Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 71

"ABI, HIKS," cried Al crying to his Abinya.

Ibra and Dee who were cool to tell a story were shocked and immediately ran to Al's place.

"Why, Son?" ibra asked Al who was sitting on the grass crying.

"Al, is that okay, son?" dee said he checked his son's entire body.

"Al's hand on the bite of Abi's bee, Umi. Hiks," said Al complaining while showing his swollen palms.

"God, why are we being bitten, son?" ask Dee worriedly.

"So Al wants to catch butterflies here. When the butterflies perched on the flowers, there was a bee there Umi, Al's hand was bitten. Umi's pain" said Al crying recounting his chronology.

"We went to the doctor, yes," said Ibra and immediately carried Al.

Ibra's car stopped perfectly in front of a clinic near the park. Ibra got out of the car and took Al in Dee's lap to carry him.

"How, Doctor?" dee asked worriedly after Al checked the Doctor. Because, Al's hands are very swollen because they can be the bee.

"Quiet, Honey. Al will not do anything" said Ibra to calm his wife.

"This is okay. Fortunately it can not be too much, so we can take out the whisper easily. This I give ointment to relieve the pain. Within a few days the swelling in his hands will soon disappear" the doctor explained.

Ibra and Dee looked at the doctor's explanation. Dee received an ointment given by a doctor. Al who was sitting on Ibra's lap continued to look at her swollen palms.

"Thank you, Doctor," Dee smiled at the doctor. Ibra really did not like to see this, Because the male doctor always paid attention to his wife.

"Come, baby we're home!" ibra said firmly.

Dee nodded and smiled back. "I'll excuse you, Doctor, then" Dee said.

"Okay, please," the doctor said kindly to Dee.

They got out of the clinic and got into the car. Al sat on Dee's lap spoiled.

"Yes, it will definitely disappear. It had been given medicine as well as doctors," said Dee comforting Al.

Al just nodded obediently. Fortunately it was not his right hand that was bitten by a bee, otherwise he would not be able to write and draw anymore.

"Don't crybaby, Boy. It's a big drug" Ibra said.

"Blogged drugs?" al was confused.

"Yes, big drug. It means that Al plus his power is the same as Allah for the sick. It means Al is getting bigger now" Ibra told Al. Dee was just listening to her husband's words. Because since getting out of the clinic Ibra did not invite him to talk at all.

"Well, Al's belalti is great, Abi?" al asked with his happy face.

"Yes, Boy" replied Ibra.

"Then Al wants to be bitten by bees" Al chirped with excitement.

"Not so, Boy. If every day the bee bites are not good either."

"Tell me this is how it is. He said it was a big drug, he said it was not good. Abi is not clear," grumbled Al upset with Abinya.

Ibra just kept quiet, she no longer knew how to explain to her son.

"Abi doesn't mean that, son. Al just has to be careful again when playing. It can't be arbitrary" Dee explained.

"Yes, Umi," said Al obediently.

Ibra gawking. With his wife Al was very obedient and did not ask much, whereas with himself had to go through the debate first. This is his son, Ibra thought.

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