Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab58's chat. Morning Streets

The wind blew carrying a bone-chilling cold. When the dew still faithfully covers the grass. Make anyone reluctant to immediately rise from the dispute.

The corn stretched lazily, as Heru woke him from outside the door. His drowsiness seemed unable to stand it anymore.

"Body ... wake up woy ... tumben clock is not up yet, Mas?" Heru continues to try to wake up the universe that has not yet responded.

Kukhin ...!

The door opens from the inside, showing the face of my beautiful Jagad poking out from between the doors.

"Sholat first!" said Heru as he passed away leaving Jagad.

The corn immediately came out walking straight into the bathroom with a towel draped around his neck. Immediately clean yourself to slightly reduce drowsiness and fatigue.

While Heru chose to go out, walking alone to the mosque not far from home. While enjoying the cool dew that was carried by the wind. His face was so shady and opium to look at.

After praying together in the Mosque, Heru took the time to take a short walk. Surround the village of Randujati in the morning.

For some reason, his footsteps seemed to force him to go further down the road to the Sahara village which was adrift quite far from this village.

Seen a vast expanse of rice fields that stretch. Decorate the beautiful flowers that are neatly embedded on each side of the ground plot. Increasingly add to the beautiful and beautiful impression of the scenery of this village.

The sun's rays are getting brighter. Sometimes Heru stopped his steps to just photograph the beautiful scenery that nature presents this morning.

"Mas, where are you going in the morning?" asked an old man who had appeared from behind Heru's back. From the looks of it, it was certain that the person was about to go to the rice field.

"Streetings, Sir. Early in the morning go to the rice fields, is it cold, sir?" ask Heru.

"It is precisely because it is still good morning for work, later if it is hot afternoon it becomes lazy," he explained as he passed leaving Heru.

Heru continued his steps. From a distance he accidentally saw the Sahara walking from the opposite direction.

Heru quickened his footsteps, approaching Sahara who was busy chatting with a middle-aged woman on the edge of the rice field.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Heru from behind the Sahara's back.

The woman turned and replied to Heru's greeting, "Wa'alaikumsalam. Why did it get here?" ask around Sahara.

"Eh there's Mas Heru. Tumben's here early in the morning?" ask the woman beside Sahara, who turns out to be her mother.

Heru immediately greeted Sahara's mother with such courtesy.

"So from the mosque continue the streets, ma'am. Mumpung intention, hehehe ...!" reply Heru.

"Yes already. I want to go to the rice fields first, if you want to go for a walk please!" he said as he walked away leaving Heru and Sahara.

"Damn, Mom!" answer Heru and Sahara at the same time.

The two of them were enjoying the morning cold. While telling each other about ambiguous things that decorated laughter. Although only limited to walking together, it feels enough to treat the longing they have endured because they rarely meet.

After the walk and drive the Sahara to the front of the house. Heru returned to the Clinic with a happy feeling that was hard to describe.

Seen a crowded clinic. Several people were seen waiting in the front seats of the Clinic, waiting for Jagad and Handayani who were still preparing inside. It also looks Guntur and Trisnya who are fondling Nawang in the backyard of the Clinic.

"Mas, Ma'am ... morning really nyampenya?" greet Heru to both of them.

"Yes, Her. Males jammed if bad luck," replied Thunder.

Heru immediately darted in and got ready for work. Leaving the two of them who were busy with Nawang.

After being satisfied playing with Nawang, Thunder immediately prepared to follow his two friends to work. Serving patients who come until the morning does not feel begins to change during the day.

The student that Thunder had brought was aware of his stupor. He immediately took the phone from his bag, to tell his parents at home.

"Sorry, Dek. I was surprised there was a cat crossing, so I stepped on the brake suddenly. For the repair of the bike let me pay. Is anyone still sick?" Thunder tried to explain his carelessness to the boy who was still wearing the high school uniform.

"Ndak papa, sir. I actually got wind too. No need to take the bike, sir. Earlier, before the car hit my father had felt rich to faint. Sorry, sir!" obviously the teenager.

"Corn, Sir!" politely replied.

His face still looks very pale. It is clear that the child is sick.

Not long after, his family finally arrived. They looked so worried when they saw the teenager lying weakly with an infusion hose attached to his hand. And also some scratches on the temples, elbows and times to his left.

"Oh Allah Riko, why did you come like this?" ask the teenager.

"Ndak papa, Buk. Riko had fainted on the road, fortunately helped by the Doctor!" he answered while pointing towards Thunder.

"Thank you, sir!" said the woman with the thunders.

Just as Thunder was about to explain the matter earlier this morning, Rico immediately shook his head as if to code for Thunder to undo his intentions. He didn't want his mother to worry more. If you know Riko has hit Thunder's car.

"Together, Mom. Oh yeah, he's still very hot. So it's better tonight that Riko stays here first, until he's completely recovered!" thunder said.

The look on the woman's face was a little moody.

"How much does it cost, sir?" ask the woman.

"Free, Mom. I am responsible" said Guntur.

"Riko doesn't have to wait, Mom. Mom and Bulik at home just take care of the father," said Riko.

"Thank you very much, sir!" said the woman as she reached for Thunder's hand and grasped it tightly.

"Current, Ma. Don't worry about Riko, God willing he's safe here!" thunder said.

Riko smiled in relief, hearing the words of Thunder. At least it can make his mother not too worried about his condition.

"Mother doesn't need to be here long, Riko already said it doesn't need to be followed. Later if Riko has healed straight home, I don't have to think too much about Riko. Poor father no one to take care of," Riko told the mother.

"Here, I brought a change of clothes for you some snacks. Mom, you'll hang out for a second, okay? Then your father also sleeps again" the woman told her son.

"Yes, Ko. Let your mother here first, Bulik can take care of your father alone," said the woman beside Riko's mother.

"Ndak, Bulik. Better mom go home. I don't want to father until why at home, wong Bulik also have to take care of the stalls," declined Riko.

The mother had to obey the words of her son. Because circumstances do not allow him to leave the husband who is also sick at home.

After the departure of the mother, Thunder immediately approached Riko.

"Why didn't you say you fell for me?" ask Thunder.

"Not do it, sir. If Ibuk knows your car is damaged by my motorcycle, it even more panic," explained Riko.

"Your father is sick?" ask Thunder.

"Yes, Sir. It has been a year that my father has not been able to leave the house" replied Riko.

"What pain? Are you in the hospital?" ask Thunder.

"Already, Sir. Land and houses are sold out to pay hospital fees, but the results remain the same. My father still couldn't move. He could only lie there enduring the pain from his body filled with scabs. Her stomach also grew rich in pregnant people," explained Riko with bristling eyes.

"Doctor didn't tell you what pain it was?" ask Thunder.

"Can't be sure yet, sir. The doctor just said it was a rare disease" he added.

"When you're healed, let me take you home. I'd like to see your father's condition!" thunder said.

"Really, Sir?" ask Riko.

"Yes, the important thing is that you heal first!" Thunder immediately left Riko, following Jagad and Heru who were joking with Nawang in the back room.

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