
Azan dhuhur resounded as our car entered the prosperous hospital area. We finally decided to pray first.
After a few minutes, we headed straight to the receptionist to re-register Aziz's mas control schedule.
Since there was already an appointment, we were able to go straight into Revan's room.
On the way to Revan's room.....
"Bismillah, may all go well!", I hope with a mutter heard by Aziz and Fai.
"Aamiin.!", said the two men. I looked towards them. Diaz who was in my arms seemed to know what her mother said. He smiled as he played my face.
We finally got to the front of the room.
Tok.dok...
Fai knocked on Revan's door.
"Get in!", said Revan from inside the room. Fai pushing Aziz's wheelchair. I follow behind him.
"Dock jiang!", greet Aziz and Fai kindly.
Revan smiles.
"People of Aziz, Fai and...Miss Dian!", he answered. My heart started to pause. I remember the last time I came here a while ago. But, at least I'm not worried because Aziz and Mas Fai are with me.
Aziz's health check-up procedure went well. It turned out that all of our fears were simply too excessive.
In fact, Revan has worked with professionals so far. Although several times he glanced at me while we were in the room that Aziz used for therapy.
Mas Aziz began to learn to stand, assisted by Mas Fai and the male nurse. Yes, because of the high body posture of Aziz mas big. Pity if helped female nurse, besides fear not strong and.I like her do not want other women touch my handsome husband 😜.
Everything is like a dream. Mas Aziz with all his might tried to stand up. His sweat flooded his white face with a slight thin sideburn. Fai was not far from Aziz's standing. He became a friend who was always by his side.
It has been more than an hour, therapy and walking trials Aziz mas performed. I saw Aziz was exhausted.
"Dok, it looks like my husband is already exhausted doc. Can I take a break for a while?", I asked.
"well okay. Please rest Mr Aziz!", pinta Revan.
Fai and the male nurse help Aziz mas. After Aziz returned to his wheelchair, Fai sat in front of Revan.
"I did not expect that Mr. Aziz's development was very good. Far from my expectations. All this time I've been treating patients with the same diagnosis, there's never been a quick recovery!", Revan put both hands on the table. His face yesterday I no longer see. Mas Aziz and Mas Fa'i listened to the doctor's words.
"Alhamdulillah!", said the three of us in unison.
"Then how do doc, what should Aziz do to recover as soon as possible?", asked the enthusiastic Fai. And that's actually my question.
"As far as my observation goes, like his Mr. Aziz can study slowly at home. Maybe every morning, when the air is still fresh and not too hot. Mr. Aziz so not too hot if.tired like that."
"What should be prepared to support Aziz mas practicing like earlier doc? Do I have to provide such a tool?", I asked while pointing at the tool that was used to learn to walk.
Revan explained everything I had to prepare. He's so different from Revan yesterday, thank God.
"Thank you for your time doc!", Aziz and Fai greeted Revan. But not with me.
"Either. Hope you recover soon sir! If you don't... get ready, Mother Diaz will be with me!", Revan smiled smirk.
Greetings, this is how it is! Inner Fai.
"God, I'll recover soon doc. Take it easy, your words become my encouragement whip!", Aziz was no less returned Revan's smile.
"Good Heh, I wait! Hopefully next week you will make some more progress!"
"Goddessa doc. My nurse at home always took good care of me!", Aziz chimed in on Revan's remarks.
"Then, we'll excuse you. Good day, thanks again!", said Aziz.
"Together sir, good afternoon!", replied Revan.
The three of us came out of Revan's room. Diaz fell asleep in my arms.
"Here, Diaz is the same papa. You must be tired of Di!", Fai grabbed Diaz from my sling.
"Thank you!", I said. And now I'm turning to push him on Aziz's chair.
"It turns out, my excessive fear is!", I started a conversation.
"Yes, it's not just you deck. Almost everyone would have thought like that seeing Revan's behavior before. But looking at the current state of affairs, it is really beyond our thinking."
In the middle of our conversation, suddenly there was a girl who hit Fai and Diaz.
"Aw..!", cried Fai and Diaz automatically woke up and cried.
"I'm sorry.sorry..!", said the girl.
Without bullying the girl, Fai tried to calm Diaz down to stop crying.
"Other times be careful dong...mm!!!"
"Boss!!!", shrieked the girl.
"Velly!", cried Fai.
Aziz and I closed the ears.
"That's lucky for you Vel, try someone else I know you don't!"
"Yes, maap mas boss! Don't be mad Mulu. Not in the showroom where, a really angry hobby Velly!", said the girl manyun.
"Udah mas don't need to be angry, kasian Velly. I'm sorry, too!", I said.
"But my son woke up, didn't he?" Fai said to Diaz.
Whose son is it? Inner Velly.
Diaz is back fussy. Asking back to my sling.
"You're the same mother again, you want to push your father's chair again!" said Fai grumbling. We were watching people around there.
"Eh, mba Dian, Mr. Aziz!", Velly greeted kindly. Mas Aziz and I nodded their heads.
"Where are you going?" asked Fai.
"To the room of my future husband!", said Velly lightly.
"prospective husband?!", Fai holds Velly's forehead. But Velly brushed it off.
"Apaan the hell mas boss, seriously Vel wants to go to the practice room prospective husband Vel!"
"You don't know anymore, do you, Vel? The feeling all this time you've never held a guy!"
"Dih, boss mah very similar sentiments Vel. Vel's husband's candidate is a doctor. Keep the room!", point Velly to Revan's room. Fai looked at her in the direction that Velly pointed.
"Revan? The candidate Lo?", asked Fai.
Velly nodded.
"Udah ah boss, my husband's father is waiting for lunch from his future wife Solehah!", said Velly confidently.
"Hum! Yes it is there. Kalo Lo is not Soleha Vel, but soleho*. Put on a neat shirt with a napa!", protested Fai.
"Catshhh. It's outside of work hours yes, protest is prohibited! Bye..bos handsome, uh..still handsome mas Aziz sihihihi..!", said Velly while running.
"Eh, rest Lo Vel. I cut Lo's bonus tomorrow!", said Fai. But Velly just laughed mockingly.
"Lo's the same guys are very FA!" said Aziz.
"What mas? GeEr was said to be handsome with Velly?", I asked.
"What the hell, dear.!", Aziz stroked my arm.
"Velly was my own sister, Di, Ziz. Even though he was born in a family, he still wants to work while in college anyway. Great right?!"
"Yes yes, besides being beautiful she is also a pinter!", I said.
"You are rich!", said Aziz and Fai simultaneously.
"Eh, you don't need to praise me bini lu Fa!"
"Gue talked about Ziz's facts! Ah ah, let's go home. I want to eat Dian's opor again. I just picked up Mika at five!"
"Yes.iya.ntar pick up mika and stop by the house again. Let's eat together!"
"OK it.!" said Fai.
"Seneng Lo?", asked Aziz.
"Yes that. Trouble with Lo????"
"Eh, but Velly said that her future husband was...Revan isn't he?", I asked.
"Why? Jealous?", asked Aziz and Fai equally.
"Can it be compact anyway? Nanya doang????!!!", I replied annoyed. Then I left them both.
"Well..angry bro!", said Fai.
"Lo, follow me!"
"Lo, too, why follow that. No kretaig really Lo Ziz!"
"Udah ah, the hunt. Ntar added ngambek. Not in the ration opor doang, Lo ga ngaruh. If I'm not in the ration 'anu' kan berabe!"
"For the same brain disaster 'adek' Lo still njeles!" said Fai.
"Gue normal male Fa. No need to protest!", said Aziz.
"As for Lo..!!", Fai sped up his seat push to chase after Dian.
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Fyuhhhh...bosen no????
God willing to end yes, but do not know how many eps again 🤭🤭🙏🙏🙏
No idea for the ending yet ⁇ ️
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