
Zoya and Ibu Sri are cooking together, they are both like Mother and biological children only. They are both very compact doing anything.
"Mom, I too if being played with Mommy likes to do this with Mommy. Even Mommy has taught cooking a lot. Mommy said, as well as the position of a wife outside the house. If in the house remains a housewife in general" said Zoya while sauteing vegetables with very agile.
"Well, Neng Zoya is already good at cooking. So are you ready to be a wife?" mother Sri's Goda on Zoya.
"Ah, I could have. I'm not nothing with Mom yet. In fact, I have a lot to learn from Mother" Zoya told Ms. Sri while lifting the pan on the stove.
"It's ready mom. Anything else to cook?" ask Zoya when Mother Sri is preparing chili to make sambal.
"It is not necessary. This is just to make sambal, so using Zoya does not need to patch as well. Let Mother make it" said Ibu Sri to Zoya when Zoya had taken a yawl and also torn.
While outside the kitchen the Dharma is looking at the interaction between the two. Dharma is very happy because his mother has friends to chat and also cook together. Since her sisters went far away from them. His mother looked sad, and was not excited. But since the arrival of Zoya makes the atmosphere of the house also more crowded and looks hiadup.
Dharma is thinking again. What if he's been to town for work? Surely Mother and Father will be more lonely at home, because they only live alone.
"What should I do. If I go, I'm sure Mom and Dad will be sad, but I also want to work too. Do not want to always bother Mom and Dad" murmured Dharma who is in a dilemma of what decision he will take.
"Why son" said Mr. Kimin to his son who just kept silent to see the two people who were cooking.
"No sir, I'm just confused. If I had to work in the city, you'd be alone at home. But if you come with me to the city, will you sir?" ask Dharma to his Father.
"If you prefer here, son. You don't want to be in the city, there won't be a job. I'll be bored later. But if you and Mom want to meet, surely Father and Mother will be in the city to meet you" said Mr. Dikampungnya do not want to go.
The two of them talked until the two women of different ages approached by bringing some of the dishes they had just cooked together.
"Eat first sir, Dharma" said Zoya when she put food and also the plate they will use.
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Unlike Zoya who feels very happy in the midst of Mr. Kimin's family. Zayd was together with his majors friend was doing live practice.
"Loe why Zayd? It's so pale in the face" asked a man Zayd's practice friend.
"Me, I'm fine" Zayd replied nervously.
Actually he was neutralizing his fear of blood. Although it was not real blood, but still it made her become agitated and her eyes were already twitching.
"What are you doing!" zia shouted at Zayd who was already very scared of blood.
"I'll practice brother. Brother why are you here?" zayd replied and also asked Zia.
"I know if you can't do this. Let's go now, or you'll pass out here!" threaten Zia to Zayd.
And inevitably Zayd followed the footsteps of Zia who had already pulled her hand to get away from the peraktek room.
"Why are you forcing yourself to do blood-related activities?" zia asked Zayd who was sitting and drank the ari he gave.
"I must be able to fight my fear, brother. If I keep going, how am I going to be a doctor? I want to be a professional doctor" said Zayd who has neutralized his feelings as well as his breath that is slightly choked.
"Yes my sister knows that. But look at your face, you are so scared and also have trouble breathing open? If you force it, not just faint. Probably also. Wus" said Zia while shaking her hand as if saying Zayd will pass.
"Ih, amit-amit brother. Serem really talked about it" said Zayd who saw his sister who casually laughed at her who was already scared.
The two of them even laughed together while the practice lesson was going on. They don't even do it.
"Sister, what if I come to the hospital for ironing so I can get rid of my fear. I want to heal" Zayd said seriously.
"Yes, come on" replied Zia, who pulled her sister's hand again.
"So what do you want Young Master?" ask the middle-aged doctor to Zayd.
"I want to forget my fear of Doc's blood. I don't want to be constantly afraid of seeing blood" Zayd told the doctor.
"Alright Young Master, I will do as you wish. But before her I want to remind if later after doing hypnotherapy you will be yourself, but something will change in him you later. Do you agree Young Master?" ask the doctor.
"I agree, as long as I can recover doc. But is it just one hypnotherapy or several times?" ask Zayd to the doctor.
"There will be several times Young Master, this is the first stage and will adapt first before doing the next treatment. It may take a long time" the doctor replied.
"How long's the doc?" asked Zayd again enthusiastically.
"It will probably take 2 to 3 months Young Master. Because what you are suffering from is congenital, and this may be due to certain factors that cause you to be afraid of blood" the doctor explained.
"What will his therapy sessions be each day as well? Or maybe once a week or maybe once a week?" asked Zayd to know more about his illness.
"It can be done every day Young Master. Because if you do it every day, it will be faster recovery. What else is the spirit of the Young Master who wants to heal soon. It will certainly be faster, the important thing is to be optimistic" explained his doctor again.
"alright. I accept it, and I will come here every day for treatment" Zayd replied with his zeal.
"Did the Master and Madam already know her Young Master? I do not want if there will be problems during the recovery period of Young Master, and also the support of the family will further accelerate healing as well" asked the doctor who was checking Zayd's condition meseloruall.
"Back from here I'll tell Mommy and Daddy, because they'll be happy if I'm healed" Zayd replied in his spirit
"Alright Young Master, everything is done. Tomorrow you can come again to undergo the next stage" said the doctor who has given the examination for Zayd.
"Thank you dolater. Tomorrow I'll come here like this, along with my brother. But, if I'm with Mommy and Daddy, is it okay?" zayd asked his doctor.
"By Young Master, why not. If they were here they would know what the process was like" replied his doctor.
"Thank you doctor, we'll excuse you" Zia said as she pulled her sister's hand again.
"Sister, why the hell do I tinker so much like this? Sick tofu" grumbled Zayd who was rubbing his wrists that felt sore.
"You're the one who bleached. Many nanya anyway, you think his doctor does not bother what horrified your babbling that is not quality. You suck!" said Zia scolding her youngest sister who really likes to talk.
"Ih, the big brother. Look at my hand, sick tofu!" zayd said with his lips irritated.
"Whatever" said Zia leaving Zayd who was still grumbling and chasing Zia's faster pace.
"Why is my brother angry?" zayd asked Zia who was silent.
"Silver is not angry, just upset" Zia replied tightly.
"Just like sister" said Zayd who was already beside Zia who walked fast.
"Whatever" said Zia again and entered his car and immediately gas.
Zia forgot Zayd who was chasing after her while running after her brother's car which was getting away. Although he is good at running, if his opponent is a car. Then he will lose too.
Zayd was bored because he ran after the car, he stopped at the side of the road and sat on the sidewalk not far from the road.
Suddenly there was a used drink can floating right in his head and...
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