ENTANGLED IN THE LOVE OF A DOCTOR

The Condition of Kak Ranti

Seen the woman approached the car and talked to Kak Ranti as well as the woman who came out of the car, maybe it was Kak Ranti's employer, Ms. Fatma. After chatting, it was seen that Ranti hastily entered the house. Maybe the woman told me I was there.

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" Yes..!!" Excited, when he entered the house. I got up from my seat and approached her, I grabbed her hand and shook hands, then Brother Ranti hugged me, like there was a heavy burden of mind.

After that, Ranti shook hands with Mas Ali and said to enter the room first. Not long after, Ms. Fatma came in and approached me.

" Ranti's sister, huh..?" Ask. I grabbed his hands together. " Yes." Yeah." My answer.

" Mr Ranti has been unable to enter food for two days, so it must be treated.." Ms. Fatma told me.

" It's also run out in the ronsen of Hospital G.." Further.

I'm a mangosteen, "When it hurts, what does it hurt Mom.? " Tanyaku.

" The pain can not be concluded clearly, some say nasopharyngeal tumor. Therefore, this must be referred to the large Hospital in City J, the equipment is more complete and must be treated immediately because it has been two days can not eat." It's clearly Ms. Fatma.

After Bu Fatma told him Mas Ali said goodbye because it was already dusk. Mas Ali gave me two hundred thousand dollars. " I can't give you anything, I can only pray that his brother will heal quickly, this is a little for the provision "She said while putting money in my bag.

I'm taking Mas Ali to the front of the house. " Thank you very much, I'm sorry I've been troubling.

" It's okay, it's going to keep getting news.." The answer.

I just smiled, "Brave heart on the road "I said. Mas Ali nodded and walked away from me. There's sadness, not feeling good and feeling I don't know. I kept quiet while continuing

looking at each step of his foot that continued to walk without looking again, until finally he was not seen again when he turned.

I went back in after Mas Ali was completely out of sight. " Where's Alinya going..?" Said Ranti. Looks like Ranti's sister has taken a shower.

" Home home" I answered.

" Why you've come home, you're going to say thank you first "

" Fear of the night Brother "I answered again.

" Yes, I ate first "

Ranti's sister took me to her room, the Household Assistant's room. There is also another ART. I went back to the living room to pick up my purse and put it in my room.

" Hayu eat first." I also followed Kak Ranti and scooped rice as well as side dishes and vegetables. Then I went back to my room. There I saw Brother Ranti who had difficulty chewing her food and when swallowing it choked. ' O Allah, what pain does Ranti have? ' I said in my heart. I sped up my meal and then washed my used dishes.

After that, I went back to the room again, and I saw that Ranti was drinking milk using a straw slowly. But again the milk came out of his nose. I was just stunned to see it, but even though such distress, Ranti looks strong.

True, this body feels sticky by sweat, even though on the bus was wearing AC. When I take a shower, this body feels refreshed.

Not long after, the sound of adzan magrib was heard from the mosque around the complex, also on a small television in Kak Ranti's room. Yeah, I called it a little television, because it's tiny. I don't know how many inches, because the size is small and I just saw it.

I know fourteen-inch televisions are the smallest, but there's still a small one.

After the Maghrib prayer, everyone was busy preparing for Kak Ranti's departure to the Hospital. Including Ranti, she was busy packing her clothes into the bag. " What..!! " my heart is screaming.

" Why bring a lot of clothes, sister "Tanyaku. Kak Ranti like people want to go home, big bags filled all by his clothes.

" It's okay.." The answer.

" Sir, it's done yet..? " Task Ms. Fatma.

" It's Mom.." The voice of Ranti Sengau.

' O Allah, how many people love Ranti ' I said in my heart. I was so moved when I saw an employer and her Staircase Assistant. He was very good, very good, knowing his ART pain was precisely on the path to more adequate treatment. If in Kampung, I'm sure maybe Kak Ranti will only stay at home and sleep, at least take stall medicine.

In my village is still common with treatment to the Hospital. Especially having to go to a large Hospital, it is not in the view of people in the village, especially with the condition of my family who fall into the category of poor people. There is even Health Insurance assistance from the Government is also never used on the grounds there is no cost for Transportation.

" This is for Mbak to sleep, " said Ms. Fatma. He gave me a pillow and a bedcover.

" Thank you very much, ma'am.." My speech. I put it in the trunk of the car. After the preparations were finished, I got into the car and followed Ranti. There are many neighbors who witnessed Kak Ranti's departure to the Hospital. From the start of the neighbors, the ART, as well as friends of friends of Bu Fatma who already know Kak Ranti. Solidarity with the population of the complex was very high, even before leaving earlier, the theme was Ms. Fatma handing over the donation she collected from her friend Ms. Fatma.

" Sir, this is a little money from us, in the hands of Mbak only times yes.." Her speech. I gawked, I've never seen that much money. " This amounts to two million more "Next.

" Yes Na, you hold it for later." Ranti's sister chimed in. I was more confused, because I never held that much money, my salary was only four hundred thousand a month. Yes, my salary is only four hundred thousand with the allowance of ten thousand a day.

I finally got the money and put it in my wallet. " Nitip Mbak Ranti ya Mbak.." Her speech. I'm nodding. 'Really noble of your heart Brother, everyone loves you' I murmured. Ranti was hugged and given support.

Again touched again when in the car, it turns out that the one who brought the car was the husband of the employer Kak Ranti and in the same friend of the husband who gave up the donation earlier.

Cars began to run through the streets to the city, the atmosphere was very crowded and even jammed which made our trip a little time consuming. About two and a half hours we were on the way, until finally pity at the large General Hospital in City J. row of buildings surround it. I was like a dream brought to a place like this.

The car was parked perfectly in front of the IGD, then the husband of the employer Kak Ranti and her friend came down and went straight to Security . I also went down at Kak Ranti. Not long after, Security brought a wheelchair for Ranti.

The first thing to do is to register with the administration, then check the tension and weigh the weight. After that, Ranti reviewed various questions about her current illness. It is then taken to the ENT section of IGD.

Seriate..