SURVIVORS
Chaptre 334. Sick Widuri
That afternoon, Dean, assisted by Indra to build a wooden stilt house. They make it simple. Bottom for service area. The upper part to sleep and rest.
The wood that had been obtained from the edge of the pond, was insufficient. Dean and Indra search for wood from the dense forest that covers the entire outer part of this small world. They cut down several trees that grew close together. Then transport all the pieces of wood towards the pool.
Elsewhere, Sunil was cleaning up the mutton that had been cut into pieces. While Robert was still skinning a cow that looked malnourished.
The women were busy tying the meat with rope. It should be immediately preserved by fumigation. Dean has prepared the place.
While Chandra's doctor flies around, to check the whole place. No one saw what he was doing while walking around.
They were gathered at dinner.
"Aahh .. This is the best satay I've ever eaten." Indra was very satisfied with tonight's meal.
"Lebayy ... Just tell me that you've missed eating meat," ledek Sunil.
"That's also one of the reasons" Indra replied calmly.
"What are we going to do tomorrow?" ask Robert.
"Getting that wild-growing wheat. Then plant it again to grow regularly" Dean said quickly.
"Hahahaha .. You're a good fit as a farmer, Dean. Know exactly how." Sunil patted Dean's shoulder proudly.
"A used to. Hehehe," chuckle Dean feels funny. On the other hand, Dr. Chandra smiled as he was grumpy.
But the keasikan they were then disturbed by the sound of lightning and soon fell spatter.
"We better get some rest. There's a lot to do tomorrow" Robert asked.
It was a lovely night in that beautiful little world. Cold air snuck in from the cracks of the wooden walls. Bringing those tired bodies into the dream world.
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The birds sounds are very crowded. Faced with the rumbling sound of water falling into the pool from a height of thirty meters. Very beautiful waterfall.
"Why does it feel to wake up, huh?" whiskey Widuri.
"Then go to sleep again" said Dean. He gently embraced his wife's body.
The goal heard the voice of jokes and the cry of Niken who argued with Indra. The atmosphere is getting crowded. Widuri smiled as she closed her eyes.
"You know Dean? I think staying here is good too. What else if for example Niken and Indra also want to stay here. Our children can marry their children. This place will be crowded," Widuri smiled imagining it.
Dean's stunned. Twice, Widuri said this. "Did he really not want to go home again?" inner Dean.
He's at war with himself, now. Does he still want to come back? What about the Ruler? Who will look after him later, if he and Indra decide to stay here?
"My stomach's hungry. Let's go down," take Widuri who can't sleep anymore.
"Hem." Dean smiled and let go of his embrace.
"You guys up?" marianne from the kitchen.
"Yes. I don't know why I feel so lazy to wake up. I think the atmosphere here makes me comfortable, like at home," replied Niken smiling.
"Good then." Marianne smiled broadly.
"I wash my face first!" Widuri walked towards the bathroom. Dean followed, as he would take turns to the bathroom.
From the kitchen, Marianne heard the strange sound of Widuri wanting to vomit. He smiled happily.
"Are you okay?" ask Dean to worry. But Widuri did not answer.
"Honey .. open the door," called Dean again, as Widuri was still vomiting in the bathroom.
"Sepent ...." Widuri's voice sounded soft. Before long he opened the door with a deathly pale face. "Nr ...."
"Babies!" Dean grabbed the body of his wife who had fallen helplessly. He immediately carried her upstairs.
"Doctor, Widuri's sick!" panicked shouting.
Everyone ran around hearing Dean scream. Doctor Chandra asks them to give Widuri personal space. So the others waited in the corner of the room, watching Dr. Chandra.
"When did you last menstruate?" ask Chandra's doctor when checking Widuri's pulse.
"Hmmm ...." Widuri thought for quite a while. He never felt the need to remember it. "I forgot. Maybe a month ago or .. I don't know," replied Widuri unsure.
"Last been in touch with Dean, when?" ask Dr. Chandra again.
"I am, Doctor. My question is to diagnose your condition. We don't have a testpack to convince" said Chandra gently.
"Did according to doctor—" Widuri could not continue his words.
"It's too early to be sure. Especially since we don't know when's the last time—"
"So, how?" cut Widuri. impatiently.
"We'll wait another two weeks for a follow-up. But, you should start being careful from now on!" doctor Chandra.
"All right, Doc." Widuri. There was a happy smile on his pale face.
"No longer work too hard, do not jump or run. Young pregnancy is very dangerous!" doctor Chandra.
Again, "And you must eat, even if you are nauseous. Drinking ginger water can reduce nausea ...."
Widuri listened to all of Chandra's doctor's messages carefully. His heart was stirring up an immeasurable sense of happiness.
"Dok, please .. don't say anything to Dean. I want to make sure first. I don't want her to be disappointed" said Widuri before Chandra's doctor left.
Doctor Chandra frowned in surprise. "But he just has to know, in order to help you," said Dr. Chandra disagreed.
"Let's just say I'm exhausted and catch a cold. Just two more weeks .. He'll know it's the end." Widuri was determined to hide this until there was certainty.
"alright. It's a decision you've chosen. I'm not gonna interfere."
Doctor Chandra got up and headed to where Dean and the others were waiting impatiently. Widuri could see the tense faces in the corner of the room returning to relief after hearing Dr. Chandra's explanation.
Dean came to him. "Quiet, it's okay. I'll make you a ginger drink to make your body warmer. Just rest up."
"Babies!" greet Niken from a distance. You rest. Let me and Marianne prepare some delicious porridge for you!" his yell.
"OKAY. Thank you Niken." Widuri waved her hands seeing her friends descending the stairs to the ground floor.
"You okay if I leave for a minute?" dean asked with a smile.
"Prepare wedhang ginger special for you." Dean's face continued to comment on the smile, covering up his anxiety at the weak and pale Widuri.
Widuri laughed a little. " Go. Bring me a bouquet of wildflowers. Maybe I can be a little happy to see the beautiful flowers," pinta Widuri spoiled.
"Ready, madam!"
Dean kissed Widuri on the forehead and left. Dean walked away carefully. His mind feels full. He was very worried about Widuri's health. But there's no Hospital here, which makes Dean unable to provide the best health care for his wife. And it hurt his own heart.
Once below, Dean asks Marianne for ginger and other herbs. Marianne taught Dean how to make good ginger tea.
"I want to pick wildflowers first for Widuri. Can you wait for this ginger water to boil?" dean asked Marianne.
"Go away. Don't worry," said Marianne kindly.
"Thank you."
Dean quickly walked out of the house. He went around the entire area, and plucked every wildflower he encountered.
He had gathered quite a number of colorful wildflowers in his hands. Dean tied him up into a simple bouquet. He saw his work that morning.
"It's so beautiful. Hopefully it can be a mood booster," he hoped in his heart.
Dean immediately flew back towards the stilt house near the waterfall. But then he stopped in front of the foot of the hill. The cave door on the hill wall.
"Isn't that supposed to be high up? Why are there hills and vegetable gardens now?" thought surprised. He flew around a small hill that suddenly appeared under the cave door.
Dean observed the wheat plants growing wild. "That's still the same," he murmured. But he felt that something had changed since he flew in search of the flower earlier.
Dean turned around and looked around. He flew slowly around the small hill that became the center of the place. Near the waterfall, his forehead shriveled.
"Isn't yesterday the meadow was overcrowded? Why does it look so loose now? Did Sunil and Robert cut dozens of cows and sheep yesterday?" dean thinks he can't believe it.
He'll be back home soon.
"Dean, wedhang ginger is ready. Deliver immediately!" marianne.
"Ahh, yes. I'll take it."
Dean cursed himself for almost forgetting the sick Widuri.
He brought a tray of ginger tea and porridge for Widuri. And a beautiful wildflower.
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