alan out of the room. Both faces were very upset.
"What's going on?" Marianne asked worriedly.
"As usual, he messed up again."
Dean sat Alan on the bench.
Alan bowed listlessly. "I've been trying to stimulate his finger nerves. You knew? 10 Fingers, I've tried everything. But Sunil gave the slightest reaction."
Others take a long breath. They're aware of Alan's fall. Because they feel the same way.
Dean and Michael were sitting at the table. The women immediately served dinner. A hungry stomach can provoke emotions. So make Alan full first, then let him rest. The cottage will be quiet afterwards.
"Treating it can't heal right away. Often times the treatment technique must be repeated and the dose gradually increased." The old physician gave advice.
Yoshi nodded in agreement.
"Then when else could Uncle Sunil get nervous stimulation again?" tanyakanya.
"Do it 2 times a day. Morning try to stimulate the nerves of his fingers. Afternoon try to stimulate her toes. Try doing this for the next 3 days. Then we'll see the progress again." Obviously healer.
"Good healer. We'll pay attention to that." Dean's Law.
"You hear that? We must not despair" said Widuri to Alan, who chewed on food.
"Hmmm.. I'll try again tomorrow." Reply Alan with a full mouth.
Everyone was finally relieved to see Alan calm down. They enjoyed the dinner quietly.
While Marianne also feeds Sunil with meat and vegetable broth while not tired of inviting him to chat.
"All right, it's night. And we're full. I'll take the healer home." Yoshi.
Dean put a little money into the healer's hands. Refused though.
"I haven't done anything for your friend, but have received much generosity. This payment is not worth it."
"Yoshi, bring me here 3 days later to see your uncle's progress." The doctor told Yoshi.
"Yes, I'll remember it." Yoshi nodded in understanding.
"Thank you, for the help of the healer." Dean lowered his head slightly.
Yoshi prepared to leave and held the healer's hands together.
"Let me take you upstairs" said Dean.
Yoshi climbed slowly towards the height of the treetops while holding both hands of the old healer. Dean's following up.
"All right, uncle, get here. I'll deliver the healer now." Yoshi said when he was raised.
Blaaarrr.. Blaaarrr!
I heard a loud bang many times. It surprised Dean and Yoshi. They looked at the origin of the sound.
"That's it, right there." Yoshi Seru.
There was a flash of lightning and thunder in the right direction they were.
"There will be a big storm. Hopefully the impact doesn't get here." The old physician.
"Uncle's best not to go there again. The area is like that. The weather can suddenly change from sunny to stormy. So horrible! Yoshi said reminding.
Dean nodded. "Come home soon, your father will be worried." Dean said.
Yoshi nodded then darted away with the old healer. Dean was still observing the natural phenomena on the other side of the island. Then he came back down.
"Dean, did you hear the sound of a saddle?" Ask Nastiti.
"Yes, it looks like the saltwater beach area is going to have a storm tonight." Answer Dean.
"really? Maybe we should prepare ourselves too, if the impact gets here." Widuri.
"Yes, come on." Nastiti moves fast.
He immediately tidied up all the tableware that was still scattered on the table. Widuri helped her clean and arrange it in a large jars and close it tightly. It is done so that small objects do not fly easily when there is a strong wind blowing into their place.
Dean checked the roof support pole. He must be sure that it is strong enough.
"Where are Alan and Michael?" ask Dean. They're in for a rest." Widuri Sahut.
"Marianne?" Ask Dean again.
"Dean, Widuri, I'll rest first. And you guys don't keep going. Just make envy," said Nastiti from the bedroom door.
Widuri waved her hand, hinting that she heard Nastiti's words just now.
"Dean, don't you see Marianne's change?" Ask Widuri.
"Change how?" Dean doesn't understand.
"Since we freed him from the Duke and recovered his body, I don't think he's really okay."
"You think she's sick, but won't say it?" Guess Dean.
Widuri. " The body is weak, and easily tired. And sometimes I could see his face paled and then a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead. Like I'm holding back the pain."
Dean was concerned to hear it.
"Later when the healer comes again, we'll ask Marianne to be examined as well." Breakup Dean.
"Thank you Dean. You're very sensitive. It's not hard for anyone to explain anything, because you can immediately figure out the crux of the matter." Puji Widuri's.
"How can you praise me like that? Didn't you always fight with me?" Dean tried to get Widuri's heart.
"Huh. You don't start to make me angry when I'm being nice." Widuri's getting upset.
"Alright. all right. don't get upset again. I'm just kidding." Dean grabbed Widuri's body and carried her leaning against her chest that was fielded.
"Darling, what if we don't go back to Indonesia. Are you still gonna hang up my feelings?" Dean asked as he inhaled the woman's distinctive scent.
Widuri. Dean has a point. I don't know when they'll find their way home.
"Why are you being quiet?" Ask Dean.
"Aren't you the one who kept me quiet about your question?" Widuri pokes the friendly tip of Dean's nose that sticks out.
"Ah, if you don't answer. Its okay. Don't think too much. It's just, I want more than just to hug you. But I don't want to break your boundaries." Dean's words are honest.
"Give me some time to think about it..." Welcomed Dean's thirsty lips with affection.
A few moments later.
"That thunder voice has disappeared. Looks like the storm didn't get here. I'll check out that beach tomorrow. It might be a mess in there." Said Dean.
"alright. I'll rest first. See you in the morning." Widuri kissed Dean's cheek before leaving.
The night ended quietly in the cottage. But not on the saltwater beach. Plank pieces scattered on the surface of the water. Many bodies were tossed about in the vast sea. Those people are unconscious. If it wasn't for being on a plank, they might have sunk to the dark, cold bottom of the sea. The bodies were scattered here and there. Step away from each other.
*****