Prayer of the Former
20
"Mother's son has pneumonia!!" said the doctor guarding the IGD room of the private hospital.
Sari.
"A-pa, doctor?? Pe??"
"Pneumonia" continued the doctor by making clear the mention of the disease in Sifa.
"Pneumonia or what is called pneumonia is a condition that occurs in the lungs, where this condition affects the microscopic air sacs (alveoli) in the lungs, which are in the lungs, your child, buk" explained the doctor more easily.
But it is still clear if Sari does not really understand.
"Look, we better do a photo of the rongsen on your daughter's lungs, so it's clear how severe the inflammation of the para" the doctor advised Sari.
"Ta-pi.this is not my son, doctor" Sari explained.
The doctor's forehead is clearly visible if he is shocked.
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On the other side.
Aldi is rotating the city to find the address given by Pak Budi, a makeup gallery that Sifa often visits.
In his service car he restlessly looked at all the shophouses lined up and read one by one the trade pamphlets.
"No sir!!" the driver exclaimed at Aldi.
Aldi is getting upset.
"Play it once again sir, said Mr. Budi the gallery shop is in the area" Aldi ordered the driver.
The driver also returned with a car stiur swivel following the orders of the master who was in a state of fear of losing the beloved princess.
Street night lights that are not so bright increasingly difficult Aldi when reading the lines of the trade pampelt.
But when the official car was back spinning, an idea came from the driver on Aldi.
"Sir, sorry before.how about I ask only one sir. let it be clear where the store is located, because it could be that the store does not have a pamplet name"
Aldi quickly agreed to the driver's advice. And finally the camry sedan car was slowly stopped on the side of the road.
The driver quickly got out of the car. Seeing that, Aldi finally decided to follow the driver who was not surprised.
"Sir??" exclaimed the adjutant who was sitting in the front seat.
"I can't wait, I also have to go down to find Sifa" Aldi told the aide.
The adjutant was seen to sigh long, he finally had to come down to keep the head of the area that would surely arise public attention.
A police patrol car in the back of the official's car came down. And some police officers were finally ordered to comb through the ranks of the shophouse in search of the make up gallery.
But not a few save the moment by taking a photo of the Regent who looks riled and rushed through each store.
"What's up, nie?" exclaim a citizen who became kepo.
"This must be impromptu, Vice!!" timpal other citizens opinionated.
"Campus deh, there will be demolition of the sales stall!!" said the panicked pedangan.
"Malem-malem sidak, very little work, Mr. Vice, look for a face really!!" the other timpal.
But Aldi continued to focus on asking from one ketoko store. For about 30 minutes, a police officer ran over to Aldi.
"Sir, the shop met!!" the police are fast.
Aldi's face changed, he immediately ran towards the policeman.
"There sir, in the shop number 4 at the most g end" pointed the police by giving direction to Aldi.
"Okay, good job" praised Aldi, then he ran towards the gallery shop. Because of that, all Aldi groups also ran after the Vice sir.
And before long, Aldi's steps stopped right in front of the Galery By Queen store.
Aldi sighed softly, looking at the trade pamphlet that was just a banner that was about to fade.
And it appears that the shop was covered by an iron door. Aldi's restless face also looks upset, because the search is fruitless.
"Handphone" pinta Aldi to the Adjutant.
The Adjutant quickly handed over his cell phone to Aldi.
Aldi quickly opened the screen and looked at the phone number on the banner.
With a frown, he waited for the number he called to be connected. The connecting tone was not lifted. Until Aldi looks upset.
Then Aldi looked back at the banner and typed the second phone number belonging to the Galery.
"Hopefully this is lifted!!" the route was half upset.
The tone was heard back. And not long after, there was the sound of a woman welcoming from a phone call.
"Hallo, with ??"
"Are you the owner of Galery by Queen??"sela Aldi is cold.
"Y-aa?? right, I'm the owner of Galery by Queen. Sorry who are you??"
"Where is my daughter, Sifa??"