Denathan Barbarians (Complete)
DCB 2 | HELP COMES

"Where, Mas?" Denathan asked when she saw her husband was done calling.

"In the near future the workshop people will come here," Aditya replied as he stuffed his hape into his pants pocket. "So I've also shared our loc."

"Thank God, Mommy" replied Denathan. The woman opened the car door and sat in the car. He picked up the mirror on the dashboard of the car and pointed it in front of his face. He was not surprised to learn his face was injured around the cheeks. For him it is common, because he used to experience it often. It may have been worse than it is now.

Aditya got in the car and did not close the door, leaving it slightly open. "Where? Nothing to wait for long? You're patient, yes, we'll go to the doctor."

Denathan put the mirror back on the car dashboard. He replied, "It's okay. I really don't need to go to the doctor, Mom."

"No, Honey. Anyway you should go to the doctor. Later I will also seek treatment there," said Aditya. Then the man sat facing his wife and touched her cheek in the area that was not injured. She spoke in a soft tone, "Honey, remember, now you have a husband. Different from the old. I don't want you to experience the same thing as before. There I will be ready to take care of you."

Denathan tried not to listen to her husband. He smiled faintly, trying to hold back his tears that could come out at any time. "Yes, Mas. I know that. Maybe it's true, now I can't endure the pain alone like I used to. I have you now, Mas."

"When I was in school, I might not be as close as you are to Natan. It was Nathan who was always by your side, now it's me, dear" Aditya said with a full heart. He loved and loved Denathan. Although he used to hate Denathan for making fun of him skinny and so on, but now he even became the husband of a tomboy again barbarian.

"Yes, Mas. I am now very happy to be Mas Aditya's wife," said Denathan then laughed softly.

"I'm also happy to have a great wife like you. You know, your nature is still the same as it used to be." Aditya smiled after that.

"My name is barbaric, huh, Mas? Ahahah," said Denathan to make a joke.

"Ahaha, you're not a barbarian, honey. You are brave, great, and strong. I'm not even as good as you are if it's a matter of fighting with criminals. I admit, you're a unique woman" Aditya said as he stroked his wife's hair. He smiled for the umpteenth time. Looking at his wife's beautiful and sweet face never bored him. It's getting more and more addictive.

"Mas, I'm great not for no reason. I used to go to college to practice pencak silat. Now it is proven, right, that training is useful to me" replied Denathan.

"Yes, you are a great woman." Aditya smile. After that he tidied his wife's hair that he had ruffled.

"You're great, too, Kok, Mas." Denathan giggled after saying that, he said again, "It's great in bed, anyway."

"Eh, how-how? Mean you?" Aditya was surprised to hear the words of his wife. He actually knew what Denathan meant. Aditya laughed in his heart.

"Yes, Mas. You're great at fighting in bed." After that Denathan laughed widely while closing his mouth.

Aditya laughed. His wife was intent on joking. "Ahaha, you can. It's obvious about that."

"Oh, duh." Denathan immediately felt pain in both of his cheeks as he laughed too much. It caused a shock response to both of her injured cheeks.

"Why, Honey? Sick cheeks?" Aditya's worried.

"Yes, Mas. I laughed a little too fast, now it hurts," Denathan replied as he slightly massaged his right cheek.

"Yes, we'll go to the doctor. I'll book a taxi online." Aditya quickly orders a taxi online on the go-car app. So that later can come on time with the help of the workshop.

While waiting for help from the workshop and online taxis to come to their place, Aditya and Denathan continued to chat about many things. Sometimes they joke too. Half an hour waiting, finally the taxi car that had been ordered by Aditya had arrived at the place, along with a tow truck from the workshop.

Aditya got out of the car, then chatted with the workshop person who was going to transport his car. Denathan talked to the taxi driver.

"The front of the car erupted, sir. The right eleven" Aditya said, pointing at the heavily deflated front tyre of the car, there was no air left in it.

"Yes Mas Adit. My car will be transported immediately using a tow truck. Later if the car is done, my boss will call Mas Adit. It's probably a little long, yes, Mas" explained the man as he checked the condition of the car's tires which was concerning.

"That's okay, sir. I wait patiently, really, the most important thing is that my car is immediately repaired" replied Aditya.

"Yes Mas Adit." Then the man approached his tow truck and got into the truck. He'll pull Aditya's car in the truck and take it to the garage.

Then Aditya approached the taxi that had been staying in his place since. Aditya then chatted with Denathan.

"Where, Mas?" ask Denathan.

"It's done, the repair shop guy will take our car. We can now go to the doctor," Aditya replied with a smile. He's already very relieved.

"Yes, come on, Mom." Denathan invites her husband to get into a taxi. The taxi driver was waiting.

"Yes." Yeah." Aditya came in and sat down next to Denathan.

"Where are you going, sir?" ask the taxi driver before driving.

"Ke ru-." Aditya's speech was cut by Denathan.

"To the puskesmas, sir," said Denathan cutting Aditya's speech.

"Cock to the puskesmas?" Aditya's confused.

"Mas, we're not hurt that hard. To the puskesmas alone is enough," Denathan argued. He was right, there was no need to go to the hospital just to treat the wounds on his face that were not too severe and just bruised. If severe, maybe Denathan will choose to go to the hospital.

"Yes it's okay. The important thing is that your wounds heal quickly" Aditya replied. Then the man told the taxi driver to run the car immediately. "Let's go, sir."

The taxi was heading north. He will take Aditya and Denathan to the nearest health center from that place, at the request of the couple.

It took half an hour to travel, finally Aditya and Denathan have arrived at their destination puskesmas. Then Aditya spoke to the taxi driver.

"Sir, can you wait for me and my wife to go for treatment? I will return to South Jakarta. Instead of later I order a taxi again, all the Father who brought me the same wife. Can you, right, sir?"

The taxi driver weighed Aditya's words. He hesitated. "I'm sorry, sir, I can't wait too long."

Denathan nudged her husband's arm and said in a soft voice, "Nothing, Mas, we'll take another taxi home. Poor his father."

Aditya seemed to approve Denathan's remark. Poor taxi driver was also told to wait for himself and his wife to seek treatment which may take a long time, not to mention having to queue with other patients.

"Yes, sir, it's okay. I can order another taxi. How much is it, sir?"

"Twenty thousand, sir."