KELANA
28.

Mumu smiled gently, "I can only put in effort, Bang. We leave it to the Almighty."

Although all this time Mumu has managed to treat people several times but she does not act.

Because basically the science of medicine that he has is just a mere deposit. So he should not be arrogant and forget himself.

According to the saga, Jin was cast out of heaven not because he disobeyed God's commandments, but because of his arrogance that felt better than Adam's.

After drinking tea served by Rodiah, Iwan's wife, Mumu began to examine his legs.

A few minutes passed, and Mumu's forehead frowned, as she had expected, pain and loss of energy in the left leg Iwan because there are several nerves connected in the wrong place so that it can not function properly.

It's a strange problem.

"What's up, Mumu? Is the disease treatable?" Seeing the look on Mumu's face, Risnaldi felt that something must be wrong.

"There is something wrong with the veins and nerves, Bang Iwan so it needs to be repaired. Just because it's been a while so it's kind of hard to fix it."

Hearing Mumu's explanation, Iwan and his wife felt sad, "Are my feet indeed incurable anymore, Dik?" Ivan was a little disappointed.

"God willing to, Bang. It will only take a long time. Brother, if you want to go to the bathroom, just go first, because if we start the treatment process, you can't go anywhere anymore."

"Thank God," Iwan smiled happily. He rushed to the back led by his wife.

"If I don't finish this afternoon, you go home first, Nal. We'll go to work."

"Just calm down, Mumu. Don't you worry about me. I'll know how I'm gonna do it. The important thing is that you focus on treating Bang Iwan. Hopefully the disease can be cured and healthy as ever."

Mumu just nodded assuagingly.

Shortly thereafter, Iwan returned with his wife. After she sat in the comfortable position as possible, Mumu immediately started the treatment process.

This time you need extra concentration and energy. Before removing the acupuncture needles, Mumu began to massage and correct the problematic veins.

Lucky Mumu has the skill to disable the nerve taste, otherwise, it can be ascertained the patient will thrash or scream in pain.

Because the process of correcting the layout of the veins is like removing the skin from the flesh of one's body, it can be imagined how terrible the pain felt by the patient.

With full concentration Mumu continued to repair Iwan's nerves. Occasionally he took some acupuncture needles and stuck them in certain nerve points.

Not far from him Rodiah and Fatma waited for the treatment process with worry and hope.

Because the use of energy is greater so that Mumu several times rest for a moment to take a breath and circulate throughout the body based on the breathing method.

It turns out that treatment takes a long time. When Mumu was finished, the sun was already far inclined towards the west while Risnaldi had already returned home because he had to work.

With a grateful look while wiping his sweat Mumu said, "His treatment is over, Brother. In these two days Insya Allah Bang Iwan has been able to move as usual. Towards these two days please remind Bang Iwan not to do much movement, especially the left leg."

Rodiah just nodded. She sobbed so excited to see her husband finally get well.

Because he was so speechless. How great your thoughts towards their families. Mumu had gone to great lengths to treat her husband without any reward.

If he tells others they may not believe that there are people who want to bother to help treat others without being paid even for.

Today, finding such a thing is rare.

Mumu of course did not know what this woman in front of him was thinking. After setting up his equipment, Mumu immediately excused himself.

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Handoko, a thirty-nine year old man. Body stocky. Muscled. Her skin is blackish brown. On his right arm is a tiger head-shaped tattoo that adds to his authority.

Handoko has for years been the ruler of this Juling market. Not just anyone who dared to deal with him. Not because he's the strongest man among thugs but he's known for his knuckle-resistant and stab-proof skills.

Handoko was sitting pensively in a coffee shop. He sipped the still hot coffee while smoking. Usually drinking coffee while smoking will feel very good. But today the pleasure of coffee while smoking it is lost and replaced with a bland taste.

Not because the person who made the coffee was incompetent, but because of some problem that raged in Handoko's mind.

Last night his spoiled brother Amran came to complain to him. He says he and his friends were beaten up by someone and asks Handoko to help get back at him.

Handoko doesn't have time for that. What else is just a small matter. The fights of the young people are common.

There's a bigger problem that's being dealt with.

But because of his affection for his sister, Handoko finally sent two of his men to clean up the young man who had beaten his sister.

It's been two days his men have left but not yet returned.

Handoko returned to smoking her cigarette and dumped the cigarette ash under the table.

Two men with the face of Sangar appeared before him but not the men he asked to help solve his sister's problems.

"How's it?" Handoko asked while sipping coffee for the umpteenth time.

One rogue man with an earring attached to his left ear reported, "The situation is out of our control, Boss. That Tiger Gang actually dared to disrupt our business as if it didn't consider us at all."

"So what have you done?"

"According to the Boss's suggestion, we both had already come to their headquarters to relay the Boss' message. But they won't let us meet their leader."

Handoko kicked the table, "Did they really dare to fight us? What do they think?"

"We don't know the boss. Just from the talk of the Tiger Gang it seems like they already know how to ward off your invulnerability Boss so they don't feel daunted at all."

"Ooo so yes," Handoko bully her teeth in anger, her breathing hunts down, "Prepare the members all, tonight we teach them a lesson. Let them know who we really are." Handoko squeezed her fist.

Because now he rarely showed any strength so the other party thought of him like a tiger that was already not fanged.

Tonight the Tiger Gang will accept the consequences.

This attack is also a lesson for other groups so as not to be reckless with the group he leads.

In on that Mumu was on her way back when her phone rang. Mumu stopped the bike on the side of the road and picked up the phone.

"What's up, Nal?" Apparently a call from Risnaldi.

"What's going on?" The voice across the phone is not clear.