Red Box

Bullet 17: Doctor Hadi

“Udah done, yes?” askaku, enter the examination room.

I just realized, it turns out the signboard on Om Hadi's desk has been replaced.

“I've done taping, as well as doing all the checks,” replied Om Hadi, “ini bring X-rays home! If in two to three weeks no progress, bring it here again!” he continued, while offering a large brown envelope.

Seeing that Fira was silent, I immediately grabbed the envelope and rushed over to the girl.

With a blank look, he daydreamed alone, sitting on a check mattress.

Both shoes appear to have been re-attached, indicating the examination has been completed.

“You all right?” my many.

“Hey!”

I patted the girl on the shoulder, because I kept daydreaming.

“H-Hm?”

With a look of confusion, Fira turned her head.

“Checking is done, do you want to stay?” my many.

“Ah, true!” sahut Fira, “fast carry me!” he continued, stretching out both hands.

Distraught, I turned to Om Hadi, but he blinked one eye.

It seemed, he was doing something that made him act like this.

“Quick, I need to take a break immediately and compress!” whining.

My whole body was goosebumps, confused to hear his childlike voice. Surprisingly, I liked that a little bit.

Smiling in surprise, I immediately squatted down, greeted with an embrace from behind. While grabbing her legs, I carried her out of the room.

“In that case, we say goodbye, om!” my spoken.

“Cepet cured, yes!” sahut Om Hadi's.

I just nodded, not wanting to make Fira feel any more uncomfortable. Behind me, he waved, which Om Hadi immediately replied.

I'm glad they're both quick to get along, but at the same time amused by her child-like behavior. Oh yes, before going home, do not forget I went to the administrative officer to do the calculations.

Surprisingly, the officer refused. Apparently, he was a new officer.

“How is it possible?” my thinking.

“Pak Hadi already gave the order to not pull the tariff to the father,” he explained.

“Si whiskers!” chirps me, go to the waiting room.

People seem to be watching us, but I don't really care.

“Wait a minute, yes!”

I put Fira on one of the empty benches, then went to see Om Hadi again.

“Where to?” tanyakanya.

“Before doang, kok!” my answer.

“Call!!!” his yell.

As soon as I stopped, I was shocked to hear him call my name. I think it was the first time he did it. I don't know why, it makes me a little upset.

“Something is missing, in the room Om Hadi,”.

“Oh.., yes already, there take!” sahut Fira, “cepetan, yes!” he continued, when I just turned around.

“Are you sure you want to marry this girl, Lang?”

As I walked away, I asked myself. But in the end, I just shook my head, handing over all this business to fate.

“What about charity cravings?! What's the point of going to college for so long if you volunteer, or do I look like I need to be pitied?!” nagelku, when he arrived in his room.

“Sit!” sahut Om Hadi, “you think, how long have I been your family?” continued.

“Then it is..”

“If not this is why you want to come here alone?!” break it up, “sit down, say something!”

Om Hadi took off his glasses, slightly opened the window. His forehead shriveled, pointing at the door, telling me to close it. At that instant, his face turned sinister.

Understand his habits while being serious, I immediately sighed. Closing the door, I began to think of some things that might have something to do with this situation.

Without preparation, I will definitely be eaten up.

“You're sure of your choice?”

Facing a note, he lowered his head. In his right hand, he was now clutched with a pen.

He is the one who will bring up the slightest thing, when there is a big problem in the future. In fact, noting every family word that he thinks should be questioned.Some families consider him iron-hearted, even there to mention the disease ahlak. But most knew; he did that, because the eldest child in the family.

“I've talked to mama, and papa also does not forbid,” I replied.

“It seems so, your mama must have an idea like this,” says, “but isn't she your type?” continued.

“Not really,” I replied, a little doubtful.

Om Hadi who hated the planless answer, immediately glared.

With just one head, I felt like I was in big trouble.

“-I mean, there are some parts I like about him. It would be unfair to ignore that, just because of the fundamental problem.”

I reasoned.

“Is it worth your own principles, to the extent that you are willing to throw it away?!” snapped Om Hadi, pointing at my face. He looks very upset.

In fact, he was not the sensitive type of person, let alone the iron heart. He is very simple and can be influenced only by words, as long as it trusts the person who speaks. Instead, he would not listen to anyone he considered a braggart.

“What now do I look like a loser, om?” my question, cynic.

“She was stubborn because of her affection for papa,” my rebuttal, “I just realized that lately,”.

“So, with it he affects you?” Om Hadi's.

“Stop om! Why insult my own sister, when I told you this was my decision, not compulsion?!”

“It looks like that, otherwise you wouldn't have hugged like that.”

“B-Huggling, what does it mean, om?”

“You think, om don't see?”

“I'm sure, don't see om?”

“CCTV!”

It points to a cross-section of CCTV showing four different places at once, in one screen. The upper right side features a courtyard, including stairs and an entrance. The upper left side of the reservation, waiting room, administration, basically the reception section. The rest are practice and examination rooms.

“Isn't this a privacy customer?” my protest.

“Privacy of your eyes, you do it in public places!” sahut Om Hadi, insistent, “you must remember, I do not like westernized relationships like that!” he added.

Instantly I snorted, feeling humbled.

“I also have no intention of throwing away the religious and cultural side of my east,” I replied, “even, military doctrine taught me about adab building a household,”.

Om Hadi seemed to write something and said, “I hold your words! Even if you have broken your principles once, I hold these words!”

He recorded again. Even now, it looks fiery.

As if not satisfied, after noting he looked at me sharply and said, “if until you get married for something based on ugliness, do not expect to see my face on your family show, for life!”

I was silent, unable to say anything. In the family, she was the person I respected the most, after both my parents.

Making him an enemy was the thing I wanted to avoid the most in the world. Her conservative, assertive, hard-nosed nature towards family and religion, as well as the gentle side she never wanted to show, were the reflections I always wanted to follow.

“S-About that..”

As the situation grew tense, suddenly, Lina opened the door. Apparently, Fira's starting to fuss.

“He wants to come here!” inexplicably.

“All right I'll be there soon!” sahutku.

“This!”

Suddenly, Om Hadi gave a recipe and a note that was very difficult to read.

With a slick look, he said again, “give it to the administrative officer!”

I smile for a moment. As I thought, deep down, he cared about me.

“Still, om!” I said, saying goodbye, "oh yeah, I love Dr. Hadi Wibowo ¹SpOT(K) newly installed, looks cool," I continued.

"That's gone!" sahut Om Hadi, smile.

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Outside, Fira tried to stand up. A nurse was trying to restrain the girl, so I rushed to her.

“Call!” call him.

“You think this is the market?” namelku, responded shook his head, “why scream and make a fuss like a thug?!” continued, counselled.

“I'm bee alone!” the answer.

“I just asked for a prescription drug doang, kok!” I said, showing Om Hadi's note, “wait a moment, I pay first, then we return, do not fuss!” my continue.

Fira nodded very sweetly, making me feel like taking her home and displaying her in the brightest place.

With a smile, I turned towards the administration room. My face must have looked so stupid that it made me not want to show it.

I took a breath, showed Om Hadi's note to the officer. With the help of the note, he finally gave a receipt for payment. Om Hadi knows very well my nature like this; hates arrogance.

Although when compared to other people's receipts always look odd, at least he still asks for wages for the equipment he uses.

“A hundred thirty-two thousand?” I muttered, realizing that he only asked for the tariff on the use of X-rays and bandages.

Yeah, he'll never charge his own family.

As a form of respect, I pay according to the price stated with cash.

Without the burden of thought, I ended up holding Fira, back in the car.

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“Wait a moment, yes!” myrag.

“What else, anyway?” fira Protest.

“Medicine!” I replied, showing the recipe earlier.

“Why didn't you guys?” protest again.

“Om, do not want to sell your own medicine,” I replied, “dia said, ‘that's someone else's job,’ so uncle learned to be a pharmacist, continue to open a store next to him” continued, I continued, pointing to the pharmacy next to Om Hadi's practice place.

“No longer, right?” fira Whine.

“You why it's like this, anyway?” my nag.

With a sullen face, he crossed hands in the car.

“ Anyway, don't go anywhere!” I cried, ran to buy the prescribed drugs, and soon returned.

For some reason, I felt that the girl would act out of reason, if I left for too long.

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¹Before attaining the title of subspecialist spine expert, a general practitioner must complete the education program of orthopedic specialist doctor to achieve the degree of Sp.OT. After that, his studies continued by studying the spine to get the Sp.OT(K) degree.