That Other Woman... I
THE WLIA 29
Along the way to the puskesmas, Laras was silent. Every now and then he looked out the window of Doctor Nanang's car. But then he looked down again and did not even turn to the doctor Nanang who had always stolen a glance towards Laras.
"Have you eaten?" asked the doctor Nanang trying to start a conversation with Laras.
"It's doctor!" answer Briefly.
Doctor Nanang was silent for a long time, he was still waiting for Laras to ask him if he had eaten or not. But it seemed like a few seconds of waiting for Laras never to say the question. It made Doctor Nanang sigh long enough.
"By the way, if you want me to accompany you then...!"
"No doctor, I've had a lot of trouble with the doctor and the doctor's family!" sela Baras before Doctor Nanang finished with what he wanted to say to Laras.
While Laras who seemed to know what Nanang wanted to say, he quickly interrupted the doctor and again refused the help of Doctor Nanang again. Making disappointment again felt by doctor Nanang.
But Doctor Nanang was also not willing to give up, he was not at all willing to give up just yet.
"You and your aunt and Indra never troubled me and my family. It was an honor to be able to help Aunt Indriyani who had helped my father and mother. Laras, if you need anything, remember to tell me. Yea?" asked Doctor Nanang after explaining that he never felt bothered by Laras or his family.
Not wanting to prolong the debate. Finally Laras chose to nod his head. And seeing Laras nod his head in agreement, the doctor smiled.
Without feeling they were finally in front of the puskesmas. Doctor Nanang got down from the car first, then quickly he rushed to turn towards the front to open the car door for Baras. But unfortunately before Doctor Nanang arrived, Laras had already got down from the car.
"Doctor Nanang, thank you very much because the doctor had a hard time driving me!" said Laras politely while slightly bowing his body.
"Don't be formal like that Baras, I'm glad to be able to do something for you!" said Dr. Nanang who tried to give his code of attention to Laras.
Laras is also not unaware of it, but he does not want the doctor Nanang disappointed. Because right now his heart is completely closed to any man.
"Doctor I'm going in first!" he said then turned around and walked towards the puskesmas.
"Clearned!" call doctor Nanang.
Laras also looked.
"Yes doctor!" answer Briefly.
"Home tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up. Like I promised Aunt Yani!" said Dr. Nanang.
And again without saying much, Laras only nodded once and then walked back to the entrance of the health center.
Meanwhile, Doctor Nanang could only take a deep breath. He still would not give up even though Laras continued to be cold and indifferent to him. Doctor Nanang went back into his car, then left the puskesmas area.
Meanwhile, in the health center, nurses who had served in the day shift also gave an explanation about patients in the inpatient room at Laras.
"Last noon he was conscious, when asked he answered well even though he was still a bit slow response. The infusion will probably run out in another fifteen minutes, remember not to drain it too quickly. At 3 am, make sure to check how much urine cc is yes. Doctor Wilman needs that data!" obviously Sekar, the nurse on duty during the day.
Laras nodded in understanding with all of Sekar's explanations. According to him, it only takes patience and thoroughness to keep this patient, and that patience is a superiority. Because Baras is a very patient woman.
After exactly 10 pm, Sekar went home and left Laras alone in the hospital room. Even so, there are actually many other officers who are in the health center. There were night shift guards, and also ambulance officers, there were also janitors and security guards.
The barrel inhales deeply when going into the treatment room to prepare to replace the patient's infusion bottle. Although Sekar said it was still about ten minutes away, but Laras just wanted to make sure he was not late to replace it.
When Laras went into the inpatient room, it turned out that the patient in it was awake. The handsome man who was probably around 35 years old turned his head towards Laras. But he just kept quiet.
"Good night, sorry I interrupted. I just want to replace his infusion bottle sir!" laras said he was polite and friendly to the patient.
"My name is Dipa, just call me Dipa!" said the patient who made Laras silent for a moment in his place.
Baras was thinking, whether he should comply with the patient's request or not. But according to him calling by name alone it sounds disrespectful, while the age of Laras adrift certainly away from the patient.
"How about I call Mr Dipa?" asked Laras while smiling awkwardly.
But beyond the expectation of Laras who thought the patient would be angry, he chuckled softly instead.
"Heh. uhuk uhuk!"
The barrel helps Dipa to get up and position her bed half-sitting.
When you see Dipa's face red and like her will mun*tah. The barrel then takes the aluminum basin under the patient's bed. And pointed it under Dipa's mouth.
And sure enough, Dipa vomited a few times. More precisely three times. The barrel even counts it. Once it has stopped. The barrel immediately put the basin back down and immediately took a tissue to clean the area of Dipa's mouth.
"I helped you with the lap sir!" said Laras politely asking permission on Dipa.
The barrel is not only wiping the area of Dipa's mouth. Look at the sweat on Dipa's forehead and neck. The barrel also grabs the tissue again and wipes away the sweaty area.
Once in a clean taste, the barrel helps Dipa to lie down again.
Baras quickly grabbed a small notebook in his nurse's pocket and took down something. After he finished he looked back towards the infusion bottle.
'It looks like it's still about five to ten minutes away, I'll clear the basin first. Who knows if he might be* later!' think Laras.
But before Laras did what he was thinking. First he asked about what Dipa felt.
"Mr Dipa, are you still nauseous?" ask Laras.
Dipa shook her head slowly.
"Or do you want a drink?" ask Laras again.
Again Dipa shook her head.
"Okay, then I'll excuse you. I'll clean that basin. I'll be back soon!" laras.
The barrel grabbed the aluminum basin, and walked towards the bathroom in the outpatient room. A few minutes later he came out with a clean aluminum basin. Laras put her back under the bed.
The barrel again noticed Dipa's infusion bottle.
"What's your name?" tanya Dipa made Laras immediately turn to the man because he asked suddenly.
The barreling smiled kindly.
"My name is Barrel!" laras.
"Laras, aren't you disgusted by what I just did?" ask Dipa on the barrel.
Barrel immediately fell silent and thought.
"What do you mean by Dipa?" ask Laras who is still confused.
"Last afternoon I was also mun*tah. And the nurse who helped me looked really disgusted and she even covered her nose while carrying the basin to the bathroom!" obviously Dipa who has started to talk at length.
Baras immediately let out a long breath.
'This patient is very sensitive. He even noticed it!' think Laras.
"Pak Dipa don't think about it, yes, maybe the nurse was sensitive!" answer Baras try not to make Dipa feel uncomfortable.
But when Laras said that, Dipa looked down sad.
"Even my wife was like that, she never even opened my shoes and socks when I was exhausted and even fell asleep on the couch!" complain Dipa who makes Laras also sad to hear it.
Laras is also sad, but it is the personal business of his patients. He has absolutely no right to comment. And coincidentally, the infusion bottle was about to run out, Laras immediately diverted Dipa's attention by asking permission to change the infusion bottle.
"Sorry Mr. Dipa, I'll change the bottle of information. Just a moment, sir!" said Laras politely.
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