The Heart You Injured
Chapter 98. Therapeutics

"Mom, I'll just go home, Mom. I got the wrong address!"

Erlan's body cringed as her arms were pulled by Erot's mother, forcing him to enter the therapy room. The current situation is very horror. Erlan could not imagine what it would be like if the carpentry tools were to bulldoze the sparrows.

"Wrong address how's Cu? You want to turn your sparrow into an eagle, right? This is the right place" said mak Erot explained. Even his hand did not come off clutching Erlan's wrist.

"No, Mom, I was wrong. This place I came to is not a specialist for small birds but a carpentry expert. Look what Mak brought it!" Erlan.

Mak Erot glanced at the carpentry tool he had placed on the table. The twilight-aged woman became chuckled for a moment.

"Mahaha ... So you think I'm gonna use these tools to treat Cu? You're wrong about Cu!"

Erlan's forehead frowned. "Misunderstood? Meaning how? Isn't that carpentry equipment you're going to use for my sparrow therapy?"

"Mahaha ... It's definitely not Cu. These carpentry tools want Mak to give to Mak's husband who is in the backyard. He was making a lacquer from Cu bamboo. Come with Mak, I'll show you!"

Mak Erot takes back the carpentry tools he put on the table and guides Erlan's body to her husband in the backyard. Erlan according to him. At once to ensure that Mak Erot has no intention to harm his sparrows.

"Look, Mak's husband is there, isn't he!" mak Erot said when arriving at the lip of the door that connects the inner area of the house with the backyard.

Erlan spread her gaze around and saw a man in his twilight years in the backyard. The man was seen standing while intensely looking at the towering trunk of bamboo trees.

"Oh my God, I think those carpentry tools are for my sparrows Mak" Erlan said in a slightly relieved tone.

Mak Erot chuckled for a moment. "Yes certainly not. Where could Mak have hurt that sparrow of yours. Aren't sparrows the only ammunition for you to find true love?"

Erlan. Erot's words are full of puzzles. This twilight-aged woman seemed to know about what she was going through.

"Mak Erot knows?"

"Haha hahaha ... What you don't know, Cu. The people who came here were all because of bird trouble. The difference is, they came with their respective partners to find a solution, while you came here after being dumped by your wife. It's like that, isn't it?"

Erlan was getting quieter. His lips were wide open to his surprise. It could mean Erot knows about him being betrayed by Jenica.

Mak Erot smiled knots while holding Erlan's arm. "There is no need for such astonishment. Now you go to the therapy room. Mak wants to deliver this carpentry tool to Mak's husband first."

Erlan just nodded her head. She stepped into the therapy room while Mak Erot approached her husband in the backyard.

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It was already dark when Erlan finished sparrow therapy at the place of Mak Erot. For six more hours Erlan's sparrows were massaged, massaged, covered with potent herbs typical of mak Erot to make perfect results. Although there was no physical activity, Erlan looked so exhausted. It was all visible from the sweat drops flooding his face.

"This is seriously over, Mom? I mean, only once did I come here? And there's no need to come here again?"

Erlan was astonished. Usually, people who come for therapy not only once but also many times to show results. But somehow when he who therapy mak Erot only ask for it once. This all really feels so weird.

"Cu Seriously ... You came here enough. Mak sure, tomorrow morning your sparrows have turned into eagle. Believe the same Mak!"

"But how can it be different from other Mak patients?"

"Yes different because what happened to you is a different case," replied Mak Erot who actually made Erlan frown.

"How do you mean Mak?"

Mak Erot just chuckles softly. "Your dimples will be maximized if you meet your true love. And I think you'll see him soon."

"J-so, you mean, my sparrows are small because yesterday I married someone who is not my true love? And it'll all show a different response when I'm married to my true love?"

"Yes Cu, it's like that!"

"But Mak, how can I know that woman is my true love? Should I have an adventure first?"

"Mahaha ... It doesn't need to be that way, Cu. You'll know who your true love is after you've met him in a dream."

"Mac, please! I really don't understand. Please explain something simpler, Mom!"

Mak Erot smiled meaningfully. "Night he will come in your dreams!"

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