BOMA GENDENK'S

9 LOVE-LIKES (SUSTAINABLE MYSTERIES)

THAT MORNING when Dwita came, Boma's mother was compressing her son's forehead with a towel moistened with ice water from inside the bushel. It was not yet a visitation hour, but the caretakers gave a lot of freedom to Boma's family and friends.

Outside the room Dwita met with Firman and Andi. Near the door look Ronny and Vino . Gita sat drowsy in one corner. Last night this boy was staying up late with his friends waiting for Boma. Only Rio was invisible.

Boma's parents repeatedly advised Ronny and friends not to come first to visit because the condition of the children who had just come out of the hospital was also still weak. Worried they got sick.

But the boys instead made some kind of post in the hospital parking lot. The place to rest and sleep enough is two cars. One Toyota Kijang belongs to Ronny's brother, another Opel Blazer belongs to Gita's father.

On the bed Boma looked like a good night's sleep. The arms and legs were tied to the bed iron. An infusion needle stuck in his left hand that looked slightly swollen bluish. Dwita chatted briefly with Ronny, Vino, Firman and Andi, smile at Gita and enter the room.

" How's Boma doing, Mom?" asked Dwita in a slow voice while standing next to Mistress Hesti Sumitro, Boma's mother.

"Heat does not fall. Last night Boma convulsed again. Delirious, talking alone. It's unclear what he said. Sometimes her voice changes like that of an old woman. Then he called out to Nek... Grandma... No. Grandma... Not Nek. I don't know whose grandmother was called. Surprised, all his friends have gone home. Now even wait for him. But he himself is still like this."

"What did the doctor say, Mom?" ask Dwita.

"Doctor Erawan last night talked to you. He said from the results of blood tests, there were no signs of Boma developing symptoms of thypus or dengue fever. There was no wound on his chest, so there was no infection. But wonder why the heat is so high. Which makes us afraid of the ribs. His voice can change. Then the grandmother she called ... It's been two nights he's kept this up. Don't be sober or talk, just open your eyes no."

No tears fell to the cheeks. Mistress Hesti quickly wiped her face with the end of her long sleeves. "Same mother I thought, what if Boma just transferred to another hospital in Jakarta. But you said you wanted to do something else. Don't know what to do." Mistress Nesti stuffed a small towel into the ice-filled bushel.

Dwita approached while saying. "Let's Mom, let me help you compress. Mom must be tired. Just sit..."

"Mother is not tired or sleepy or hungry. Mother wants this child quickly discovered what the disease is. Heals quickly..."

"Boma must be cured, ma'am. Let me help you..."; Dwita took a small towel from inside the bushel, squeezed it and placed it on Boma's forehead.

"Mr... Not Nek... I don't want to. Not Grandma..."

Suddenly Boma let out a speech. Then the voice of the child changed like the voice of an old woman. But it's unclear what he said. Dwita got excited in surprise. The thermos on the small table by the bed almost fell off his elbow. Fortunately it was still held by Mistress Nesti. A moment of pale Dwita's face.

If you do not hear yourself it feels less confident in the words of Boma's mother. After a bit of calm, Dwita again compresses a small towel to Boma's forehead.

At that time at the door of the room appeared Trini Damayanti. But this kid canceled his intention of coming in. His facial water changed when he saw Dwita who was compressing Boma's head. Various feelings that led to jealousy filled the heart of this child. Dwita herself at that time did not see Trini.

In the corner of Gita's sleepy room opened her eyes when she saw someone appear at the door. "Hemmmm, cat garong.." said this fat chick in heart and then buried her eyes back, pretending to be asleep.

"Not going in?" Ronny who was standing by the door asked.

"Not yet to visit. Later," replied Trini.

"It's okay, just go in" Vino said.

"Let the nurse be angry."

"Which nursing teacher?" ask Vino wonder. "The cave feeling is that there is no nurse" said Ronny Celepuk.

Trini pursed her lips. "That's it... The one with stelan jeans. You know what I mean..." What Trini meant by nurse wearing stelan jeans of course was Dwita Tifani. Stepping away in his heart Trini said. "Pinter also took the heart of his mother Boma. Huh!"

"Ran the Trini," said Vino as Trini passed. "The sick friend still had time to show jealousy."

"Love Vin, love High School you know dong," said Ronny. "Love High School means Love School Is Ambush."

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IN FRONT of Trini Damayanti Hospital looking around the parking lot. He hasn't seen the black Suzuki Katana. His eyes flashed toward the highway that was shaded by large trees.

"Maybe it hasn't come yet. Maybe he didn't come here..." Trini scratched her itchy nape.

"Where is it? There should be a card phone." From his bag Trini pulled out a phone card and a small piece of paper with a phone number. As he was about to move his eyes saw a black Suzuki Katana jeep just being thought of, on the side of the road in front of the hospital.

"Hopefully he." Trini stepped up quickly. "Rubber, it's him."

From inside the Suzuki Katana comes a fat figure with an upside-down pet hat.

"Baby, Tuyul! Hi!"

Tuyul Puffed up that journalist turned around. "Whose circuit! Quickly get to it too. It's old?"

"Must. Tuyul mas, can I minjam the phone?"

"Can, can. Just don't empty a single connection." 001 is an international direct connection.

"No, it's just close here anyway" Trini replied as she received the phone that Tuyul Bengkak was holding.

Trini Damayanti's fingers deftly incised the number buttons as her eyes glanced at the small paper on which was a line of phone numbers.

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A nurse appeared in the room where Boma was being treated. He asked if there was anyone named Dwita Tifani in the room.

"I Dwita. What's the matter, sister?"

"There's a call at the office. From Jakarta. He said it was important."

Dwita followed the nurse to the hospital office. The nurse pointed to a telephone plane lying on the table. Dwita immediately took the plane.

"Call..." There's no answer. Because the phone is dead. "There's no sister's voice..."

"Maybe broke up. Lately there is a disorder," replied the nurse.

"Whose call was a boy or a girl? Maybe tell me a name?" ask Dwita.

"Female. She said Dwita's mother. From Jakarta is important"

Slowly, Dwita put the phone plane in its place. After saying thank you, he walked out of the hospital. Her heart wondered. "what did Mama call me?"

Dwita arrived in front of the room where Boma was treated. The child's steps stopped. There, in the room he saw Trini Damayanti was compressing Boma's head with a small towel. Exactly like he did. Dwita Tifani was stunned silent for a moment in the doorway. His mind was thinking, his heart was wondering.

"definitely her. He's got me. Sneaky!" Dwita turned the steps then quickly left the place.

"This one is another model, Ron," said Vino.

"Yeah, I heard him talking like he was alone like a sambet."

Ronny glanced into the room. Then he said to Vino. "It must be because the other nurse compressed our friend's head."

"It can be" said Vino. "Ron, by the way English Mother had been to the Supervisory Post. Didn't you see?"

"Crappish. That's normal Vin. His name is teacher of the same student. Students are stricken. The teacher is concerned. Have a chance to come. Is it natural to taste? What the hell is in your dirty brain?" ask Ronny.

"You don't know?" asked Vino.

"You what?" ronnie Celepuk asked back.

"There's an issue." replied Vino.

"Aw? What's the issue?"

"Mother Renata likes Boma."

"Ajie gombal you!" Ronny. "No one has such a mind. Every teacher must like dong same student. I mean I like it in the sense that it is limited to the relationship between teacher and student. That's natural in my opinion. If the teacher doesn't like the students, don't teach them!"

"Someone said it was Ron. When she was in first grade, Ms. Renata said she had asked Anterin Boma to watch. He said the movie he saw had a lot in common with the story of Renata's mother's life..."

"Iyya time anyway?" Ronny began to believe. "Keep Boma nemanin's mother Renata."

"That's not known. Maybe yes, maybe not" replied Vino.

"Ala ude, deh. I also if asked by Mother Renata to go where she is, would want to. She's young, Baek, cute again..."

"If you don't ask Ron. PPD!"

"What is PPD ? Djakarta Freight Company? PPd bus?"

"The Most Doyan Courtship" replied Vino.

Ronny Celepuk laughed. "Boyan boy dating the plural Vin. Than you don't have a girl."

"Saturday, the last day of school. Before the holidays, you nyium the Sarah yeah..."

"Ajie bushyet! Don't make you shit!"

"There's a kid who said. He's wriggling you again nyium Sarah near the school shed. Don't you? Just say Iyya."

Ronny Celepuk laughed again. "If only a kiss would not catch AIDS Vin. Trust me!" ronnie said, laughing.

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DWITA TIFANI stepped quickly in the hospital parking lot. He heard heavy steps behind him. There's someone following. Dwita remembered her dream the other day. Maybe Trini is after him. Dwita reverses. The one who followed was startled, quickly stop his steps before bumping into the child. His hand moved to correct the location of the thick glasses plus 6 that slumped in the cross-section of his nose.

"Oo Father does not know who," said Dwita when he saw who followed turned out to be Boma's father.

"I'm sorry, Father. I'm Sumitro, Boma's father."

Dwita. "Father knows this boy is Boma's friend, but forgot his name. So you just follow..."

"It's okay sir. I'm Dwita. It looks like you are in a hurry. Where are you going?"

"Son't Dwita bring a vehicle?"

"Bring."

"Just like driver?"

"Bring yourself."

"Mr can you ask for help?"

"Can..."

"If you do not bother Nak Dwita, you can take Mr to Kedung Halang. Not far from here."

"Hemmmm, can sir..."

"Then wait a minute."

When back Boma's father was accompanied by a man in black. " This is Mr. Supangat, still Boma's uncle. We're leaving now?"

"Can..."

In the middle of the road no one spoke. Dwita can't stand it either. She asked. "Sumitro sir, we're going to Kedung Halang to whose place?"

"The house of acquaintance" replied Sumitro Danurejo, Boma's father. " The smart man's house."

"What do you mean by Doctor, Professor?" ask Dwita.

Sumitro Danurejo laughed. The black-fisted man named Supangat smiled. "The smart man you mean is not a Doctor, not a Professor. But a smart man who's good at treating Boma's disease..."

"You mean the shaman?" tanya Dwita plain.

"Actually not a shaman. But yes, you could say so. Consider it a shaman. The person himself did not want to be said to be a shaman. It has to do with Boma's pain. Until now, Erawan's doctor did not know what the pain of Boma. Mr. Supangat and Mr. have long noticed abnormalities in the pain of Boma. You think all roads should be tried."

Dwita. He remembered Boma's words at the hospital earlier. It seemed to reenact how Boma's voice changed like the voice of a grandmother. In the heart of this child says. "However, in this modern era, do people still believe in shamans? But Boma's pain is strange. If the doctor doesn't know the disease, does the shaman know the disease and can cure it?"

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...Seriate......