Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
11. Difficult to Explain

"I don't think Auntie is with you. Does anyone else see her nausea and they understand she's sick?"

Endra still has to respond to the anger of his mother's brother when he leaves Gista outside.

Tired but want to how else. His aunt was not a person with the breadth of science and knowledge to understand the meaning of 'sickness'.

"I told you, Auntie, she's a patient. No business with people's perceptions."

Why do we need to be confused with the word people? Says the Gista pregnant? A person who eats only bread and oranges one or two a day is so, if he is really pregnant, it means he is killing his own fetus.

But Endra's aunt doesn't understand. Keep reacting aggressively. "You're not a doctor, Dad, Gasen. Nolongin people same self-repotin itself is different!"

"And I told Aunt that I never asked to be a doctor. I have a science, I am a therapist in my life. That's it."

Endra tried hard not to reply harshly because he was tired. He took a breath, softening his attitude which might be too aggressive as well.

Nor does it explain.

"He's sick, Auntie. Be ill. Pain yang—"

"You tell him to go to the doctor when he's sick, not your burden!"

"She paid a fee at my house, Auntie. Please, dong. Auntie wants me to do something, anyway?"

"Later people thought you were the same as him!"

"It's a village of girls cemcemanku all. The one I helped all my girls with, was that it? Kan. By dong, Aunt. He did not ask for free food. No."

It seemed like it wanted to be explained however, the aunt still felt annoyed.

Endra only pretended not to understand, leaving the house after he took a number of required notes.

By accident when he came out, his aunt Yura had just come home. He looked at Endra, then at Gista who was curling his body there.

"Back off, Deck?" ask Endra.

Yura smiled faintly. "Yes, A. Stomach cramps so told to go home with the teacher."

"The moon, huh? Straight break. Hot water compress let's go."

"Yes, A."

Her cousin, Yura, has reverse uterine disease.

Or it may not be called a disease. It's a rare condition where the position of her uterus is not normal until every time she menstruates, she will be in excruciating pain.

There is no cure for it except surgery or pregnancy.

"Tea." Endra patted Gista on the shoulder to look up. "Relope. We go to my office. There's a couch."

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Endra's intention office turned out to be small houses where he could directly monitor his garden.

He had told me that the vast garden was the legacy of his parents. Then because he used to go to college in the city, that part was run by his uncle.

His uncle is good, if Gista sees. He had come to say hello, then apologized because his wife had thought Gista was pregnant with Endra's child.

He even heard the story of Gista with concern, looking very sorry for him when he knew he had not eaten except little by little bread and wry fruit for the last twenty days.

Even the husband of his mother's sister is more like Endra.

They chatted for a while, then the man said goodbye because he had to work.

After being left alone, Gista was silent for a moment. I realized that the phone signal was weak.

"Is the signal not good here?"

Endra turned his eyes away from the documents he saw. "Depends on the card, Tea. I'll get a card if I need one."

"No. No need to." Maybe he should stay away from others first. "What do I need to help?"

"Have a rest, Tea. No need to rush. My job is easy. This is a bacain, no."

Gista's parents were also traders, so he understood the papers were dizzy enough. It looks like paper, the contents could be debt, loss, and so on.

Because he did not want to be helped, Gista was silent.

Just pensive until suddenly the door opened. Gista was surprised to find a girl entering awkwardly.

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