Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

Ill

In the morning, after finishing the morning prayers Za broke out of the room, he swept every corner of the living room with his gaze, looking for a figure who would normally sit there after he returned home from the mosque.

But he did not find the man who had become her husband there, where was he? haven't returned him?.

Za turns to the kitchen, cooking breakfast for her and Idris. After he finished, he returned to the living room, taking Idris for breakfast together. But, he did not find his figure there.

"Not returned yet? old tumben!"

"Or maybe he's still in the room"

Za approached Idris's room, he tapped on his room, and there was no answer, he tried again and still, no answer. The clock was seven in the morning.

Za opens the door to Idris' room.

"Mas!" he said while looking for the figure he was looking for.

Nihil, repeatedly Za called no one to answer. Za was about to get out of Idris's room, but, there was something odd, he noticed the blanket on the bed, there was a mound there, Za approached, he slowly opened the blanket.

He saw the figure he had been looking for since, shivering under the blanket.

"Astaghfiullah! You have a fever!" Za touched Idris's forehead.

He took a basin filled with water and cloth, and wet it to compress Idris, so that Idris was calmer and asleep.

As Idris slept, Za returned to the kitchen to make porridge for Idris. When he finished, he took it to his room.

At the sight of Idris who was still asleep, he noticed the look on the face of the husband, unconsciously his hand outstretched to touch the face of her husband, but Za hurriedly pulled back, as Idris' eyes blinked.

Slowly Idris opened his eyes, seeing Za sitting beside him. Idris got up, leaned back on the bed.

"Eat first, Mas!" Za took the porridge he made, he gave the bowl of porridge to Idris.

Idris received it even with his hands still shaking.

"Thank you" said Idris.

Za smiled in response.

because Idris' body was still limp, he could not hold the spoon properly, so he could not lift the spoon.

Za saw Idris in distress, he took back the porridge in Idris's lap, then scooped the porridge and fed it to Idris.

Idris ate the porridge from Za's hand, his eyes not turning to look at Za.

It was clear that the look of worry on Za, there was a sense of happiness to see Za so worried about her, again, Idris could not hold the corner of his lips to not smile.

"Why Mas?" Za who looked at Idris had a faint smile asked.

"What?"

"Why smile?"

"Just like"

With a little annoyance Za said. "It hurts, really, really, really!"

'Don't know what I'm worried about, ' Za said in her heart.

'Yes, seneng dong, it will be noticed' inner Idris.

Idris chuckled, his eyes still not turning from looking at Za, while he unconsciously devoured the porridge that Za gave him.

idris's mouth was still open, waiting for Za's hand to bribe her.

Za who saw Idris still opened his mouth, took water and thrust it until it stuck in Idris' mouth.

Idris surprised. " Ah ... is up!" he said with an awkward smile.and glanced at the empty bowl.

While Za held back laughter at the behavior of Idris.

' Think he's just made me fail to focus, what else are rich decks gini, can be over my brain ' inner Idris.

Idris was about to pick up the glass that Za had thrust. But Za held him back.

"I help, Mas" Idris drank it up the toilet.

Za glanced at the empty glass and bowl, then turned to glance at Idris, Za smiled awkwardly while scratching her non-itchy nape. Laper him!.

"Mas, have a cure?"

"It's there, you see it in the bag!" Za picked up Idris's bag, a small bag he used to carry to the hospital.

"Open it!" her word.

Za opened Idris' bag, and took some medicine in it.

"This one, doc!" Za showed me one type of medication.

"Yes, that one"

"Evening, also in drinking, Mas"

"No" Idris said spontaneously.

Za sighed. "Do you know fever, why not drink?"

'if last night in a drink, the morning must be lightening, if it is light, right, there is no scene of rich attention gini. Fix the illness brings good luck.' his mind is happy.

"No mind" Idris replied.

"Jude, rest again, yeah!, uh, but I'm praying?"

"Udah, at home." Za nodded his head.

"You ... in cooking something." a little hesitant Za asked.

"It's up to you" Idris replied.

"Za!" Idris again called out to Za who was about to step out.

"Yes,"

"Can, get me my phone, maybe I tatro in the bag, I want to contact the hospital, to update it if I can't get into the procedure" he said in the statement.

Za nodded. He found the phone Idris asked for, after meeting him he gave it to Idris.

"Thank you" Za smiled, responding to Idris' words.

****

Za knocked on the door of Idris's room, as he had no response this morning, though he knocked on it many times. Worried that something might happen to Idris, Za opens the door to Idris' room. Idris was performing the Dzuhur prayer.

Idris finished his silat, Za reentered with food on a tray. Za placed the food on a small table beside the bed.

Za was about to get out of the room, but was restrained by Idris's voice.

"Eat already?" Idris asked Za.

"Not yet" Za replied.

"We ate together, yeah"

'Eat together, eat one plate means' inner Za.

"We just eat outside" said Idris while carrying a tray that was carried by Za earlier.

'Aish, Za, Za, don't ngarep' Za said in his heart.

At the dinner table Za seems to think, if Idris is sick maybe because he is not good at caring for Idris.

Za just stirred his food without him putting anything in his mouth.

Idris who saw Za as if he had no taste, asked.

"Why?"

Za surprised. "Well!"

"Why not eat? just in that jumble. Think of something again"

"Oh, no, really, Mas!"

after she finished eating, Za held Idris back from going to her room.

"Wait, Mom!" Idris rested himself on the chair.

"Za, I'm sorry, dad, mas!"

Idris furrowed his brows "Sorry, why?"

"Because Za who is not good enough to take care of mas, mas became sickly rich gini" he said weakened.

Idris breathes. "Za, this isn't Za's fault. I have a lot of patients, so it's soy sauce"

"Remain Za who ..." As usual Idris always cut out Za's words.

"Don't blame yourself, I'm just exhausted"

'There are also many thoughts, but only one thought. Yes ... you. Khanza Aditya.' Inner Idris while looking at Za who was bowed.

seriate....

sorry if there is a less connected or a lot of typonya. 🙏🙏 because this episode author does not edit.

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