
Such a beautiful day, because Afita now walks around the city accompanied by Raka, even Naura endlessly kicked along with Fian who smiled happily.
"It's time we deliver Aunty Naura therapy" said Afita.
"Ready Mommy, Aunty's Spirit!" Shouted Fian in a funny tone.
"Every little Prince" Naura said with a wide laugh.
Raka laughed at what Fian was doing, so looked pretentious and made people anxious around him.
Arrived at the Hospital where Naura had signed up for her leg paralysis therapy package.
Soon Afita helped push Naura's wheelchair.
"It's better to let me take Fian, don't go inside, I'm afraid there are many diseases and it can transmit to Fian" said Raka, who now carries Afita's son on his back.
"Guys!" Shouted Fian and now it has been brought by Raka to the playground which is located not far from there.
Meanwhile, Afita continued his steps with Naura to the room to do the therapy that had been scheduled.
Ended by sitting in the queue chair, Naura was confused looking for something.
"What's wrong?" Ask Afita.
"Sister, the therapy card is left in the car It looks like, how is this?" Naura asked, starting to panic.
"What?, try to find again" said Afita helped Naura.
And it seems that it can not be found in his bag, "Yes, let me take it, it happens that my car keys are carrying" said Afita finally rushed to leave the place to the exit.
Towards the elevator door that began to open, Afita immediately entered the push button and looked straight ahead before the elevator door finally closed again, and at that moment unexpectedly like someone called his name, he said, Afita had looked to the side and circulated his gaze, but the elevator door was finally closed.
"What am I feeling?" Inner Afita, and then ignore it again.
Meanwhile, in a place not far from there, a man half ran, chasing the elevator door which was finally closed and impossible to open again.
"Oh sh-it!, that must be Afita, I'm sure!" He said with a still panicked feeling and walked back and forth.
"Sorry Doctor, there's still another elevator, you don't have to wait here" one of the security guards told me.
"Oh, yes sir, I'm sorry" the doctor realized and was forced to leave after seeing the hour at which the council meeting time was almost at the beginning.
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Naura was still calm in her seat, for a moment she smiled, there were some memories that made her feel funny.
"The surgery on my face used to be quite good, I look more beautiful, but still feel strange" Naura's inner self, who was still staring at the reflection of her face from the glass door of the therapy room that was still closed.
Shortly after, Afita appeared to have walked towards him, sitting slowly with him back.
"Sorry brother, this afternoon should make you exercise" said Naura.
"Lumayan, can drain the fats that are not needed" said Afita with a smile knot.
Naura let out a small laugh, always liking it when she saw the smile of the woman in front of her.
"Sister Afita is very pretty"
"Your praise is good too, it can reduce my fatigue a little" Afita said.
Haha
The two laughed happily with a slight joke before Naura's name was finally called to enter the room.
Afita delivered to the door, because Naura now had to undergo the therapy process along with experts who were ready to help her.
Looks different room to Naura, it looks once all neatly arranged, even some of the room decoration looks new and changed, making the atmosphere in the room more fun and make you feel at home.
"It seems to have undergone a change, the room is getting more comfortable" said Naura.
"Yes Miss, I understand there is a visit from the center, and we have to remodel some rooms to improve the performance of the Hospital" said an employee who has helped Naura to stand up and walk slowly.
"Oh, so it is" said Naura.
Shortly afterwards, some people appeared to be in a hurry, telling all on duty that there would be a visit to the therapy room in a moment.
"What's wrong?" Ask Naura.
"Relax Miss, we're just getting ready for a boss to come into this room"
Naura simply nodded, then resumed training her legs, and a few seconds later, someone entered in with a step of graceful looking around, while all the servants immediately saluted her.
"So this is the Therapy room?" A familiar voice in Naura's ears.
Instantly Naura turned her head, but the limitations of her memory were unable to recall anything anymore.
"It seems that the voice of the man is familiar to me, but who, what might be just my feeling" Naura said.
Then his heart was racing, as the man he noticed turned his head and headed towards him.
"Why is my heart beating?" Naura said, increasingly confused by herself.
"How are you Miss?" Say that man.
"I, Alhamdulillah good Doctor" Naura's answer was ordinary, but gave an extraordinary reaction to the man who was now in front of him.
The doctor's eyes were stuck there, as if he wanted to find out more deeply into Naura's eyeballs, until one of the employees there resuscitated the doctor back.
"Sorry Doctor Firman, is there anything we can help you with?"
Word was still silent, fixedly staring into the eyes of the woman in front of him, and somehow it seemed like the voice was so sedating.
"Sorry, what's your name?" Ask Firman with his curious face.
"I?" Naura pointed to herself.
Not yet had the Word to respond, apparently the director of the Hospital had already come and made the Word inevitably have to welcome and end with the conversation.
While Naura only let out a long sigh, soon after she finished the Therapy which was at the time limit, then immediately went out to the rest room outside.
"It's over?" Ask Afita.
"Yes, brother, we can go now" Naura said.
"Okay, Fian must have been waiting" said Afita, immediately pushing Naura's wheelchair towards the elevator door that was still tightly closed.
While the Word was so unsettled, the conversation with the hospital director was now so fast, and the one goal of the Word today, was to resolve his curiosity.
"Can I see the personal data of the patient who was in therapy?" Ask Word.
Strange indeed the gaze of all of them, as if implying a big question mark there, but the request of a representative from the center like Doctor Word of course can not be left alone.
Until one piece of Asip has been taken, the Word slowly opens and stares in disbelief with what is in front of him.
"Certainly this?" Ask the Word in your heart and continue to open one by one the contents of the Archives that are already in his hands.
Don't forget the VOTE on Monday.
Seriate.