
Fattan returned to the village chief's house, where he and two other co-workers lived. The others are in different villages. Fattan, who was among one of the young men in the village, was now seen entering a board house.
'' Mas Fattan, my goodness I searched from earlier as well. From where the hell ?,'' asked Dilla to welcome the arrival of the handsome doctor with a pouty face. But the woman immediately slipped on Fattan's arm. Fattan smiled awkwardly as she lowered Dilla's hand from her arm.
There was the owner of the house who looked at the two with a look of wonder. Fattan smiled awkwardly to see Mr. Darto , as the village head who looked turned his face when he met him.
'' Morning sir!," said Fattan as he approached the owner of the house. The middle-aged man smiled as he nodded. Fattan sat down in front of Mr. Darto. Dilla was still following Fattan and the woman was sitting next to Fattan.
'' Sorry sir, I left early this morning without saying goodbye. I looked for a signal at the end of the village sir, said Fattan who had left without saying goodbye this morning. He missed his beloved too much.
'' It's okay, surely the doctor wants to tell the family, '' said the wise man with a smile. Again the woman next to Fattan held onto the burly arm.
'' Kok mas not ngajakin Dilla, Dilla will also want to tell the house people, '' sidelines Dilla with a spoiled tone while shaking Fattan's arm. Fattan smiled wryly as she let go of Dilla's hand on her arm.
'' Can later ask anterin Mas Hardi, so I am also among him, said Fattan while shifting his seat to not too attached to Dilla.
'' Yes, it's still like this ma'am, sir. Internet access does not exist, lighting is still with jenset. Phone signals are still very difficult. I have coordinated with the relevant parties, for electricity is planned this year can enter the village, said the village head, Fattan listened carefully. Another with Dilla who looked pursed his lips, because he felt all activity was hampered.
'' Everything here is difficult, Dilla muttered which is still quite audible to two people nearby.
'' Right mom, here all of you are very difficult, we also really want our village to be like in the city. But access is not adequate, said Mr. Darto.
'' That's why we medical teams come here. Later we will help each other to improve the progress of this village, said Fattan, who was embraced by the village chief. The three sat in the living room long enough, especially after the village chief's mother brought them a warm drink plus fried bananas are also still warm.
'' So this doctor sir is still single?, '' asked the village chief's mother when they talked about the couple. Fattan smiled faintly and then replied.
'' Just pray ma'am, after this plan I will release my single period.''
The village chief's mother smiled as she stared alternately at Fattan and Dilla who were sitting clinging.
'' Wow, so Miss Dilla, and the doctor already have plans to get married?, asked the woman who thought they were both lovers. Because Dilla's looks kept on sticking with Fattan from the first come. Getting the question, Dilla smiled broadly and was about to reply but Fattan answered first.
'' No ma'am, not Dilla, she I consider my sister. Because he's my best friend's sister. While the woman I want to marry is named Shazna, she is my lover .''
Fattan explained with sparkling eyes with a big smile. It was in her mind the shadow of her lover. Dilla was immediately pouting in annoyance.
The morning conversation stopped as time began to go by. After cleaning their bodies, they went from the village chief's house to the village office. Where there they will welcome their arrival.
There will be health checks for the residents. Fattan was relieved when she went on stage and saw the enthusiasm of all the citizens with their arrival. With his charisma, Fattan drugged all the guests with his charm. Moreover, the young ladies who could not hide their eyes twinkled. Made Dilla clench her palms, annoyed.
Fattan introduced herself and the two men who were now standing to her left right. A beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair that looks shiny black and straight. She's a single-daughter midwife, Lira. And beside him Dilla who continued to stick as if affirming the closeness of the two of them. Fattan tried to be professional in the face of Dilla, which she felt was starting to go too far.
There is a heart that he must take care of but the woman seems to not care about all that. Dilla just kept sticking to herself. Although he has shown his discomfort.