My Only One's

Visitation

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"It's okay, it's a common reaction after surgery. Moreover, the painkillers have been reduced." Doctor Kirana explained.

"But my advice is not to move this area a lot? Even talking a little sometimes will affect the results of the operation" said the beautiful doctor while pointing to the point where he dissected Amara's face.

"How long has the band been installed like this?" Galang asked.

"At least it takes an average of a week or two to recover."

"By continuing to use bandages like this?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Can't be faster?"

"Can't Mr. Galang, it's been determined according to the standard."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, so my advice should stay this way until it is declared good. To make the result fit what we want."

Galang nodded his head.

"So everything is clear, right? I hope that what I say has a good impact."

"Yes Doctor, thank you for the explanation" said Galang.

"Well then, if no one will be asked again I say goodbye" said Dr. Kirana later.

"Yes, thank you again. But don't get bored later? Because I will ask you this question often." The barge delivered him to the front door.

"It's okay Mr. Galang, just ask if it is needed. I will answer as much as I can."

"Yes Doctor."

"Okay, excuse me?" Then the woman left.

"Really's cab?" Amara was heard muttering as her husband returned to her nearby.

"What's? You said something?" Galang.

Amara shook her head.

"Do you need anything, or maybe you want to eat?" The man then asked.

Amara nodded again.

"You keep shaking your head anyway?" Galang laughed a little because of his wife's attitude after Doctor Kirana left their room.

"Can't you say much first?" Amara answered.

"Ohhh .. Yes also." The man chuckled again.

"So how?"

"What?"

And at the same time, there appeared an ordinary officer who delivered food for Amara.

"What's this?" The woman stared at some containers filled with food for her. 

One bowl contained porridge that looked so soft. Another one contains a kind of soup with a very strong fragrant spice, and a glass of orange-colored juice.

"Baby food?" Amara mutters.

"Let's just say so." Galang sat down on the chair he had prepared and pulled the table containing food near Amara.

"Let's have a baby, eat first?" The man was intent on bribing her as usual.

"Seriously I should eat that?" Amara stared at the containers with a dislike look.

"Yes. To make it easier and you do not have to chew it for too long. Not good for the results of the operation later." Error answering.

"Well, what other food? When should I eat that?" Amara grumbling.

"Now eat this first, you will finish the operation. I'll have some other food, will I?" Galang thrust a spoon near Amara's mouth.

The woman was silent.

"Miss? Eat." said Galang again and he put the tip of the spoon into Amara's mouth.

Which finally made the woman obey. His left face still hurt, but he was hungry.

"So dong?" Galang was happy about that.

And the activity did not last long enough when after a while someone came to visit. Satria's family who came so early with his two sons, followed Dimitri who brought his son and wife. It made the morning atmosphere crowded.

"Hey, how are you?" Darren greets first, not usually. Daryl just looked at her from behind.

"I'm brother, I can't do anything. Want to say it's also difficult to have a lot of nahan kayak gini." Amara spoke with a slight restraining of her jaw in order not to move too much.

Darren laughs.

"It's okay, just for a second. Later after this you can say plus beautiful again" he said.

"Hm …." Amara mutters.

"Hurry to heal" said Darren again, making Amara nod her head.

"Sir Ara now hurts what? Why is his face so rich?" Anya who had been silent since then now began to open her voice.

"Sir Arenya has been replaced by Anya." Error answering.

"What operation?" The boy asked again.

"His face."

"The operation's in apain?"

"What is his face that Ara's broken, so it has to be repaired?"

"There's a scar."

"Oh, who was the time of the accident?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Continue believing? Replaced another face?" said the boy again, and made the people around him almost laugh.

"Geez!" The bar even reacted to it.

"Ara's brother had his face replaced?" Anya approaching.

"It's not replaced, but in fact the wound, let it be better." Error answering.

"Oh, .. So the scar is gone?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So will her face change?"

"Not changed, just good anymore." He started getting upset.

"Ohhh .... Keep abis this …."

"Well, shall we go out?" Daryl who had been silent since then finally opened his voice.

"Where to go?" He made his nephew's attention distractible.

"Anywhere."

"You want some snacks?" Anya immediately approached her uncle.

"Jokan?" Daryl frowned.

"Buy food in the mini market." Anya explained the meaning of her words.

"Om know what a snack is. It's just, at this hour you've asked for snacks?" The man looked at his watch.

"Let's Om."

"Is the mini market open?"

"Well, isn't anyone closing?" answer the boy.

"Times?"

"Yes, ask Mommy. If you go out at night, you like to bring snacks from the mini market. Isn't Mommy?" He looked at his mother.

"Eee .. sometimes." Rania scratched her un-itchy head.

"Eh, his son's pantesan asked for snacks, his mother likes snacks?" Daryl to Rania.

"Come Om! Our splinter snare?" Anya approached, then grabbed her uncle's hand.

"Ah, that means Om just invited you out not for jajan you know?"

"It's okay, it's my juvenile om."

Daryl opened his mouth.

"Why? Don't have any money, do you? Ask for the same Opa."

"What a joke?"

"Omm, Om never jajanin me anyway? Not like Opa often buyin I snack the same take the streets too."

Rania held back the laughter that almost gushed hearing the sentence that came out of her daughter's mouth. So did the others.

"Gee! It's so annoying to you?" Daryl grumbling.

"Opa, ask for money to take Om Daryl jajan." Anya turned to Satria who was laughing.

"Heh, what is it?" Daryl reacted.

"Om diem continues anyway, was I caught?"

"Who did you pick up, Om didn't you just walk out?"

"Same as Om."

"Know?"

"But I want a snack."

"Gee!"

"Udah is there, bring Anya jajan gih." Rania reacted. "But, love Anya money let her be quiet" he asked Dimitri.

"What's? No, I have a lot of." Daryl finally pulled the nephew out of the room.

"I'm ikuuutt!" Zenya chased them both.

"Well! One headache, let alone two?" the man grunts after Daryl is outside. But he also brought his two nephews out as he said just now.

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