Miss Your Hugs

Chapter 122

Before Nisa's arrival, Grandma had already planned something in the room with the person this afternoon she called.

“You understand what I'm talking about?!”

“Iya I understand Madam.” It was Amita, his former assistant. However, Grandma Dira's relationship with him is well established until now.

“But I'm not a doctor. I don't understand anything, about medical.”

“You talk a lot! You just follow what I tell you,” annoyed Grandma.

“And remember!! It's our secret, I know you can't lie. This time I ask you to lie, all for the good of my grandson. You understand?!”

Amita nodded.

There was the sound of the car engine stopping.

“Well it must be them,” Grandma said.

He began to lie on his soft mattress, covering part of his body with a thick blanket.

“What else are you waiting for? quickly wear that suit,” orders Grandma pointed at the doctor's suit that was on the sofa.

“It is very intention of Madam to lie to her grandson, until the white coat is provided!” his murmuring is in the heart.

“Quick put a wet cloth on my head,” the order again.

Amita nodded in obedience to all that Grandma had commanded.

They waited long enough in the room. However, Nisa did not enter her grandmother's room.

“Atime!” grouse Grandma.

“Try you see from the door, where is Nisa?”

Again Amita nodded, he stepped to the front of the door. Then came back with big steps approaching Grandma Dira.

“What's up?”

“Nona Nisa come here, quickly return to her position Madam,” orders Amita.

Grandma Dira returned to her body and acted as best she could.

Amita examined Dira's grandmother's stomach using a stethoscope, then checked the pulse on Dira's grandmother's wrist.

“Why with my Grandma? You who?” nisa asked worriedly enough to see the weakly lying grandmother.

“I Do-doctor,” he said nervously.

“What happened to my Grandma?” asked Nisa again she sat down next to her grandmother, then checked her grandmother's body temperature with her palm.

“Cold,” murmured.

“The temperature of the Madam's body has gone down Miss, because I have taken the medicine I gave. Last afternoon the temperature was very hot, Even I repeatedly compress it.”

“What happened to my Grandma. Last afternoon he was fine, still able to walk.”

“The blood sugar is too high and the blood pressure is also high. Try Miss look, I just checked it and here's the result.”

Amita hands over the results so Nisa trusts her.

“We're going to the hospital now. Where's Toni?” Nisa's getting anxious.

“Do Not Miss.”

“Why? Didn't the doctor say, if Grandma's blood sugar is high! Oh yeah... I just saw you, are you the doctor who used to handle grandma?”

“I mean, Mistress Don't take it now. Let him rest and I've been a doctor for a long time. Coincidentally I just returned a few days ago from out of town because I served there,” he said without hesitation.

Because Grandma Dira glanced at him sharply, so that he did not miss talking.

“Is it dangerous if grandma stays at home?”

“No Madam. I've given him the medicine, we'll see tomorrow. If it gets worse, we have to take him to the hospital.”

“My advice Madam don't be too stressed and mind a lot. Given his age is not young anymore, but you have to give pleasure, in order to reduce his stress.”

“Erwin...” murmured grandma indistinctly out of her mouth with her eyes still closed.

Nisa wondered why Grandma mentioned Erwin's name when her eyes were still closed.

Grandma slowly opened her eyes, her current position was to turn her back on Nisa and face Amita.

“What's the Madam? Do you need anything?” asked Amita softly.

Amita nodded, then took some water and poured it into a glass.

“I want to confide in you, but you have to promise not to tell my grandson?”

“Curhat?” nisa asked in her heart, she frowned in wonder.

Amita was silent for a moment, she saw Nisa who was behind her. Nisa rubs her index finger on her lips, a sign that Amita will not tell her if she is behind Grandma.

“Please Mistress. If it makes you better, please remove what is stuck in your heart.”

“Actually I just dreamed of dying. But before this happens, I would love to see my granddaughter marry Erwin. Everyone is going to die, but I feel like my death is coming soon. But... Nisa's stubborn, she won't even give me my last request. Hu-hu-hu...” said the grandmother played with tears.

“Right now I want to die as soon as possible, no one cares about me in this house. Even this small request of mine he could not afford. Doctor Amita, try to inject me with death! I don't want to live anymore,” he added again.

“Mistress, don't talk like that. We'll find a solution. Speech is prayer,” said Amita unconsciously.

The grandmother who heard it immediately glared her eyes at Amita.

“Jeez, I mispronounced sepetinya,” said Amita in heart.

“Mistress, rest. You are currently very weak, I will help and try to persuade her Nisa. But, don't expect this full will work.”

Grandma Dira nodded, Amita took another water that she had put before on the nightstand and handed it to grandma.

Dita's grandmother drank half of it, then lay down her body with a slanted position facing Amita.

“Doctor Amita. You want to help me, right? Please persuade her,” said grandma.

“I try.”

Nisa was silent at her grandmother's words.

After saying all that, grandma acted back pretending to sleep and came back as if she was delirious calling Nisa and Erwin's names. After a few minutes, a small snoring came back from my grandmother's mouth.

“It seems, Madam is sleeping really,” Amita said in her heart.

"Miss, can we talk outside. Talking here will disturb him to rest."

“Iya, we go to my room,” take Nisa.

Amita followed Nisa's steps, towards her room. Nisa takes the Doctor under the guise of Dira's grandmother to the balcony.

“Please sit.”

“Thank you Miss.”

“Maybe, Miss has heard what Mrs Dira was talking about. I am not part of your family, but.I as her doctor Madam, suggest that Madam not be too stressed.”.

“Seeing from the way the Madam spoke, it looks like she is experiencing severe stress,” added Amita by talking carefully, because Dira's grandmother threatened her.

“I'll talk about this tomorrow morning, when Grandma is awake. Can I ask you?”

“Bby miss.”

“Are you married?”

“Already miss. I've been married three times,” said.

“Hah...? three times?”

Amita nodded.

“My husband was the first and is now in prison for drug abuse. The two died and the one I now open my heart again to marry for the third time.”

Nisa leaned her shoulders, heaving a heavy sigh.

“I'm afraid to remarry. But.. on the other hand I also think of my Grandma and son who are so close to Erwin,” muttered Nisa. Heard by Amita.

“Convince your heart Miss and surrender to Him to ask for directions.”

“Yes, maybe you're right.”

“Oh yes... thank you for taking care of my Grandma, when I left earlier.”

“It's been my duty miss.”

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