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"Mom, how is this? He's not going to the hospital."
"Call the Judi," said Oma Asih who was playing chess with one of his servants.
Aunt Metry was a little upset, because the article Oma Asih looks unconcerned with the health of Vanessa who is now turning pale. His face was lifeless, and he seemed to endure pain.
"Is mom even chess?"
"You know, Metry. If you think you have to go chess again. I was confused about having to do it again. Just call Judi, get him to order his wife out."
Aunt Metry sighed, she did. Calling Judi while going up to the second floor.
"Hallo, Assalamualaikum, Tan. Why?"
"Waalaikum salam. Jud, Vanessa is sick, but she doesn't want to see a doctor. You persuade ya."
"What's sick, Tan?" Tanya Judy sounded panicked.
Aunt Metry is confused. "Tante doesn't know what he's sick of, either, but it's like a stomachache. The food should be taken to the doctor to know. You persuade ya."
"Yes, Tan. Please give me a hot water bag first yes, let me mingling. Now I'm calling."
"Yes, this love also wants this. Call now, Jud. Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikum salam."
Aunt Metry knocked on Vanessa's bedroom door before entering. "Van's? Did you go out?"
"Udah, Tan."
"Don't lie to you, Van. Aunty you still have pain so hold the stomach," said Aunt Vanessa gave a bag of hot water.
Vanessa put it in her clothes.
"Thank you, Tan."
"To doctor ayok."
"Now ah, this is the biggest one."
"There is an ulcer in pain. You don't get sick, Van."
"No, Tan. I'm ba-"
Vanessa's sentence was truncated when she heard her cell phone ring.
Knowing that from Gambling, Aunt Metry immediately stood up. "Tante out first bring jamu, later if there is anything to call it."
"Okay, Tan."
After the door closed, Vanessa picked it up. "Hallo Assalamualaikum Mas. Why?"
"Greetings, are you sick?"
"Same cape semalem make a cake with Aunt Metry."
"Check to see the doctor with Aunt Metry."
Vanessa hesitated at her husband's orders. "Outside the house?"
"Yes, Aunt Metry's anther. I've asked her, don't fuss, Jah."
Vanessa grunts, she's still Ijah. "Stay….."
"Will I be Ijah?"
"Yes, yes" said Vanessa, taking a deep breath. "I'm leaving, don't you papa?"
"It's the same Aunt Metry later."
"But if you go home buying by the many, keep buying new bed linen yes which is dark in color. Here all white, would we want wik wik."
There Judi cleared.
"Yes." Yeah."
"We are, right?"
"What?"
"Wik wik, what else? So right?"
"Yes, Ijah."
"Aseeeekkk."
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Unlike Vanessa's estimate, it turned out from Oma Asih's house to the city center quite far. Vanessa remembers sleeping on her way to Oma Asih's house for the first time.
As Vanessa was still grimacing in pain, Aunt Metry asked the driver to go to the nearest doctor's clinic.Â
"Not going to the hospital, Tan?"
"This is a good doctor, the hospital is still a bit far away. Yuk." yuk."
Aunt Metry led Vanessa out, she patiently helped her niece step up.
And when I got into the clinic, Aunt Metry took care of everything.
Although the nurses had spoken English before, Vanessa did not answer. He was so focused on his pain that the nurses spoke Dutch with Aunt Metry.
While sitting waiting, Aunt Metry looked at Vanessa who seemed to have improved. "Kill?"
"Lumayan, Tan."
"It doesn't hurt anymore?"
"No, just a frown. But Vanessa wants help."
"Seek what please? There's all the preliminaries, just talk."
"Aunty who says yes, I'm English. Aunty translated by."
"Yaela is that? Yes, Aunt help."
As he said, when entering into Aunt Vanessa explained what her nephew felt according to Vanessa's words.
"He asked to check on you, Van."
Vanessa stood up and checked. The examination is long enough to finally lead to a long explanation.
The back pain makes Vanessa lazy to listen. But all he saw was Aunt Metry looking shocked, terrified and desperate. The Dutch conversation between Aunt Metry and the doctor left Vanessa confused.
When she came out, Vanessa asked. "Why did he say, Tan? It's simple, don't be as long as the doctor."
Aunt Metry is silent.
"Tan? I why?"
"Take the medicine first yuk," said Aunt Metry, she did not know what to say.
"Aunty? I need to know first, what am I?"
"The doctor said the pain wasn't a problem."
"Certainly? Why is aunt's face in shock? This pain is due to an ulcer?"
"Later too, this is not forever.'
"Yes, but what is the cause?"
Aunt Metry gulped down her rough saliva, she could not hide this fact forever. "Van, there's a problem with your uterus."
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