The Doctor's

episode 35 end

Days continue to pass now Abisha has been a little able to walk even though it is still a bit limp. Abisha no longer uses a wheelchair. He has heard Daffin stories about his past. Yeah, although sometimes the story is a little weird. However, Abisha tries to believe. Sometimes my grandmother would tell me too. Abisha has not fully stopped, only the memory of words or speech that always rotates in his head. But, he did not know who his interlocutor was.

Abisha sat in the garden in front of his house. He opened his book. Every day he looks at photos of his friends hoping that those memories come back. Abisha continued to open the page, until he saw a photograph of himself with Daffin on the last page. Abisha smiled, her hands constantly groping the photo.

"What Abisha will remember all again. Abisha wants to know, the memories that Abisha has been through with brother Daffin."

Abisha suddenly felt his head hurt. Abisha held her head, occasionally knocking.

"Why is it so painful, O Allah." murmured Abisha. Abisha's tears began to stop the pain in her head. Memories began to appear in his head. The memories he had gone through were clearly on his mind.

"Sick," This time Abisha has fallen down. The tears were unceasingly. Abisha tried to get up, intending to go inside. The memories that appear make Abisha semangkin feel dizzy. Abisha continued to force herself to be strong and kept walking towards her house. However, Abisha felt her head wanting to explode. The pain is peaking. Abisha fell unconscious.

***

"Daffin, where is Abisha? Who do you bring food for?" ask grandma. Daffin had just come out of the kitchen with a plate containing pieces of fruit.

"This is for Abisha, Grandma. Abisha'nya again in the front garden."

"Owh, yaudah."

"Daffin' there first, yeah, Grandma."

"Yes,"

Daffin went straight to the place where Abisha was. Just out of the house he saw Abisha passed out on the ground.

"Abisha," he murmured

Daffin kept the dishes on the table in front of his house. He ran over, Abisha.

"Abisha why are you?"

Not wasting any time, Daffin immediately led Abisha to the room. Daffin checked the conditions, Abisha. When he finished he let Abisha rest.

"Is he okay?" ask grandma.

"He's fine, grandma. It seems Abisha has too many thoughts. Daffin was just afraid, it could later affect his body."

"Grandma understands you're worried. But we don't know what Abisha feels...,"

Daffin just kept silent and glanced at Abisha who was still unconscious in bed.

"Grandmother was sure, she was so tormented by her condition now. You have to understand."

"Yes, grandma! Daffin was worried. Yaudah, Daffin's going out for a second."

"Yes, let grandma take care of Abisha."

Daffin got out and ran his car, either way. Grandma approached Abisha and sat at the bedside. Grandma rubbed the head of Abisha which was still covered with hijab.

Abisha slightly opened her eyes because she felt something in her head. His head still feels dizzy. Abisha saw the grandmother sitting next to him. Abisha immediately got up with his head still feeling heavy.

"Darling, don't make it. You just put it again, yeah." tell grandma.

"No papa, grandma." now Abisha is sitting leaning.

"Why is Abisha here? Not Abisha..." Abisha started to feel his head hurt again. The moments he was hit by a car were recorded clearly in his memory.

"Abisha why are you? You don't think about the heavy first, yes." said grandma calming, Abisha.

"Abisha are you sober?" suddenly Daffin came. Grandma got up and let Daffin to get close, Abisha.

"Sir Daffin." said Abisha glanced at Daffin. Abisha still holds her head.

"Where are you from?" ask the grandmother who was standing next to the bed.

"Daffin just went out and found food for us to have dinner."

"You why? Sick again? I told you not to be forced."

Daffin takes Abisha's medicine and tells Abisha to eat it.

"Abisha did not know suddenly Abisha's head was dizzy. Abisha was afraid, Abisha thought Abisha was not there." now his headache had subsided. It was just the fear he felt now.

"Why talk rich?"

"Abisha inget, last Abisha hit by a car and wak..."

"You remember that? Do you want everything?" cut Daffin a little surprised.

Grandma smiled."Has your memory returned?"

Abisha nodded slightly. Daffin hugged her, Abisha. Happy, Daffin did not expect that fast. Daffin thought it would take a long time to recover Abisha's memory. Piling not one year.

"Alhamdulillah, O Allah." muttered Daffin and granny smiling happily.

***

"Alhamdulillah, yeah. Sometimes it still hurts a little. But for the way Abisha already can." reply Abisha while holding Abizar who was busy watching dihp.

"Aren't you here? Brother feeling has never been here with sister's husband. Once in a while nginep napa!" get Deeva.

Abisha only glanced at Daffin who was smiling awkwardly.

"Yes, tonight you're here. Daffin, how?" ask Goddess.

Daffin laughs a little, b8nggung feel like to answer what."Grandma's sleeping together, Deeva. Grandma just calm down, Deeva's bed, really! So fit in for both of us." Deeva chimps.

Grandma just smiled, "Yes!"

"No, grandma is yes. Means nginep, yeah."

Daffin and Abisha looked at each other. They both smile.

***

Abisha and Daffin are already in the room, Abisha. The clock is still showing at half 9 p.m. Abisha had just come out of the bathroom while Daffin was looking through a photo album, Abisha.

"Sir Daffin!" Abisha approached Daffin who was in a balcony room. Abisha stood beside Daffin while looking at the night view.

"Udah perfumed aja. Want to find a husband tonight? That's why I use all the fragrances?" daffin Goda. He closed the album that he had been looking at.

"Emang soap Abisha'nya scented. not rich have brother Daffin." said Abisha slightly chuckled.

"Yes, deh. If perfumed gini want to hug, deh. Cold too, that's. Need an angel."

"What do you drink? Tea, coffee, let Abisha make it."

Daffin was just complaining a little. His wife is insensitive.

"Daffin's wife why isn't she sensitive, anyway?" said Daffin while pinching Abisha's nose.

"Brother, Brother Daffin! Then Abisha is sensitive, less sensitive rich how else, try?" now Abisha is feeling anxious to, Daffin.

Daffin just chuckled. Abisha saw the stars again. Daffin embraces Abisha and carries Abisha's head to lean on her shoulder. Abisha just looked at Daffin amusedly. Why did Daffin think so.

The conscious Daffin Abisha watched her, stroking her head slowly, Abisha.

"Why?"

"Abisha's neck hurts."

Daffin chuckled, "It's a good thing there's nobody here but us. Can't they beat him."

Abisha smile. Abisha re-strapped his head."May the gini-rich continue, brother. Abisha doesn't want to lose, sister. Abisha dear brother Daffin."

Daffin smiled then held Abisha's stomach which began to bulge slightly.

"You heard the word umi ...,"

"Huh umi?"inner Abisha

"He was so loving, abi. Later if you are born, do not take umi from, abi. We have to give. You day abi night. Okay!" Daffin.

Abisha just put on a look of annoyance at the utterance, Daffin. Daffin squatted down and put his ear in front of his stomach, Abisha. Abisha just kept quiet and watched, Daffin.

"Owh, okay. Abi follow the terms." Abisha could only frown upon hearing, Daffin. It was strange that her husband. Daffin stood up again and spread his shoulders when he saw Abisha looking at him.

"Daffin's brother, why don't you talk rich?"

"You didn't hear our son talking to his brother?" Daffin started smiling.

"Huh?"

"Yes! He said rich gini, abi later if I had come out I do not need to be guarded umi, abi. Umi make abi aja. But later abi has to make me a lot of dedek yes, abi. That's what he said." said Daffin while mimicking the voice of a child.

Abisha immediately hit Daffin slowly. Why is her husband so annoying." Brother Daffin, uh!"

Daffin hugged Abisha with anxiety. He kissed the head several times, Abisha. Abisha rebelled a little, but hearing Daffin's laughter, he kept silent and looked, Daffin.

"Don't get mad. I'm just kidding."

"Stay Daffin's wife until death do you part. I love you, Abisha. Love you for God." Abisha just smiled haru. He hugged Daffin tightly. This story will be made Abisha as a story for his son later. How does Daffin make him comfortable even though he sometimes acts annoying. How he refrains from going out because he waits for the halal lover that Allah sends.

...END...

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