183 Days of Being a Lover
1. Meet Grandpa

Rahma noticed the clock attached to the wall of the boarding room. The time has shown exactly at seven, it is time he left for the office. He came out of his room and locked the door.

Rahma walked out of the boarding place. In front of the boarding house he saw Sumarni's mother shopping for vegetables at a traveling greengrocer. Rahma approached Sumarni's mother.

“Bu, Rahma left for work first.” Rahma said goodbye to Sumarni's mother.

Sumarni's mother turned to Rahma. “Be careful the way, Neng! On the side of the highway many sidewalks are broad,” said Ms. Sumarni.

“Iya, Mom. Rahma will be careful. Assalamualaikum,” Rahma said.

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Ms. Sumarni.

Rahma walked down the road to the office. Rahma's office is not far from the boarding house is only a few hundred meters away. If taken on foot only takes five to ten minutes. Depends on the speed Rahma is walking.

Rahma worked as a State Civil Apparatus or abbreviated as ASN in a government-owned agency located not far from the Rahma boarding house. He has been working in this institution since he graduated from college. About a year ago he worked in the agency.

Rahma walked quickly to her office. Today there is a lot of work to be done. When he reached the highway he walked on the sidewalk while watching the sidewalk. On the pavement a lot of ceramics that have been broken, there are also holes. If he does not pay attention to the road, his foot will go to the jeblos into the deep culverts. Or his legs will be sprained because they do not see a hole that is not deep.

Accidentally he saw a grandfather who was about to fall, his legs were like sprains. Fortunately, his grandfather held on to the fence so he did not fall. Rahma quickly approached the grandfather.

“Grandfather is okay?” rahma asked with a worried face.

Grandpa turned to Rahma.

“Grandpa's legs sprained, Grandpa didn't see if there was a hole,” replied the grandfather.

“Sick not his legs, Cake?” ask Rahma.

Grandpa moved his legs.

“It hurts so much if his feet are moved,” replied the grandfather.

“Sorry yes, Cake. I first check grandfather's feet,” said Rahma.

“Iya,” replied the grandfather.

Rahma crouches down and checks around the ankle. It turned out that around the eyes of the grandfather's feet his skin was a bit reddish. Looks like grandpa's leg sprained. Rahma turned to the dispensary across the street, the dispensary was not yet open.

How to treat it? ask Rahma in the heart.

Rahma remembered there was a mother and child hospital around there.  He had an idea to take his grandfather to the hospital.

“Kek, we're going to the hospital. Let Grandpa's feet be treated by a doctor,” Rahma said.

“But Grandpa didn't bring any money,” said the grandfather.

“I will pay,” said Rahma.

“Come, Cake.” Rahma helped the grandfather walk. Grandpa walked slowly. The distance of the hospital with the scene was only about one hundred and fifty meters. But because the grandfather walked slowly, they reached the hospital for about five minutes.

Eventually they reached the hospital of mother and child. Rahma took the grandfather to the emergency room. Rahma approached the nurse who was standing guard in the IGD room.

“Sus, this Grandpa sprained his leg. Now he is difficult to walk because his legs hurt,” said Rahma.

The nurse approached the old man and took him to an empty bed. Rahma followed from behind. Sister helps grandpa sit on the bed.

“Mr wait here! Later the guard doctor will check,” said the nurse.

The sister turned to Rahma. “Tethe family?” ask sister.

“Iya,” replied Rahma.

“Please go to the registration counter to register!” said sister.

“Good, Sus,” replied Rahma. Then the sister left the place.

“Kek, I go to the registration counter first,” said Rahma.

“Sorry, Grandpa has troubled you,” said grandfather.

Rahma records the name and place of the grandfather's date of birth. While Rahma's address and phone number use his address and mobile number as the person in charge.

Rahma exited the IGD room to the registration counter. Fortunately the queue of the registration counter was not much so that Rahma could quickly register the grandfather. After completing the registration Rahma returned to the IGD room.

When Rahma reached the IGD room, her grandfather was being examined by a doctor. Rahma watched the doctor who was examining grandfather's leg. Finally the doctor finished examining Grandpa.

“How about grandpa's foot?” ask Rahma.

The doctor looked at Rahma. “It's okay. Just a regular sprain,” replied the doctor.

“But Grandpa had a hard time walking, he was in pain,” Rahma said.

“Maybe it was because his legs were swollen so Grandpa was in pain. I will give you pain medication. To reduce swelling in the legs I will give ointment and medicine,” said the doctor.

After he finished examining his grandfather's leg, the doctor left. Not long after the nurse arrived, he gave a prescription drug to Rahma.

“This is a prescription drug that must be redeemed in pharmacies,” Sister said.

The nurse also gave me another paper.

“It's IGD bill, pay in cashier,” says sister.

“Good, sus. I tipped my grandfather,” replied Rahma.

“Iya, Tea,” replied the nurse.

Rahma approached grandfather.

“Grandfather wait here. I want to pay at the cashier,” said Rahma.

“Iya,” replied grandfather.

Rahma exited the IGD room to the cashier. Not long after Rahma returned, she brought a payment slip. He gave the payment slip to the nurse and the grandfather was allowed to go home.

Rahma pulled Grandpa out of the IGD room and headed to the pharmacy in the hospital. Rahma sat grandfather in the chair.

“Grandfather wait here. I want to redeem the medicine first,” said Rahma.

“No need, Neng. Later only grandfather who redeemed medicine,” said grandfather.

“It's okay, Cake. Let grandfather's feet can be treated quickly,” said Rahma.

“Wait a minute, yes.” Rahma left grandfather, he headed to the drug counter and gave the drug prescription to the dispensary employees. Not long after Rahma returned, she sat down next to Grandpa. Waiting for Grandpa's name to be called.

After waiting for a few minutes, my grandfather's name was called.

“Bapak Sultan Wijaya.” The pharmacy cashier called grandpa's name. Rahma immediately stood up and approached the pharmacy cashier. He paid for Grandpa's medicine. Then he sat down and waited for the medicine.

Grandpa turned to Rahma. “Neng. The cure is expensive, huh?’ ask grandpa.

“No, Cake. The price of this drug is not too expensive. Now the important thing is that grandfather's feet can heal quickly,” replied Rahma.

Grandpa noticed the clothes Rahma was wearing. Rahma's clothes are similar to the uniforms commonly used by ASNs.

“Neng want to go to work?” ask grandpa.

“Iya, Cake,” replied Rahma.

“So bad luck because you have to drive Grandpa,” said grandfather.

“It's okay, Cake. Rahma had permission from Rahma's superior. Anyway Rahma's office is close from here,” Rahma said.

“Where's the office, Neng?” ask grandpa.

“Near where Grandpa almost fell,” replied Rahma.