Young Physician From the Village
CHAPTER 6

The question he always wanted to ask the grandfather finally came out of Radit's mouth.

"Ngapunten, Panjenengan who exactly is mbah"

"I'm not who I want to be, I'm just a Gusti creature of God just like you and the others.."

Grandpa replied with a small smile.

Radit had not had time to ask again, strange things happened again, smelling a very fragrant aroma out of the grandfather's body.

Much more fragrant than the expensive perfume of Rahma.

A very soul-soothing aroma, Radit inhaled deeply in the fragrant aroma while closing his eyes.

Not satisfied Radit enjoyed it, suddenly the Grandpa touched Radit's forehead with the index finger and middle finger.

"I trust you son, use your advantages only for good"

Grandpa emitted a greenish-white glow from his fingertips into Radit's forehead.

While Radit just pecked like lost his consciousness.

In his mind Radit is like seeing Grandpa is healing people with different diseases and with different handling.

The scene of one scene changing another continues to cross Radit's mind like a short film until it finally stops as the grandfather pulls his finger from Radit's forehead.

The grandfather transfers the science of healing into Radit's memory.

Maybe the term provides a tutorial on how to cure the disease.

"Remember, son, you can heal, but you cannot prevent death"

Say the grandfather with intonation of emphasis.

Radit just nodded his head, it took Radit a while to digest the grandfather's message.

"Cruel o.. "

The grandfather pats Radit on the shoulder, and Radit wakes up from his dream.

"Sworship matur nuwun mbah..."

Radit muttered as soon as he woke up from his sleep.

Now Radit really believes that his strange dream so far is not just an ordinary dream.

Even a very fragrant aroma still smelled in the room.

Radit sat there on the edge of his wooden bed, still very clear said the grandfather.

It can heal, but it can never delay death.

Radit began to understand that not all diseases he could cure, if the Owner of Life had willed, the one who did not get sick would have died.

Her memory returns as she heals her mother and baby Kang Ahmad.

"Just cure the fever my body feels too hot, then what if treating a severe illness, whether I also feel severe pain first yes..."

Radit muttered asking himself with all his innocence.

The day went as normal as usual.

Radit and Doni happen to be offered another village development project.

This time the work is to open the land to be used as a road so that access to the city becomes closer and easier.

Because this is a labor-intensive project, then there are no excavators or bulldozers, all done manually. There are only medium size wales that will be used to compact and flatten the land that has been opened.

Radit and Doni looked so sumringah, the project took at least 2 months. This means that for the next 2 months, they are not unemployed.

Their work is normal course, until it comes to apes an in natural Doni.

When hoeing the ground, the tip of the hoe hit the hard tree roots, not stick it pacul just like bouncing on Doni's feet.

The wound was torn deep enough over his ankle, it even looked white at the end of the wound, maybe it was Doni's shins. If Doni had worn boots, it probably wouldn't have been that bad.

"Diiiittt......!!!! Sikilku...!!"

(cycile \= feet)

Doni's voice endured the pain while waving telling Radit to come immediately.

Radit reflexively holds a wound in Doni's leg, his intention to reduce the bleeding, but suddenly there appears a scene of the mysterious Grandfather is healing someone whose stomach is stuck with a knife.

In a very fleeting scene in Radit's mind, it was also heard that the grandfather read a short prayer while wiping the wound on the stomach.

Like being in the subconscious, Radit follows or imitates the example that just crossed his mind.

Radit said an Arabic prayer, and covered the wound on Doni's leg with his palm.

Back the pain radiated from the palms, arms, then all over Radit's body, then gradually lost the taste.

Radit reminisced and somehow he felt as if all his energy was just gone.

Even to support his weight he was not able to.

Radit fell down and almost fell, automatically his palm was released from the wound on Doni's leg.

Indeed there are still traces of blood splattered around the legs of doni, but Doni already did not feel any pain.

He picked up a supply of drinking in a bottle of mineral water used famous brands, hunted down in the basin right on the scar, and at once also Doni gawked his mouth until it was open.

"Diit, what are my feet, how are they missing...!"

Doni asked while still washing his feet, he still could not believe that his wounds had simply disappeared.

"Mbuh don.., I lemes so much it feels, here ask for water to drink, do not throw away"

Answer radit lirih. His face looked pale, looking very tired.

It took nearly 1 hour to restore radite energy to its original state.

"What was my prayer wrong, my body so there is no power after healing Doni"

Batin Radit while smoking his cigars.

While Doni is done cleaning all the blood stains, so as not to be a question if anyone sees.

It just so happened that it was Saturday, a special day for the weekly workers.

"Later after the issue to his shop Kang Ahmad ya Dit, I treat it, just think of it as my gratitude for healing my legs"

Said Doni after returning home from the project, of course in his style while wagging the weekly salary envelope from the project foreman.

"Raimuu kemakiii...!!"

Reply Radit while punching Doni's back softly.

The night had arrived, 2 friends were already at the shop Kang Ahmad with dainty makeup, cheap perfume that smelled stinging nose.

Although they are single, but this is Sunday night, dandan necis is a must.

"This case Dit, Rahma is sick, you keep healing, I think Rahma can fall in love with you no yes Dit.."

Not Doni's name if you don't always ask silly questions.

"Cangkemmuuuu.kamu yourself who said tell me to be conscious self-conscious look, conscious position"

And both laughed.

Yes they are, although sometimes bully each other, but they almost never fight.

After joking random jokes, a serious session begins. Radit recounts in detail his last encounter with the mysterious grandfather in his dream.

This time Doni listened carefully, no silly rebuttal coming out of his mouth.

Doni also feels very worried about his current best friend. His innocent mind says if Radit heals people, then Radit energy will be lost, and endanger his safety.