BABE JADULKU

The Part 54

"Dec, there must be other treatments, you don't want surgery, you don't want to" my husband said when he found out he was going to have surgery.

"No more, Bang, already, this is just a minor surgery, not a little brother's cake" I said to calm the husband.

He is great, he is good, even to the extent that he dared to hit the candidate for board members turned out to be afraid of surgery. Even afraid of needles. I don't think I believe it, there's a man in his forties, never injected.

"The man was a syringe, Dek, abstained from being injected" the husband said.

"Udah, Bang, don't fuss," I said later.

A nurse came to us, in his hand were some files.

"With Mr Parlindungan Siregar?" tanyanya friendly.

"Yes, brother, what's wrong?" I'm the one who answered.

"Tomorrow the operation will be carried out, please shave the fur around*****, this is the shaver, continue from this time of fasting yes, sir, until tomorrow morning," the nurse said, giving me a shaver.

"Yes, brother, thank you" I replied.

"What's that, Deck, why use all shaving, then the girl said no filter, said ******** directly only," said the husband.

I'm just smiling. It's funny to see my husband. It's something new to him. A few moments later, a few people dressed in white came. Hose in the plug from the husband's nose. Just when a nurse injected the infusion, my husband calmed down and fell asleep.

I'll grab the HP right away, tell all the Bang Parlin brothers. The first thing I called was Bang Nyatan.

"Yes, God, my sister, she's afraid of needles, now has to be operated on, hopefully get well soon, I come tomorrow," said Bang Nyatan.

Bang Parta's answer again.

"Because of him, I've told you that many times, just sit down for a while, he's out of work, your account number is still a long time, right?"

"Yes, Bang,"

"I'm sorry, Nia, we can't come, just do'a support and funds that we can provide" said Bang Parta again.

"Yes, Bang, thank you,"

When I called Dame, she was crying.

"Oii, Baya, my brother, he was afraid of needles, when we were kids we used to have smallpox vaccines, we hid in the fields all day to avoid that," Dame said.

It turns out my husband who was afraid of syringes was famous a long time ago. There was a nurse coming again, this time he said he wanted my husband's drug allergy test to be injected again. Thankfully he was sleeping.

The next morning the operation was about to be performed, my husband seemed to be very scared.

"Dek, if Abang why-why, if the age of Brother is not long, take care of the Ucok, Dek, take care of the Butet, there is a store of gold Brother, enough to cost you a lifetime," said the husband.

"Husss, Bang, don't talk about it, it's just an appendectomy" I said, sticking a finger over her lips.

"Abang scared, Dek, keep it please say the doctor is as nurse who is male, this is the girl who keeps coming, you don't want aurat Abang seen by girls," said the husband again.

"Oh, Bang, that's it,"

Two more nurses came, they took my husband to the operating room, I followed behind. My husband looked at me before entering the operating room. His gaze was very sad, without feeling I shed tears.

I sat alone in the waiting room, remembering the words of Bang Parlin, after trying, we prayed, kept relying. Soon I headed to the prayer room which was not far from the waiting room for the operation at the hospital. Fortunately, this prayer room also provides clean mukena. I prayed two rakaat, kept praying long.

When I finished praying, my extended family had arrived, there was my brother and sister-in-law, my two younger brothers with their respective wives.

"What's up, Nia?" ask my sister-in-law.

"Again in the operating room, brother," I replied later.

"Yes, who is stoic yes, Parlin is a strong person, she must be cured," said the sister-in-law while hugging me.

They brought a variety of foods, but I had no taste.

"Risda, please look at my son," I said to my sister-in-law Risda.

"We saw, Brother, they are with Ms Ratna" replied Risda.

A few hours later the operating room door opened, I immediately stood up and half ran towards the door.

"His family's mother, Mr Parlindungan?" ask a woman in a covered dress.

"Yes, Mom,"

Then a doctor showed me a lump of cut meat in my husband's gut. "The operation went well, only to recover" the doctor said.

"Thank God,"

My husband was taken out of the operating room, he's still unconscious, just transferred to another room. Not yet to the inhouse.

When my husband returned to the hospital room, he was already conscious. I smiled and stroked her hair.

"Where do you know you're drugged?"

"Bag dream, this is me shaved chick,"

"Hahaha, no, Bang, just rest first" I said later.

The doctor then explains what can not, what can, not drink or eat until the fart first.

"Brothers and friends come to visit, everyone comes, always greet the envelope for me. Miss Rena also came, even scavengers who had helped Bang Parlin came crying. I don't think my pocket is thick with an envelope.

"Sir, please pray that you may fart, already this hungry," said the husband, saying that made me unable to help but laugh.

Bang Parta called, he said he had transferred ten million, even though the operating costs and all use BPJS. At night Bang Nyatan and Dame also came. And they also love help through my accounts.

Four days later my husband was able to return home. My brother picked us up in our car.

Our house was crowded, my two sisters-in-law became impromptu cooks. For three days we all gathered at home. The kindness of Bang Parlin has always brought its own blessings. Fruit and bread were plentiful, until Bang Parlin suggested being devoted to the right-left neighbor. My account is fat.

"Report, boss, treasurer, let me report," I said to my husband when all the guests had gone home.

"Please, please," said the husband.

"As long as the boss is in the hospital, this is income from the envelopes of people who visit," I said as I pulled out a bag containing dozens of envelopes.

"Yes, Lord, just like a circumcision person" said the husband.

"It has not been calculated that transferred to our account, from Bang Parta ten million, he said the operating costs at the hospital were about a dozen million, Bang Nyatan sent five million, Dame three million, he said, so it's all eighteen million, it's not counted yet" I said.

"Okay, ma'am, please count first" said the husband.

I started to open the envelopes one by one, yes, God, it turns out there are two million, there are one million. I counted dozens of envelopes, nearly ten million.

"A sick thing brings good luck" my god to my husband.

"The money gave Ms Ratna five million, five million to the mosque there, the rest we give thanks" the husband ordered.

"Cock equal Miss Ratna five million, Bang?"

"Sir, almost a week he's guarding the Ucok with the Butet, that's natural,"

"Hmmmm, me?"

"Why you, Dek?"

"Bu Ratna take care of six days of five million, I take care of all the years, as well as her father, how much?" I said half-joking.

"There's heaven, Dek,"

As per the message from my husband, I gave five million to Ms. Ratna, five million to the inter-intermediate Bang Parlin mosque. The rest we are thankful for. Invite neighbors and relatives to eat at home.

"Sir, that day was told by this shaving nurse, I forgot, so who shaved?" said husband one night.

"Nurse, Bang,"

"Female nurse?"

"Don't know, Bang,'

"Astagfirullah, are all nurses there women?"

"Yes, it's okay, Bang,"

"Kok, is that okay?"

"It's usually, Bang, if the world of medicine, even when the Ucok was born, the doctor was male,"

"Help ..?"

"Yes, Bang,"

"Ah, you know it's good in the midwife, kek the Butet was born."

"Haha,"

"Kok laughing, Dek?"

"Remember the time Butet was born, Bang,"

"Hahaha," the husband laughed.

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