SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTER 31. DIAGNOSTICALLY

At night, PIK Tower.

As usual Dila would sit on the living room floor, opening the laptop. Still looking for job vacancies online according to the expertise he has.

"This is a vacancy of teachers to help early childhood. If I check the distance, quite far, about ten kilometers from here," muttered Dila looking at the maps on the device as well as the criteria for the type of work on the laptop.

Dila recorded the contact number listed for the morning call.

"Hopefully-"

Biiippw. The sound of the apartment door opening.

Ayu girl who was sitting, hurriedly stood up to welcome the husband who had just returned home.

"Assalamu'alaikum," cried Ezra greeting.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Dila answered by raising her finger like a number three, sticking it on the side of the forehead and then moving it forward.

"What meda?" ezra asked as he looked at Dila in the living room.

"Browsing." Dila wrote on the note, "I brought the suit, sir." Dila.

"No need," said Ezra while then releasing his coat to the dining room.

"Biii, is dinner ready?" ezra asked when he saw Bi Inah, preparing a dish.

"In the meantime Den, the soup is boiling" Auntie replied.

"I wait, I drink Bii first," he asked again, his right hand then pulled the chair.

Dila followed her husband's steps to the dining table and then thrust a glass of water in front of Ezra.

Young mistress El Qavi, helped Bi Inah arrange the dishes for Young Master on the table. Once everything is ready, Dila steps away.

"Non, here eat," Aunt held Dila's arm that was about to go back to the living room.

Dilara turned her head, then pointed towards the living room.

"Take care of my equipment first, go first, Bi." Write Dila later, showing Auntie.

"Let it, as she pleases, Bi," Ezra continued.

A sweet girl named Dilara deliberately slows down her activities. He did not want to make Ezra lose his appetite after tired of working. Let himself catch up after all the occupants are done.

Dila waited faithfully in the living room, a note he had prepared so that when Ezra would climb the stairs or to the workspace, he only needed to hand it over.

A few minutes later, Ezra walked towards him.

The wife was standing up, handing out her paper to get Ezra to read it.

"To the hospital again? whynot? not healed yet? didn't you just ride an ojek?"

Ezra spoke very fast, he had trouble reading his lips. Dila just guessed.

"Reading results, says the Doctor." The curly fingers write fast.

"Go .. one more thing, for the thing or activity that becomes your routine, no need to ask my permission every time you leave. I set you free to do anything" said Ezra as he moved his fingers to keep Dila out of the way.

"Thank you, sir." Dila opened the palm facing up, attached to the chin and then pushed forward.

Next Morning.

As usual, breakfast sessions are passed in silence. Today Dila shaum, so the sweet girl is just waiting for her husband to finish eating. (fasting)

This morning Dilara wore an old maroon robe, with gold ribbon seams on both sides as well as wrists.

She is paired with a transparent flower hijab with a younger color. Graceful, contrasting with its flat yellow skin. Dilara's silence makes Ezra awkward. The man did not enjoy the dish properly.

Bi Inah who witnessed the two masters only smiled knot when the young master was wrong. When Dila got up and replaced the empty plate with a cup of coffee for her.

What does it smell like? soft.

Dila saw his watch, the online object of the woman he ordered will soon arrive. Without warning, the girl grabbed Ezra's right hand on the table, kissed him lightning and grabbed the backpack on the dining chair. He ran up to fly a note that said goodbye first, due to fast movements that create a gust of wind.

"Hey!" exclaim Ezra did not accept.

"Let. He should have gone to Den Ezra anyway. Tell who to daydream, get comfortable? this morning Non Dila is very beautiful Den," Bibi sedaya sedaya as she rose to the pantry.

"Who is dreaming? comfortable, comfortable what? he's normal to me!" sergeant Ezra was avenged for Bi Inah's naughtiness.

Hospitals.

Thanks to the driver of his acquaintance, the distance between the hospital and the apartment that is not too far away makes him arrive at the location faster.

Now, the old marun girl is waiting in the front seat of the poly with other patients.

"I can't wait for my name to be called. Mother, pray for me. After this I'll call Velma again" muttered Dila.

"Miss Dilara," called the nurse and showed the patient's name on the white board she was holding.

Dila raised her right hand, rising into the doctor's office.

"Your right ear is diagnosed with moderate deafness. The left, severe deafness .. current solution for your right ear is to wear a sound detection hearing aid between 40-69 dB. To the left, if you're so eager to hear perfectly, only a cochlear implant can do." The doctor wrote when Dila was sitting in front of him.

"What is Doc?" dila's writing connects the doctor's statement.

"Special electronic device installation procedures to help people with severe hearing loss or severe deafness to hear. It's pretty expensive, Miss and you have to go through a series of back tests before you do." Call the doctor under Dila's sentence.

"Your left ear suffers from conductive deafness that occurs due to hearing loss of bone or connective tissue in the ear. Or it could also be caused by a disorder in the ear nerve."

"Can you hear completely?" Dila was still curious.

"Of course, you can almost hear all the sounds, music, interlocutors, television and telephone, you can hear with different frequencies." The doctor will explain.

"Maa by Allah. What funds should I have, Doctor?" connect Dila.

"Three hundred million, just for the operation, Miss. Not a cure, and everything."

"Bismillah can be .. for my right ear, what kind of tool is Doc?" dila wrote quickly, he was enthusiastic.

"While I suggest wearing an in-the-canal (ITC) device fitted to the ear, some of the tools are indented inward to the right ear, we're trying to use an in-the-ear (ITE) device that has two microphones for better hearing in a noisy atmosphere."

"Okay, Doctor."

"Please leave this to the pharmacy yes, next week, control over here again. Welcome back to the sound of life, Miss Dilara." The doctor's words are accompanied by a smiling emot.

The nurse handed Dila a piece of paper.

"Thank you very much" said Dilara lowered her face. It's haru.

"Miss can also join the Australian-based Auditory Verbal Therapy (AVT) community, which is in collaboration with Canada and the US. Therefore, talk therapy qibla is trending, please learn. The spirit of learning verbal audio in order to speak normally. Sure yes! Fighting!" Write the doctor again.

Dila was only able to nod her head, she was busy dispelling the clear droplets that kept coming out of her round netra.

The occupants of the room joined the training to see the overwhelmed Dilara. The usual scenery for them but still all patients, unique in how to respond to each happy.

Dilara got up, bowing in gratitude before leaving the room.

Footsteps wrapped in brown slip on shoes were steady towards the pharmaceutical installation. He sat there with an indescribable heart.

Mom, in a moment, I can hear....

"Dila," a voice called out and approached the girl who was still lowered.

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...AVT is the latest therapeutic technique for deaf cases with various phases. If the training there directly is usually a minimum of 6 months. Stimulation results, the average patient can speak more firmly and clearly like a normal person. ...