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* Slice 85, Bright spot

The day changed, Dawn finally returned intensely exchanging news through the same HP Qeena. Dawn tau HP Qeena number from writing in front of the house to order bread. The busyness of Dawn that makes them unable to meet in the near future.

The next stage that Fajr lived was the Science of Child Health or the Children's Stase. This stase is no less draining patience and sanity. In other stages, usually conduct an examination of adult patients who can be invited to communicate, while with young children must prepare a course so that children want to be examined.

Dawn has been served in the children's ward with all types of diseases, the patient is not too much. If in the ward of children with diseases that require high care, the patient is super duper a lot. Fajar duty there until nyiapin five sachets and koyo coffee because tomorrow it must be pegel-pegel. It is difficult to lay down the body for the station.

The plan is at the child's station, it will take about ten weeks. From this stage Fajar gets lessons other than medical science, which is no mother who does not love her child. How the mother continues to be beside her child. Things he never saw bonding between Bu Fia and Rian.

A week ago, at about two in the morning, a child brought his mother came with acute diarrhea. The child is fussy, because it is feared that the child is dehydrated then infused and the plan will be treated. The name of the child will be infused already screaming even mute motion to refuse infused. It has been more than three times tried infused, but the nurse failed to get the right blood vessels, because it was getting weaker because the dehydration was finally given oral oralite (given by mouth), as well, his mother's face was very sad to see the condition of the child. Eventually the boy was given oralit, a little but often. After looking a little light, the nurse again put the infusion and thank God this time successfully.

Maybe for prospective male doctors like Dawn, a little troublesome fitting guard in the neonate room (newborn baby), which contains the results of the actions of men. If you keep here the task of calculating fluids, monitoring the general condition, weighing the baby's weight. Here also have to get used to the baby's pup and pee (although wear diapers) and crying. The dawn only realized that the task of the mother when the child was a baby was so heavy. In this room every three hours, the mothers of the babies are called to their nyuin. If it is already like this Dawn immediately went to the doctor's rest room because it could be dizzy to see the Mothers Who Adore the child.

Today Fajar also oversees patients with seizure cases. Clinical symptoms that appear to be seizures when body temperature rises. There was a six-day-old baby, when he entered the baby's room, Dawn was confused because the room was dark. Dawn checks the general condition with one of the nurses, the temperature is measured using a thermometer, suddenly the baby convulses, mouth cones, and cries. According to medical records from his specialist, the baby had seizures provoked by stimuli, which indicated the disease with the cool name tetanus neonatorum. It is somewhat sad that today there is still tetanus neonatorum. The baby was born assisted by a child shaman, the baby's puser was given leaves and all coins were not clear cleanliness. So there should be no little stimulation (can be light or motion) can a baby back spasms. The mother waited outside in the middle of crying, because she could not hug, caress and kiss the baby because she could not be stimulated afraid of the baby convulsing again.

When the condition was under control, Dawn came out, passed through the parents of the baby.

"Patience Ma, maybe this is a trial for us, we do not despair" said the husband.

"This is the time that Dad often said to Mother .." said Fajar in his heart.

Just about to walk to the cafeteria, there was a mother calling for him to see her son who was like a seizure, a seven-month-old child with a fever of three nine degrees, the whole body shaking and crying.

Because the mother panicked, Dawn also panicked. The doctor finally intervened to check. After the condition could be safely controlled, Dawn was called the room doctor.

"Don't panic like the patient's family, it's not a seizure, it's kind of like a drumming, it's not hard, there's no prisoners, there's crying, there's tears, only propyretic love to lower the temperature" explained the room doctor.

"Okay doc" replied Fajar.

"Look now the patient is silent, relaxed as if there was no problem, but it was exactly like a seizure. If you panic, everything will quickly collapse. It can not be different in seizures with child patients who are raging" the advice of the doctor of the room.

"Okay doc" replied Dawn again.

"That's how the seizures, coming uninvited away not delivered. Seizures are the clinical appearance of a disease. Sometimes between the theories in different books are the same clinical patients we meet in the field, so the more often interact with patients later will be the more forms of seizures we encounter" added the room doctor again.

"Yes doc" replied Fajar.

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For a week Qeena took the C package exam to complete her High School-level education. The last day of the exam, Damar invited him to eat at one of the fast food restaurants around Puncak.

Qeena had refused, but Damar begged for Qeena this time and would take his place on the bench outside, so he could look like the crowd.

After ordering, they enjoy the food that has been ordered.

"Qeena .. You can say you have graduated High School, do not know want to continue further education or not, but you want to ask for one thing to you. Seventeen years, right? have grown up for Brother to talk about this in adulthood" open Damar.

"What is it, brother?" ask Qeena.

"You must know how Big Brother feels about you, as you said. Brother hasn't turned on Qeena. Can you wait another two or three years? meanwhile we can be tied to the engagement first gapapa, later Brother said the same old man. Brother already has income from Edufarm and so the marketing Villa has Pakde Shaka" said Damar.

"Still the same sister, the answer is Qeena can not" continued Qeena.

"Because there is Dawn?" shoot Damar.

"Ga has something to do with Mas Dawn. But from Qeena it is not willing" said Qeena.

"Sometimes in life there's no need for excuses, right? rich love of a mother for her child .. There doesn't need to be a reason, right?" answer Qeena again.

"Have you tied up with someone?" ask Damar.

"It's almost late afternoon, it's time to go home, later Mom nyariin" Qeena.

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Mr. Dzul was at a seminar in his office, apparently next to him sat Mr. Deri, his father Damar. Before the seminar they started to talk lightly.

"Udah in Jakarta continues to be Mr. Dzul" opened Mr. Deri.

"Alhamdulillah Pak .. after the task in East Indonesia, next year Mr. Deri deh join menggerasain" joked Mr. Dzul.

"I am not as tall as my father. After all, you are an expert, so the consideration is right to put you there" said Mr. Deri again.

"Can you Mr. .. I hear you are now building Edufarm business huh?" ask Mr. Dzul.

"Yes Alhamdulillah .. to prepare for retirement, so I have my bangs actually, but because he's been mostly business so less focused there, so in take over the same me. Make my son's work training as well" said Mr. Deri.

"Which area sir?" ask Mr. Dzul.

"Ciloto Pak .. play sometime to Edufarmnya, there Villa also have my brother to make nginep. All nengokin Qeena" said Mr. Deri.

"Qeena?"asked Mr. Dzul to strengthen his hearing.

"Yes .. Qeena .. Mr. Dzul's brother right?" said Mr. Deri.

"Oh .. My adopted son" replied Mr. Dzul trying to relax, he did not want to look awkward which even made Mr. Deri suspicious and difficult to get information about Qeena.

"Pak Dzul knows Qeena moved there?" ask Mr. Deri who is suspicious about the change in the face of Mr. Dzul.

"Yes .. Yes I know, they decided to live independently. He said that if I keep bribing them so happy. Yes understand this mother and child are used to hard work, so they want to work for their lives" Mr. Dzul was forced to lie.

"Yes .. I also see Mother and Child is very shoulder to shoulder with the money. Though it is good to be the adopted son of Mr. Dzul, now even prefer to live in the village" praise Mr. Deri.

"For a long time they did not play at my house, yes my busyness too. At home there is also rarely a family, most of my workers only" Mr. Dzul tried to cover.

"Qeena's busy too rich sir. Now work at the Clinic continues to be a Homeschooling system school, not if there is a bread dish plus he helped at my nephew's house. If Nuha I see him more at home, he likes his hypothesis to relapse" said Mr. Deri.

"Oh yes sir .. may be shared loc for Edufarmnya. Same Villanya you can ask for contact so I can call there" Pinta Pak Dzul.

"Later I ask the child first" said Mr. Deri spirit.

Throughout the seminar, Mr. Dzul even thought of Qeena.

"Why can they live in Ciloto, even though they have no brothers there, how have they been all this time? But if Qeena homeschooling means there is a fee for school. Is it true that they have better economic conditions than before? Logically it can be, after all Qeena routinely send shopping vouchers every three months. Thank God that their lives are happy. Kaya must talk to Mas Dafi and Dawn, they must know the existence of Qeena. If we need to get him there, all family holidays. Kaya Mas Dafi is coming to Jakarta soon, there is another training. Pas really can be used as a holiday moment plus meeting Qeena" thought Mr. Dzul.

Mr. Dzul got information about the location of Edufarm and Villa. He will talk to his son first so that everyone can take a vacation together.

"Oh yes Mr. Dzul, if you want to go to Edufarm or to Villa say it's with me, who knows I can meet there. Again can be peaceful, same price, same friend" said Mr. Deri.