
Before he was taken to the rongsen room Danny came to stand next to Jose.
"Hello girl, meet me Danny, his friend the singles acute nich" said Danny, pointing to Jose.
Danny draped his hand over his chest as a sign in the know because Danny knew Fatia's hand was broken.
"Don't call girls, only Jose can call that" Jose replied jealously.
"That's just jealous, I've got two children bro, don't be possessive" teased Danny.
Fatia just smiled as she saw them arguing and nodded her head as a sign of familiarity.
"Let's go rongsen first yeah" Danny ordered.
After arriving Danny orders Fatia to move to a bed reserved for rongsen.
"Fatia can swipe left bit by bit to make it easier to rongsen?" ask Danny.
But Jose immediately carried Fatia without permission because he saw Fatia grimacing in pain.
"You don't see what my girl is in pain, instead of pity instead of being told to slide" Jose grumbled.
"That's what I mean, don't you think you're insensitive?" danny answered with a smile.
Fatia actually felt awkward if Jose approached her, because she felt it should not happen.
"But but sir" said Fatia nervously.
"I'm sorry I can't bear to see you in pain, please don't turn me down, it feels crazy to see you keep your distance from yesterday's girl" Jose explained as he squatted closer to Fatia.
"I'm sorry." replied Fatia.
Finish rongsen then Fatia directly in between to the operating room to install pen in the right right hand near the elbow.
The operation lasted 1.5 hours, but for Jose like a week, Fatia was transferred to the inpatient room completed in the pen installation operation.
Jose was still waiting until Fatia came out from the influence of drugs, sometimes pacing and sometimes sitting in a chair next to Fatia lying down.
"Why hasn't Dan been conscious for so long?" ask Jose.
"Be patient soon" suggested Danny.
Danny saw Fatia's hand move, her eyes starting to open little by little.
"Well, I'm starting to open my eyes" replied Danny.
"Wake up girl?" ask Jose to worry.
Danny checked Fatia's pulse, and her tension and heart rate meticulously.
"Well, for a while Fatia should not move her hand for at least two weeks, because the broken one is about 5cm from the elbow, so it is rather vulnerable if moved" explained Danny at length.
"One more, for those in the legs also do not make walking first because it is new in sewing 18 stitches, understand Fatia?" add Danny's caption.
"Well doc, thank you" Fatia replied briefly.
"I'm out first, Se. .. take good care of him yeah" Danny said as he walked out of the room.
Danny came out of the room but blinked his eyes tempting Jose who was so worried about Fatia's state.
"You rest first girl, I accompany you here" said Jose again.
"Sir, sir, I'm sorry I.." said Fatia in a brick.
"Girl, please don't call me sir" pinta Jose while folding both hands.
Cook called his own future husband sir anyway, please" said Jose again.
Fatia only frowned with Jose's remark mentioning the future husband.
"So what should you call?" answer Fatia.
"Call mas, or dear perhaps" seduced Jose.
"Well, can I ask you a favor?" fatia Pinta.
"Everything I do for you honey" Jose promised.
"But I'm ashamed" Fatia said again.
Fatia lowered her head wanting to say something but was a little shy and a little shy.
"I'm an PMS, can you please buy me a pad?" Fatia spoke while bowed.
"Ha.....sanitary pad?" Jose's shocked.
"Sama Daleman too but mas, or ask the nurse for help, if embarrassed to buy it?" fatia is short.
"No need to let me buy, whatever I do for you" Jose replied straight to the door.
But it was only until Jose's door came back near Fatia again.
What's the size?"
" Hhhhmmmm, size M, sorry mas"
Jose headed to the nearest minimarket to buy the one Fatia asked for, and did not forget to ask her mother and sister to come to the hospital.
Twenty minutes later Jose returned to the room with what Fatia had asked for.
"Thank you, I went to the toilet first to change" said Fatia while getting out of bed.
"With Danny's doctor banning the road, where do you want to get up?" ban Jose.
"Let's carry me" Jose lifted Fatia's body.
"But we are not yet muhrim, I do not want to" explained Fatia.
"Girl, listen, don't make me frustrated, I'll drop you in the bathroom and wait outside ok, my future wife who is Soleha" pleaded Jose.
After finishing Fatia from the bathroom, Fatia was lifted again by Jose to the bed, there was a lunch menu from earlier on top of a small nightstand that had not been touched by him.
"Let's eat first" Jose said.
"But not hungry mas, you just eat yes, any weird like eating with the left hand" said Fatia.
"Let's eat together if that's ok, I'm bribing haaa" Jose said as he thrust out a spoon filled with rice and side dishes.
"The morning you don't change clothes, do you pray ashar" asked Fatia again.
"No, there will be my mother and sister who will come here to take care of you, while I take our clothes" Jose explained.
"Where's the key to his boarding house, to grab a shirt?" pinta Jose held out her hand.
"No need to mas, so it's not good to continue to bother" Fatia said.
"That's troublesome is actually even happy" jose seduced.
Suddenly the door opened came two beautiful women of different middle-aged age the same age as his mother.
"Assalamualaikum.." There was a sound of greeting from outside.
"Greetings" Jose and Fatia answered together.
"Mother..introduce her the Fatia that Jose told me about yesterday" Jose told me.
Fatia took the hand of Diniya's mother kissing the back of her hand gently.
"Waaaah beautiful mother's daughter-in-law yes" praised Diniya's mother.
"Where's Mom, isn't she coming?" ask Jose.
"So said to go to the toilet, come soon" replied Ms. Diniya.
'Mas Jose" call Yosi.
Fatia and Yosi looked at each other for a moment then they smiled happily.
"Yoshi........!" fatia was shocked.
"Mbak Fat, so the candidate mas Jose.." said Yosi disconnected.
"Do you know each other?" ask mother.
"Mbak Fatia is Yosi's karate teacher.... Ma?" yosi.
"Yos, can you accompany Fat tonight?" ask Fatia.
"It is with pleasure" replied Yosi.
Then Jose went home for a while to pick up clothes, and drove Diniya's mother home after a long conversation.