ENTANGLED IN THE LOVE OF A DOCTOR

Vanes

Plastered in plain sight, as we descended from Bajaj. Its general writing "RSUP DR ***** ************"

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I entered through the IGD page then headed for the entrance of URJT (Integrated Outpatient Unit ). There it looks like there are already many people who are queuing with snaking queues.

I asked Security who was standing in front of the entrance.

" Sir, if you want to Take the Road to the Neural Police where it used to be,"..

"Please Register first on the right, after that take a queue to get to Poli Syarafnya," he said.

"Okay sir, Thank you" I said.

I also approached the registration table indicated by Security earlier. While Kak Ranti and Bang Ilham I told you to wait to sit in the middle of the room with a chair available.

After completing the registration form, the officer told the man to take the queue number. The snaking queue on Monday makes anyone lazy. But for the sake of recovery Ranti I sincerely stand for so long.

After getting the queue number, his attendant told him to go up to the third floor. I was back in line to climb the elevator, there was no way I had to take Kak Ranti to pass the stairs.

Arriving at the third floor, I still have to confirm again to the counter, and for the payment I use public payment, because not to UPPJ first. Instead of having to queue again, I ended up paying the registration fee of fifty thousand rupiah.

Waiting for the queue at his call was very long, the afternoon was called around three in the afternoon, because the patient was very booming. After consulting about complaints Kak Ranti, and Kak Ranti also still have to keep drinking mestinonnya four times a day.

The consultation is complete, the doctor also prescribes drugs that must be taken at the Pharmacy. And the peak here, when you want to take drugs with the Health Insurance line. It turns out there are certain conditions, I was told to take care first to UPPJ.

Arriving at UPPJ, it was not possible because it was late afternoon. It should be from morning to Poly.

"How about Bang, make sure it can't, because it's late, it should be from morning" I said. I who feel tired have to go back and forth up and down. But if for medicine, it should not be broken.

"Yes how good it is, maybe it should be redeemed first rather than not taking medicine" replied Bang Ilham.

I finally bought twenty seeds. With the price of the unit nine thousand more.

While waiting for the medicine, my phone rang and it turned out to be a Doctor from ENT. I raised it too.

"Hallo, good afternoon Ma'am,"..

"Doctor's Afternoon,"..

"Yes, I'm an ENT Doctor, How has my sister been to URM (Medical Rehabilitation Unit ) yet?" Ask.

"Not Doc, today it's new to Neural Poly,"..

"Oh, you have to be quick, Ma'am, pity his brother so he can quickly eat through the mouth,"

"Okay, Doctor, maybe go there tomorrow, right away,"..

After the call ended, I put my phone back in my sling bag. Until finally the name of Ranti was called by her Pharmacist.

After taking the medicine, we went back to the contract on foot. Seen Kak Ranti's eyelids down, probably because tired, because Kak Ranti should be pushed using a wheelchair. But I do not know where to borrow it, by being forced to endure tired Kak Ranti had to walk.

Arriving at the contract, Bang Ilham said goodbye to go home, because it was very late afternoon.

"Abang home first yes, later occasionally in the jengukin," he said.

"Yes Bang" I answered.

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After cleaning up, I went out and met the contracted person next to me. Call it Bu Yati..

"If you want to cook, just cook Ma'am, later to fill the elpigi tube change,"..

"Oh, can you cook here, ma'am?" My toot.

"Yes, we'll be together, later if we change," he said again. Thank God, I give thanks in my heart. There's no way I keep buying rice packs, because it can drain the savings.

"Oh yeah, the mother who's sick,"..

"That's my sister Ma'am,"..

"If mother?" My toot.

"I drove my husband, there was a tumor on his face. What's the kid sick?"..

"My brother just finished Operation Mom, now lives the same control therapy,"..

"Oh is in Operation?! what pain does it hurt?" Bu Yati was a little surprised.

"Tumor is like that, but inside near the lung is the same as the heart,"..

"Oh Allah, because my husband only, but the hell who contracted here are all being treated at this Hospital. There is also a tuh in the upper room, he his wife wants to give birth but must be referred here, even though she is from Lamp***,"

"Oh yeah, where did the mama come from?"..

"I'm from Ci****, where is my mother from?"..

"If my original from Ja**T***, but I'm with people who migrate to L*****," he replied.

"Bu... Where's the maemnya," He arrived at Bu Yati. Adorable daughter, her hair tied in two only wear shirts in the same shorts shots, followed by teenage girls behind her.

"Mom e, I want maem," he said. Maybe Bu Yati was going to eat her son, but instead met me.

"Whose name?" My toot.

"My name is Vanes" he answered with a big smile.

"That's my youngest child, and this one's the number two child, her name is Risa. There is another first he did not come because there would be activities in his school. This one will also go home with his Pakde, because it must be school, yesterday maksa came because he was worried about his father," Bu Yati continued to tell stories. She also talked about her husband's illness. He was able to get here also with the help of his local village administrator. Which, her husband does not have a Health Insurance. But his local administrator made him wear his neighbor's Health Insurance.

I was a little surprised, although not very understanding, but is it not against the rules?. But, never mind, let it be because it's not my domain to protest.

After talking, Ms. Yati said she wanted to have dinner first, I also went back into the room.

"Where's Deck from?" Ask Brother Ranti. Maybe because I've been outside for too long. And Ranti is also blending her food.

"That's my contracted mother next to the chat," I replied. "Aren't you drinking the mestinon?" My toot.

"Not yet, this just blenders for a meal,"

"Yes, I mashed the Mestinon first," Because indeed, Mestinon is very difficult to anchor, if only in the water soak it takes a long time. Mashings are also difficult because they are hard. I gave her the medicine first, and Ranti told me to eat first.

After eating, I helped Ranti to eat.

"Oh yes Brother, we can cook in the Kitchen" I said.

"Is there really gas?"..

"There, said Bu Yati later if the gas is replaced by the purchase, cook rice we can also cook with others. There's a fridge too, brother,"..

"Yes later if you come home from the Hospital is still late afternoon, buy vegetables to the Market,"

"Yes Brother,"..

After Ranti finished eating, I washed her cutlery in the washbasin. It turns out for a place to live, so easy to fit the needs.

Not necessarily will be able to cook yourself if the contract is not like that, which will certainly cost a lot to eat yet another.

Vanesa said from the outside, he was so smart at the age of five years, he was good at counting and also mentioned the letters of the alphabet.

After washing the dishes, I went back to my room and it's time to rest because tomorrow I still have to go back to the hospital.

I listened to my favorite song on my other phone. Yes, I have two phones, the other one bought from Bang Bagas when Kak Ranti was still in the ICU. Bang Bagas said he needed money again, I finally bought it.

When you are busy singing, the other phone vibrates indicating that there is an incoming message. I saw it from Arkan. Deggs. My heart is lying down, why is this guy calling me again.

I worry about how I feel, whether I open it or not. But I was also curious, after a long time he just contacted me again.

"[Assalamu'alaikum, Deck how are you?]" Message sounds. I am confused whether or not I answer.

"[Wa'alaikum salam]" I just answered his greeting. After that I turned off his phone, feeling still lazy to communicate with him.

I'm trying to sleep so that I don't wake up tomorrow. But these eyes were so broken to shut until finally Kak Ranti called me.

"Daddy..!" He said while shaking my body. Maybe Ranti thought that I was asleep, but just closed my eyes.

"Yes, what's wrong?" My answer.

"This is Arkan sending a message to Brother, he said please activate his cell phone he wants to talk,"..

"Here you go, sister, just tell me that I'm asleep, I'm still lazy,"..

"It can't be Deck, he's your future husband, who knows there is important," said Kak Ranti.

I shook my head, making it hard for Ranti to say that I was asleep. But just now I finished talking with Ranti, suddenly arrived Kak Ranti's cellphone reads a sign of an incoming call.

"It's Deek" Ranti wanted to give me her phone.

"Say you have slept, Brother," I replied in a clear manner. With a forced Ranti to answer his call.

"Hallo, Assalamu'alaiku" Ranti said. He's looking for his cell phone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Kak, is there Hana?"..

"There, ypi just slept,"..

"Oh, I told you that tomorrow I'm going to talk,"..

"Yes, it will be said," replied Ranti. The call ended after greeting.

"Dek, it's not good like that" said Ranti.

"Here you are, brother, I want to sleep" I said.

There is no more chatter between me too Brother Ranti. I tried to close my eyes again, but it was very difficult. While Ranti looks to have come home within minutes after talking to me.

I don't know what time I fell asleep, because when I woke up the sound of people talking outside was already crowded. There was also the sound of Vanes chattering. I glanced to my right side where Ranti was sleeping, and there was no one.

I took my phone, and looked at the clock. It was five o'clock and five minutes. Not long after, the door opened and Ranti walked in.

Ranti prayed first and I went to the bathroom.

Seriate...