Leaning My Naughty

Due to Medications

Sunny Sunday morning, birds chirping whistling on branches of shady trees, the jovial laughter of people enlivening the atmosphere. But not in the room of Young Master Satria.

The room was shattering, The young man was cowering with the already messy sheets. In the corner of the bed, the Secretary of the Gods with a swollen forehead as big as a chicken egg, uh not as good as that too Maimunah! Just a little bump and bruise, at least as big as a quail egg, standing sculpted.

On the floor of the room were scattered tissues and broken glass, either glass bottles or glass glass. Meanwhile, Bi Mona ran away with an adult man dressed in white.

Aira and Arnel were just standing outside the room, they had just been kicked out by Satria. While Nurbaya sleeps soundly in her room, although the entire house has been noisy since this morning. He doesn't care, doesn't want to know.

After arriving, the Adult Man who worked as a Doctor knocked on the door. “Young Master, Doctor has come.” said Bi Mona who stood next to the Doctor.

Satria was silent. “Can I see it, Young Master?” the doctor asked, slowly approaching.

Satria just snorted, then kicked the sheets to the floor in a still curled position. The doctor walked slowly closer, worried also if the spray Young Master Satria.

When the Doctor arrived, suddenly Satria sat down. Uh, uh, dislodged! Almost the doctor's anxious heart somersaulted out. Satria took a pillow and threw the Secretary of the Gods. “Out!” he said with sharp eyes.

The secretary was obedient, she walked out, lined up neatly with Arnel and Aira outside the room, leaning against the wall. But outside the room was not a good place for him either, because Arnel's eyes were more gripping than the hospital mortuary hall.

“Can I see and touch the wound, Young Master?” ask the doctor carefully.

“Huh.” Snorted. The doctor glanced at Bi Mona, He didn't understand that. What do people think from inside their brains? About so protested the Doctor, if he dared to fight anyway!

Bi Mona nodded, which meant that the Young Master's snort allowed. After seeing that answer, the Doctor ventured. “Excuse me yes, Young Master.” said the Doctor. Then touch Satria's face.

Look at it for a while, making sure there are no mistakes. But so groggy, he long enough to hold Satria's face.

“Still long?” Satria's voice resuscitated him.

“A..a..” The doctor was nervous. Satria.

“It.. That..” Still stammered.

“You Doctor no the hell? Can't you please?!” Stare sharply.

“If you can't, get out there!” Expelled by shaking his left hand. Then she broke her body again.

The doctor glanced at Bi Mona back, Bi Mona nodded.

“Can I ask, does Young Master have an allergy to food or medicine, Bi?”

“There has been no Doctor.” Bi Mona explained.

“Then, is Young Master taking any medicines?” the doctor asked Bi Mona, then looked at Satria, because Bi Mona did not know either.

“Itu.” sahut Satria pointed something. I don't know what he's pointing at.

Both Bi Mona's and Doctor's eyeballs were also looking in the direction indicated. There's just a spate of dirty tissue and broken glass.

Not wanting to be sprayed, the doctor walked over, holding a piece of glass that was dark brown. It looks like it's broken glass bottles.

He continues to collect and unify it, assisted by Bi Mona. However, putting together the same paper put the bottle together is different, so he can not be guided.

Satria pointed towards the table. The doctor only saw a cellphone with a gold-colored bitten fruit logo. Then he looked at Bi Mona.

Bi Mona came out, then brought the Secretary of Gods in. Bi Mona handed the phone to the Secretarias Dewa.

The god immediately knew Satria's intention to point at the mobile phone. He immediately opened the gallery, showing photos of the bottle and photos of the composition of the bottle to the Doctor.

The doctor was a beard. Then prescribe medication. “It looks like this drug is not suitable for Young Master, because there are some ingredients that contain dangerous substances and also this drug is illegal.” explained The Doctor.

“This is my medicine. Young Master should take this medicine and apply his cream to the injured face for a week.” continued the Doctor again.

Satria sat down, then looked at the Doctor and the God with her eagle eyes. “What did you say? Illegal?” the question is disrespectful. Should have called the same old Father, Young Master!

“Iya, Young Master.”

Satria grabbed a tissue box, even assisted by the God, dear a thousand times dear, the help of the god was a disaster. That's why a box of tissue was thrown into his body.

“What are you bod*h?!” hardship on the Gods.

“How long have you been working at Damrah Groub?”

“Do you want me to send to the interior?!” There were no more frills that Satria threw at him. He also understood, because at this time Satria is very emotional.

“I'm sorry, Young Master.” said Deity bowed. I don't know how many times the adult youth apologized to the teenager who became his superior.

“This is all because of the medicine you gave me, you know not?!” The God Secretary was only able to nod and listen to the nagging after scolding.

“How long have you been working with me, huh?” ask Satria again.

“Why are you silent, you deaf?!”

“It's been 4 years, Young Master. Since Young Master class 6 SD.”

“4 Years, whatever you've been doing all that time, until you don't know that I can't take drugs. I always believed in you. Go, I don't want to see you!” expel Satria.

Satisfied with it, the Secretary of God felt his sky turn dark. The teenage boy who became his superior had indeed been entrusting anything to him. Although he was cruel, but made a God different from others.

Will the trust given by Satria all this time collapse completely? Or can he fix it again. The Secretary of the Gods walked down in lethargy. Lean to the wall. Where Arnel and Aira are still faithfully waiting.

The doctor and Bi Mona were just silently silent, seeing the scene of the Gods coming out lethargic.

Staring at the Doctor, “Huh.” Grunting again while glancing at Bi Mona. Then he broke his body again.

“In...” says Doctor truncated.

“Wow, My Naughty Little Sister, why? Fever, huh? Hence, so people do not nosy.” as long as Nurbaya comes suddenly. Then got a great story from Bi Mona.

“You are the same polite, Young Master.” hardik Bi Mona.

Hearing Nurbaya's voice, Satria went inside the blanket, holding the blanket tightly.