
Endra laughed a little. Patted the child's blanket outside and he didn't react.
"The tongue's a little white, yeah. It needs to be cleaned, fearing it will be mushrooms. It could also be a fever because of it. It's hot, too, so it's got a little air. A little, don't be fanned. There is a little air. The red will subside, God willing."
"But how come he doesn't cry, A?" ask the mother of the baby.
Endra turned to Gista knowing she was curious as well.
"Crying is not crying children are not always a matter of pain, well. Basically, it goes into character—including if there are other indications. This is his son Teh Gina most likely his son's plegmatic. His disposition is calm. So if you pee, if—maaf—pop, there are not many voices. Diem even. Same with the other types."
Gista blinked in surprise. He who is quite familiar with psychology alone does not know it.
"Sure the character from there?"
"From its shape is still plain water, Tea. If the children who are slightly wet immediately cry it is usually melancholy. I'm like a teteh, nih."
Gista glares. "My shell?"
"Yes. Must have been a little trickle peed a little cry. His character is so. Baperan."
"Endra!"
The child in the bed gasped a little, like being shocked to hear Gista's voice even though it wasn't too high.
Amazingly, the boy just squirms, then speaks a thousand languages.
Endra patted the boy again. "Rarely crying child plegmatis, mah. His character is peaceful. Pasrahan. So no pa-pa. There is no abnormality if you do not cry often. Don't be forced. Later real crying, hard alone loh nenanginnya."
After talking, Endra asked permission to consult his midwife. Only after being given permission, Endra helped clean the baby's tongue as well as exemplifying to his mother that he could do independently.
After doing so, Endra again held the baby boy, looking very enjoying even though the baby was not able to respond.
Gista also wanted to carry, but was so afraid that he only slightly touched his cheek, seeing Endra carrying until the severe redness on the child's face subsided.
I think he's really hot.
They were offered to eat and drink something first, sit down first before going home. There was also A Zaka there. But Gista can not, because the smell of food from inside the thick smell. So Endra immediately went home, accompanied by cie-ciean.
"Buruan yah, A, got gini."
"Aamiin's." Endra answered. "Doain is ahead."
Instead of feeling guilty, Endra laughed.
"The front has also well, Tea?" endra said when they had left the residence.
"It's not yet!"
"It's gonna be a couple of months to get married, Tea."
Gista felt his face suddenly hot. Indeed Aa Doctor could have made a baper. "Who said?"
"Yes, I said, Tea, my temen time."
"Why don't I want to?"
"The bad news."
"Wh, why?"
"Soalya Teteh not grateful, already loved one who like I still find another. I love that."
It turns out he can really jail if he has the intention.
Gista only repeatedly pinched and hit him, while Endra continued to laugh.
"What are you not afraid of is a child? You're also studying pediatric medicine?"
Endra looked straight over, even if only briefly. "I used to have a real senior—dosen, pediatrician. I used to go to his clinic a lot, so I was taught some too. Not much, Tea. I'm scared too."
"Ohya?"
"Yes. Don't know, dad? The man is more strict if he has been squirming the baby or the mother wants to mingelahirin. Want to hang it. Yesterday I was asked to dampingin Gina Tea, I raised my hand. Don't dare to dampingin until giving birth."
Gista did not know why his mouth even immediately said, "You mean, you're dampingin?"
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