The Secret With Bad Boy

Friend support

Kinanti was still sitting on the waiting bench for the patient's family with anxious expectations. His two hands were trembling and wet with sweat, clasping tightly to each other. Sometimes he clenched to strengthen his heart.

“Kinanti,” a voice call is heard from the door of the doctor's room. The voice was quite typical because last night Kinanti talked a lot with the young doctor named Leon. More precisely received a lot of input from the tall man.

“Ya,” Kinanti immediately stand upright. His pale face became more and more clear.

“Come in, the specialist will talk,” said the man while waving his hand as a form of solicitation.

“Oh yes.” Kinanti immediately regained her senses. He rubbed his haggard face and walked quickly, entering the doctor's room.

Leon immediately opened the door wider for the beautiful girl. “Still doc,” Kinanti nodded politely.

“Sama-sama,” sahut little smiling Leon.

“Sit down,” said the specialist with his face better expression than when explaining last night.

Kinanti immediately sat down and impatiently waited for the next doctor's explanation.

“Your father's condition is starting to stabilize.” That sentence was the first heard by Kinanti and made the girl exhale in relief.

“As we planned, the patient will be carried out a tracheostomy, which is a procedure of action by perforating his throat. Precisely in the area next to here.” Doctors circled a picture of Lukman's throat cross section in black and white.

“The condition of patients who remain conscious, makes us unable to provide oxygen through the endotracheal tube, so this is considered more effective because with tracheotomy patients can still learn to swallow and breathe as usual. Although still for a while the patient will be fitted feeding tube through the nose to avoid choking. We will observe for one week and scheduled patients will undergo chemoteraphy again after the condition is more stable than now.”

“If adek agrees, please sign this. Or if anything is unclear, please ask.” The specialist's voice before Kinanti sounded lighter, as if the burden of guilt and love were less on Kinanti.

“Sorry doc I want to ask, what is a tracheostomy for good? I mean, will my dad keep breathing through the hole in his neck?” Kinanti touched his own neck, unable to imagine how Lukman would go with the condition.

“Depends on patient's condition. For now, Mr. Lukman's cancer cell, has extended into his trachea, his bronchi have also shown signs that he was exposed to malignant cells. I can not promise much for patient recovery, but with the therapy that patients undergo, this series of procedures is expected to optimize our efforts to extend the life expectancy of patients,” explained the doctor clearly.

Kinanti was silent for a moment, she tried to understand the long sentence she heard. He had to think clearly, although Lukman later had a hole in his neck, but at least the man no longer had trouble breathing.

“Adek do not worry, patients with this tracheostomy can still live the activity as usual even though it is limited compared to normal people. Provided the condition of the other ballast, in this case the disease, we respond. When at home can still be treated as long as pay attention to the cleanliness of the patient's environment.” Additional doctor explanations such as relief medication for Kinanti.

“Good doc, thanks for the explanation.” The girl nodded politely. He immediately took his ballpoint and signed the affidavit at sixteen p.m.

“Okey, keep your spirits up. So that the papa is also eager to heal. Remember, in addition to drugs and medical measures, family support is the most efficacious remedy for patients.” The doctor clenched his hands to encourage Kinanti.

“Each dock, thank you for reminding.” The girl nodded with complete relief.

Finished with that approval, Kinanti came out again from the doctor's room and sat back in her place. Leon followed the girl and sat down beside her.

“I will later nemenin specialist when the action. His actions are in about half an hour. Go out to eat or get some fresh air, so you feel better. Because after that you can meet your father. He is also waiting for you and needs your support. So good, you stabilize your emotions and feelings before you meet your father.” Leon gave some enter.

Kinanti looked at the man beside her and smiled. “Thank you doc,” he said in earnest.

“Sama-sama. You should know that I am not currently speaking as a doctor, but as a friend. Just call me brother or sister. Brother Leon maybe? It will make me sound younger and excited.” The man added a long sentence to try to get familiar with Kinanti.

Kinanti nodded with a smile, “Ya, brother Leon,” timpal the girl.

“Yaaa, sounds better.” Leon smiled with relief. A smile that made one clench his hands from a distance.

Kinanti immediately looked over, as well as Leon. There were three teenagers who were staring at Leon sharply. Who else if not Kala, Riko and Demian.

“You?” Kinanti immediately stood up to greet her friends. It was both a pleasure and a shock to see these three people coming together.

They walked towards Kinanti. Riko accidentally stands between Kinanti and Leon, making the young doctor forced to shift his body slightly away from Kinanti.

“Include, I'm Riko, the minister is Kinanti. That's Demian, Kinanti's fanboy. And this, Kalantara, his girlfriend Kinanti. Who are you?” riko asked who showed her face.

“Oh, I'm Leon. New friends Kinanti.” Leon immediately extended his hand in a friendly manner. Although his feelings are a little turbulent to hear Riko introduce herself and her friends. Especially the sharp-eyed and cold teenager named Kalantara. Look at the glare of his fixed eyes as if he wanted to tear Leon apart.

“Oh yes, new friend.” Riko returned Riko's hand. “But new friends, we old friends want to talk private first with Kinanti. Can you please leave conversation first or maybe ‘new friends’ is no other busyness, please continue first.” Riko is good at words. Balancing Leon's sentence that says, "Just call me brother or sister."

Demian turned her face to hide the smile of hearing Riko calling the man with the term ‘new friends’.

“Oh course. Please continue, you guys need to provide encouragement support for Kinanti.” Leon had to give up for now. He did not want to take the risk of forcing it near Kinanti while it seemed that one teenager had marked it with a red flag that he could attack at any time.

“I'm sorry Kinan, we will talk again,” said Leon.

“Iya, thank you brother Leon,” said Kinanti who was immediately met with a sharp gaze by the three teenagers.

“Ssttt, he's Kinan's doctor. Doctor Leon, it's more polite to call that. Don't brother, it's not good.” Riko reminded me.

“Yes, doctor Leon.” Kinanti again nodded politely at Leon and Leon only returned with a smile before he left.

Kinanti also glanced at Kala, the teenager had looked at him sharply but a few moments later his facial water turned warm again. Despite his jealousy, he was not angry at Kinanti.

“Still you guys have come here.” Kinanti tried to melt the atmosphere. He never expected that these three people would come together.

“It is, Kinan. The three of us are worried about you. Especially onoh noh. The clock says he was even saying, taught to eat unwilling. You two eat first. Doctor Leon said you must prepare yourself before meeting his father Kinanti.” Riko who gives the answer at once reminded.

Yes, during school Kala did not eat and drink anything. He only thought of Kinanti while daydreaming at the rooftop and returned to the classroom without any sense of passion. Only when the bell came home rang did the teenager look excited again.

“Gue wasn't lunch either.” Demian spoke up. He rubbed his tummy.

“Weit, we'll be later bro. We'll have to change wait here. Be both, let there be a winner.” Riko immediately grabbed Demian's shoulder so as not to move.

“Oh, yes udah.” The teenager had to give up. He remembered his promise to Kala that he would not disturb Kinanti in his time with Kala. Heavy is Dem, but keep your promise.

“Yuk, we eat first,” invite Kala while extending his hand to Kinanti. Kinanti looked at Kala's hand, but the girl did not reply.

“Iya,” that's just the answer Kinanti who chose to walk first in front of Kala.

Kala scratched his temple even though it was not itchy. “Udah be patient first, tar also if you have eaten the mood of the girl back again.” Riko tried to cheer up while patting Kala on the shoulder.

Kala did not chimed in, it seems that at this time he and Kinanti still need time to better understand each other.

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