ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter XXVI: Medicine Phobias

After resting the body for about six hours, I woke up before dawn. The sound of water rattling outside. Drizzle down not so fast, but able to freeze bones. I got the scabbard, hoping to get a little warmth.

Apparently, these eyes are hard to close. Troubles begin to collapse the body's immune system. A few times sneezing, so the nose is slightly runny. The joints are painful. Maybe I won't go to college today.

I'm the type of person who doesn't like taking medication, but is more likely to protect the body with vitamins. In the brain it has been doctrinated that in the drugs contained antibiotics that are not good effect for the body. No wonder, the supply of Vitamin C in the room is quite abundant. As far as I can understand, ascorbic acid is quite effective as a bulwark of self-protection from various diseases.

After performing the dawn prayer, I want to make out again with pillows and bolsters. The body feels shivering. It's impossible to wake up a morning contract friend like this. After all, there was nothing they could do but encourage. Inevitably, I enjoy my own suffering.

By sending a short message to Darwis, I explained that today I could not attend lectures because of illness. Usually Darwis will forward to ‘Komting’, to then be delivered to the lecturer who teaches.

For an overseas student, I suggest not to get sick. Because it feels really uncomfortable. At home there may be a mother who will spoil. This condition will be different if rented. Don't hope. For breakfast, I was confused as to how. I looked in the room, all my friends had gone to college. So officially I was put alone in a silent contract.

Eight o'clock after five minutes, the stomach feels wrapped around hunger. There is not a single grain of rice that I can eat. Usually in the room there are crumbs of tengginang in a jar that is usually kukais. Unfortunately, this time it was empty.

Stomach problems cannot be taken lightly. I have mag disease. I don't want to have to go out of my room to eat.

A packet of egg-cooked mixed rice turned out to taste very bitter. It's hard to get into the esophagus. Even if I forced it to swallow, it still couldn't. It even vomits. While the body temperature is rising. Even so, I can't panic. Such a disease is far from death. So no need to worry too much.

By noon, the body temperature is getting higher. There was no medicine in the room. It's my fault, too, because it's too anti-drug. Mother usually gives paracetamol tablets as a heat reducer. But there is no mother here?

Alright. Defense, Abi. You will survive!

Azan Dzuhur already heard from musholla near the contract. My hope is that this day will pass quickly. I really want someone who can accompany, just take a drink or invite jokes. The head feels heavy. The heart also feels as quiet as an empty house.

Tok .. tok .. tok!

The sound of the door being knocked. Who is going to visit during the day like this? It can't be a rented one-man friend. They used to come home in the afternoon. Or maybe, unscrupulous teflon sales like the other day? They sometimes like to knock on doors during break hours. I don't understand, maybe I look like a mother so she thinks I'm going to buy teflon on offer.

Half-floating I opened the door. There was a sense of relief mixed with shame. Dahlia and Darwis were already standing in front of the door. In my heart I can immediately guess that Darwis is the mastermind of all this. I'll make the calculations later.

“Yes Allah, why are you? Darwis said you are sick ..” said Dahlia in her anxiety. Instead, Dervish grinned without guilt.

“I'm not feeling well anymore ..” I replied flat.

“You're so pale. Go straight to the puskesmas? Have you eaten yet?” spontaneously Dahlia grabbed my hand.

Deg.

It was like this to be touched by a woman. Really, it's the first female touch other than shaking hands. Blood feels rustling. The heart also beats faster. Only the hand touched. What about the other part?

“My phone message is thousands of times unappointed. It turns out you're sick. Yes, let me go to the puskesmas ..” take Dahlia.

A puskesmas? Nah!

Syringes look terrible to me. Drugs are an endless nightmare. Perhaps this fear can be classified into ‘medicine phobia’. There were stories in the past that made me so afraid of everything related to medicine. I'll tell you about it in another section. Anyway, I should look gentle in front of Dahlia.

Men are afraid of needles?

With the help of Darwis, Dahlia escapes her car to a health center not so far from the contract. Fortunately, at this hour of the day there were not so many queues, so I could be dealt with immediately. This rumbling chest enters the puskesmas room that smells of various forms of medicine, making the stomach feel stirred.

A fairly old female doctor checked me, checked my body temperature, blood pressure and gave me a small note to give to the medicine section. Judging from his accuracy and alertness, it is certain that he is quite senior in the field of medicine.

I'm nodding. Dare not protest. What is my day daring to refute what this senior doctor said?

There's a real shame. Guilt was getting in my mind. How not? The Dahlia I had previously neglected, even helped me with a sincere heart. All my medical expenses today are one hundred percent free.

“Let's end how many say I am yes, Lia.” I said.

“It is not necessary. Look at you get well, I've been very happy,” replied Dahlia.

The flowers in my heart bloomed at his last words. Meanwhile, Darwis increasingly becomes so by installing an unclear look.

“This time you have to have lunch. Remember that! Must eat! Can't not! If you don't eat, I'll wait until you eat. If I need to bribe!” dahlia Sabbath.

Bussyet! Sadist greatly ....

My mother is not this sadistic. Obviously I don't want to get bribed by Dahlia. Where is this face placed?

Because there are still hours of college, after delivering to the Dahlia health center directly back to campus. Darwis kept me in the room.

“It turns out you can be sick too?” darwis.

“You think I'm a Spiderman who can't get sick?” I answered while bribing the rice that Dahlia bought. Must be finished this time.

“Enak yes. Little fever was noticed. I became ngiri. If I look, Dahlia loves you. It's already the son of a rich man, well again. Already, make it the same him,” oceh Darwis.

“You changed position?” bargained.

Darwis shook his head quickly.

“Kok don't want to? He said it was good, son of a rich man. Kan full package tuh ...”.

“Whatever else I am,” Darwis canengar-cengir not because.

“Whose other? Diana?”

“Don't mention her name. It was the past ...”

“Yes than you don't sell. Gini-gini, I am a valuable asset you know, my arrogant”.

“Dahlia doang who likes you! Which other one?”

“Eh, make no mistake! Even if someone else likes me, I don't tell you. Please contact us directly for invitation letter ..”

Darwis.

I consider that sneer as a spirit whip. See you later, Darwis. Whose wife is prettier! Or not to wife. Too far. Which one of us got a girlfriend first?

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