Don't Take My Son

Consul Specialist Obstetrics?

"Bie...How's kharis? Still puking?"

Mama Kharis, who has just started a house with a worried face, goes straight to her daughter's room, and meets Bi Nani, who just exited Kharisa's room when she heard someone open the door and enter the house.

"Had heard Ma'am, had wanted to eat porridge, now again sleep, the fever had also gone down" replied Bi Nani.

"Hmmm.thankfully, along the way I was really worried about the fear of dehydration from vomiting." Mama Kharisa let out a long breath.

" I'm sorry Ma'am had Bibi bought a cure for nausea vomiting in the pharmacy, Bibi asked her attendant, and thank God after taking the medicine, her vomit was reduced." Bi Nani although only a graduate of SD but has a high and reliable initiative, his insight is broad because he likes to watch news shows and the latest knowledge information including health info on TV, and even more, he also likes to read the magazine mama Kharisa's subscription when the job is done.

"Thank you Bi, Bibi is reliable, I saw Kharis." Mama also went straight into her daughter's room, looks Kharisa is sleeping, his face looks pale, new mom realized that at this time her daughter looks thinner. For the past two months, my mother has been busy helping her husband's company. Since there was a case of evasion of tax funds by one of the managers in the finance department, Dewi, Mama Kharisa asked her husband to help overcome the problems in his office, dewi used to work in her husband's company in the financial department that handles tax affairs. With her busyness in her husband's office automatically reduced attention to her daughter, almost every day after school Kharisa her mother has not returned home.

The goddess sat by the bed where her daughter lay, sleeping soundly. She kissed her daughter's forehead, making Kharisa feel someone touching her.

"Mama....." Kharisa opened his eyes.

"Mama bothers me, so wake up Kharis." Dewi kissed Kharisa kenudian again rubbed his head.

"I slept a long time." Kharisa shook his head.

"Still dizzy? Nausea?" ask Mama

"Deed meningan Mah, Bi Nani buyin nausea drug, so less nausea."

"Sorry Mama yes dear, lately Mama pay less attention to you, because Mama must help Papa's company. You must be late to eat well, Mama until not to let you eat." Dewi rubbed the princess of her wayang alone with full of affection.

"Maybe I'm just a soy sauce Mah, yesterday was too focused on the final exam of the semester." Yesterday Kharisa had just finished his final exam in XI class, he spent a lot of time studying, to be lazy to eat, and indeed lately his appetite has also decreased, even though Bi Nani has prepared Kharisa's favorite food.

"Who is Mah?" asked Kharisa, he had not met his father for almost a week, this weekend should be his papa schedule with Kharisa, suddenly on Friday his father had to go to Singapore for business purposes, he said, if Karina is not in the exam will definitely be invited, finally only her mother who accompanied her father.

"Papa's still in Singapore, he's coming home tomorrow, there's one more show tonight." Dewi looked at her daughter with pity, Dewi felt guilty because the time for interaction between Kharisa and his father was not much. Dewantara is Kharisa's father commonly called God, in addition to busy taking care of his company he must share attention for his two families. Dewi is the second wife of God, to the knowledge of his first wife Lisna, from his relationship with Lisna blessed with 3 sons, from his marriage with Dewi blessed with one daughter, Kharisa. In one week the Gods stayed with the Goddess for only three days, it was at home only at night, except Sundays could be twice in a month they spent time together on Sundays.

"Sorry, Mah, because Kharis is sick, Mama has to go home first." Kharisa.

"No dear, Mama's business is done, Mama who apologizes often leave you." Mama kissed her daughter's forehead.

"We go to the doctor well, mama want to register first, we check with the doctor friend Mama, still inget aunty Meta not, who ever came to the house with her husband and child?" Karina seemed to think of remembering her mother's friend's doctor, she finally remembered it.

"Oh, that's a beautiful doctor, isn't it Mah?"

"Yes..now Kharis change clothes first well, Mama help yuk!" The goddess helped her daughter sit down.

"But Kharis now has Mah's food, doesn't nausea anymore, it's not hot either." He put the back of his hand to his forehead and then to his neck, it was no longer a fever.

"But Mama is afraid that you will relapse again, if examined by a doctor later can know the cause why, what is because of an ulcer or there is another disease. Let given the right medicine, Papa also told Mama to take Kharis to the doctor, we get ready well." Kharisa nodded his head in agreement.

"I want to go to the bathroom first Mah." said Kharisa while getting off his bed assisted by his mother.

While waiting for Kharisa in the bathroom Dewi contacted the clinic where the practice of dr.Meta, a specialist in internal medicine who is also his friend. It just so happened that the practice schedule was until Saturday afternoon. Dewi asked Bi Nani to contact her driver Pak Anwar whose house is not far from the housing complex where Dewi lives. Dewi was never allowed by her husband to bring his own car after marriage, even though before marriage he everywhere drove his own car. And Dewi could not dispute her husband's prohibition, other than her husband's harsh and indisputable character, Dewi always tried to be an obedient wife to her husband.

At four o'clock in the afternoon Kharisa and his mother arrived at a fairly large and complete clinic supporting the laboratory and radiology , the two-story building is a doctor's practice with general practitioners and some specialists is a satellite of Satya Medica hospital, one of the best-known private hospitals in the capital. The goddess went straight to the reception desk while Kharisa sat on the waiting chair. After printing the number of the receptionist queue directly directs the Goddess to the practice room dr. Meta. The goddess took her daughter there. Looks like some patients are sitting in waiting chairs, and Karisa and Dewi were sitting waiting for two more queue numbers, fortunately Dewi first list via phone so get a queue number at the beginning.

An officer called the queue nomon Kharisa, Kharisa and Dewi immediately entered the room that turned out not to be a doctor's room, there was a female nurse greeted him and let Kharisa sit in a chair followed by his mother, who was not a doctor, he did anamnesa, gave some questions related to complaints and pain history Kharisa da write it on the examination sheet, then did a check of blood pressure, pulse, temperature and weight.

After another patient came out of the doctor's office, Kharisa and his mother were welcome.

"Loh Mba Dewi...Who is sick?" Doctor Meta looked surprised to see someone he knew.

"How are you doing Met.." said Dewi, he has not answered dr. Meta.

"Okay mba.eh please sit down Mba."

"Kharisa....? who is sick with Kharisa? wh why? Is this his daughter, right, Mba? wow, it's more beautiful." said dr. Meta. Kharisa does look beautiful even though his face looks pale.

"Yes.this is my daughter, from yesterday she had a fever, and was vomiting" replied the Goddess.

"Have you ever been like this before? any history of gastritis or heartburn?"

"Never, only now vomiting. Kharis rarely gets sick, if it hurts most from the flu." Obviously Goddess.

"Kharisa, aunty check first baby, sleep here yuk." Kharisa also lay at the examination site assisted by a nurse who accompanied dr. Meta in the check room.dr Meta does an examination from the eyes, neck, pulse on the wrist, then with his stethoscope checks the chest and stomach area.

"It hurts?" ask dr, Meta when pressing the right and left upper abdomen.

"The left is a little sick aunt." replied Kharisa

"If this?" ask dr. Meta again when pressing the lower abdomen, dr. Meta seemed to be frowning.

" Not sick aunt."

"Ok is done, sit down again, baby."

"Giman Met, there's no serious problem with Kharisa right?" ask Dewi anxiously. Meta sighed.

"We check the lab first well, Kharisa looks pale, fear Hb is low, or there is an infection too, there is a history of fever well, so later check blood and urine as well." dr. Meta encircles some of the checks on the lab check request form.

"Most awaited half an hour the results come out, later if there is a result here again yes Mbak."

"Oh...Ok." said the Goddess

" Sister Maya please take her patients to the lab well." pinta dr.Meta on the assistant.

"Good Doc."

Kharisa and his mother headed to the laboratory escorted by sister Maya. It turns out that less than half an hour, the results of examination of blood and urine Kharisa already out. They returned to Dr.Meta's practice room.

After waiting for three patients, Dewi and Kharisa are welcome to enter.

"This is the result of Met..." Dewi handed me an envelope from Kharisa's lab. Then open. His conjecture turned out to be correct according to the results of the laboratory examination. He breathed a long breath.

"Why Met? Is anything serious?" Apparently Dewi has not opened the envelope of the examination of Kharisa lab, because his thoughts he will not understand the results of his lab, let it be directly handed over to dr. Metas, and dr. Meta that explains the results.

"Mba, Kharisa I consented to the obstetrician well, it happened to schedule the test until seven o'clock in the evening, so I can still recommend it now.

"Optimetrician? Why go to the doctor?"

seriate.......

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