Not Glass Cans

110. Fret Waiting

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"The...Elsa..! GoCar has arrived! All ready to be delivered! Don't be late! Hurry, Elsi!!" Ah, that voice is back now I hear it every day and it's so impatient.

Mukena who just released dzuhur, I fold slowly with an uninspired heart. It's been six weeks, the person I'm waiting for didn't come after. While all the messages I sent bertubi, only get an occasional reply. With a very short reply and does not give the satisfaction of the heart at all.

Want to call, for the sake of hearing a little voice that misses me. But what is power, when ever tried, it is precisely the greeting from the operator that is heard from there. A sense of prestige that stretches between the restraint so as not to try again. Shouldn't the report from the operator be enough to tell him to turn around to contact me? Oh, Garrick..

"Yes, buuuk! Wait a minute.., still wearing a veil!" Quickly I screech my mother, there is a sound of steps approaching very quickly. And that step went away again after I cried. And that must be my mother.

Yes., this is my routine now, after I returned home to the city of Malang. Come forward with my mother's catering business and become a courier for her. With the occasional marketing through online as a form of my support. And only occasionally do I do business in my mother's kitchen. There were already two standbay rheses beside him, three with me.

The customer I drive every meal, the results I get from online advertising marketing on my facebook account. Notably, the complete package of rice boxes amounted to seventy-five boxes each time between, and I had to take three times a day. The order that I got, really excited my mother.

Each box was labeled twenty thousand, and I got twenty percent of each box. My mom was so royal this time to me. He said it was my sustenance, and he said it too, that I should never leave him again.

Oh..My huge income per day, which is almost a million.. Makes me feel so lazy to forget myself..Expect the construction of this hotel to continue and never finish until later.. Hi.hi.hi..The tamak?! No!!

This rice box has been running for two weeks since my village came home. Because, after two weeks satisfied to give up longing in my city, I have started making advertisements for mother catering business on my facebook account. And the dipper was also welcomed. I got a fixed order from a building contractor, who asked me to supply food three times a day, to the town of Batu in the Paralyang-Songgoriti area. There is a big construction there. Looks like a new hotel with a magnificent star.

About me now, I'm changing. My normally open but polite appearance is now veiled and covered. Either hidayah, either tired.., this Muslim dress syar'i that I believe to be my right choice. In addition to the model is polite and comfortable, when I wear it out it feels safe.

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The hotel building is pretty good. Be polite and reasonable. I know him well. Armand's name, Armand's age is young but very mature, all workers are disinclined to him. But make no mistake, this foreman already has three children at the age of 29 years.

"Hurry up, where are you going, Elsi?" Armand, the foreman asked me. He asked while counting the rupiah red sheets to pay me this afternoon.

"Want home, Armand. Wanna bobok. Teeth hurt. Without a hole.." Yeah, since last night my teeth hurt for no reason.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Armand threw the money at me.

"It's time, but it's time to drink again. I forgot that." I don't count that money anymore, Mas Armand is very thorough and honest. My teeth hurt too much, no more lust counting.

"Try the doctor.." The man was busy shaking his wallet. What is sought..

"Yes, I want to see a doctor.But definitely queue.." I put glasses and a mask on my face. I'm preparing to retreat. Yeah, I always stick those two things in my face.

"Guest..!!" I turn my body, Armand's heading towards me.

"This is my friend, just finished education. But it's been open practice for almost two weeks. Just try to get there. Maybe not too queued." I received a business card that was given out by Armand.

"Thank you, my mom. I'll go home first." Immediately I walked towards the GoCar I ordered and came. I want to take medicine and sleep in my room.

Drg. Nino Sebastian, that's the name Armand has recommended. Dentists who just opened a practice in the area of Gadang, Malang city, closed until ten pm. Pretty night, I can come after Isya' only. Maybe the queue is deserted, I want to be served quickly.

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My mother looked in wonder as I went back inside the house. While GoCar was carrying the rice box I let it go by. Armand I told you about it in a message on my phone.

"Well, lapo ta, you're not taking your rice with you, Si ?" My mother was amazed to see me.

"No, buk. I'm gonna go check my teeth. About the rice, I told the driver and the same foreman over there. They know it for themselves, buk.." Kuredam panicked my mother. He must have been a poet if the rupiah he had carefully calculated was floating.

"Yo wes, if it's clear. Your teeth are a pain, Si?" I nodded my head as I glanced at my mother.

Wisdom teeth? Milk teeth? At twenty-four this year? It could be.., but let the expert doctor only detect.

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It also seems to have to be in line. Five more people. It was night, eight o'clock more.

I went to the dentist escorted by Amel. My best friend since childhood, who lived in a complex with me. But she was married before me, and had one child. It was also what made my mother increasingly restless on my boyfriend at that time. And then Juan proposed to me.

"The.. How is this.., my son wakes up and cries and keeps looking for me." Amel while leaning sat down, speaking riled at me.

"There's two more people left, Mel.. Awkwardly. Cook me you left? Wait, yeah. Your husband's not there, Mel?" I was angry too, like that.

"I'm all I want my son, Si.. He doesn't want anyone else. Will cry on him that.." Amel's voice was already choked. Ah, how can I hold the union of mother and son.

"Yeah..Cough, Mel..Go first, pity your baby. Thanks, it's got me." While saying, I tuck three blue sheets into his hand.

"Eh..Si.., thank you. Sorry I left. You dare, right?" Amel saw salting with me.

"Because, Mel. To Batam just desperate..Moreover, this is just Gadang..Lah Mel, dekaaat." Amel seemed satisfied with my answer.

"Yo weslah's. If there's any phone... Ati-ati's.." Hauuh.sickness! Amel passed by as he lowered my left cheek. He forgot what my pain was.. Hu.hu.hu..

Ah, leg..The last patient has come out. Soon I will be the one to be called.

Right,, right now I have entered the room drg. Nino. The doctor was washing his hands in the sink on my back. Then turn around and look at me. He took his new rubber gloves.

"Open the mask and the glasses... Let me check your teeth.." Doctor Nino sounded friendly and patiently spoke. Wearing those gloves while looking at me. He was also masked, only his narrow wide eyes were visible.

I opened my mask and my glasses. I keep it in my shoulder bag. I want to quickly check and finish, it's almost ten o'clock in the evening.

The doctor was stunned to see me.

"Already, doc.." I'm vocal.

"Ehm..Okay..Please go up there." Doctor Nino pointed at a large sleeping chair. There are always chairs in every dentist's clinic.

Doctor Nino asked about my pain, then nodded after hearing me groan about the pain I was suffering from.

"Open his mouth wide.." Ah, even though it was very gentle telling, still I guess dig was troubled in fear...

Doctor Nino didn't grumble my mouth and teeth for long. No comment on my toothache. Like the pain of a toothache this is very trivial for him.

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"Your milk teeth are growing, the pain is arising because the tooth urges your gums to then break and your teeth appear and enlarge."

That was the brief explanation given by the handsome doctor Nino Sebastian. The good looks of the young dentist were undeniable after his mouth mask was thrown away after examining my teeth.I went from his practice by grasping the medicine and drinking rules he gave me.

Almost eleven o'clock at night. I'm standing by the road, in front of the fence at Nino's dental clinic. The phone, which was almost low bat when I took it away, is now dead. My heart was worried, there was no sign of ojek or taxi passing by.

Eve Malang city when the night is really cold bit to the bone.New I realized, this area is a suburban area near the stop that is said to be prone to thugs and hoodlums. Honestly I'm worried, I really understand my area..