What happened to HUMAIRO
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Ainul seemed to shiver coldly in the corner of the mosque pulpit. When he was about to go home, he suddenly felt his body weak and his head was dizzy. Coupled with pain and pain in the abdomen and waist to his right. He was forced to turn off the alarm that woke him up in the middle of the night and chose to stay cowering in his blanket.
Someone turned on the lights inside the mosque. Ainul remained silent. The sound of one's footsteps was like stepping towards him and stopping near where he was lying. Someone woke him up. Ainul opened the scabbard that covered his face. He still looks to be grimacing in pain.
"Sir Ustadz, it's tarhim time" said the man in front of him. Ainul got up and leaned against the pulpit wall.
"Eh, Mr. Mahmud, please just turn on the machine sir, I'm not well" Ainul said, holding his right waist. The pain he could no longer hide from the person in front of him. Mr. Mahmud who saw Ainul in pain immediately held Ainul.
"Sir Ustadz is sick" asked Mahmud. Ainul only nodded slightly. Mr. Mahmud panicked to see Ainul suddenly fall from his backrest and flounder in pain holding his waist. Two men who had just entered the mosque were immediately called.
"Quickly, we bring ustadz home" said Mr. Mahmud. The three then carried Ainul's body and brought him home.
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Humairo awoke from his sleep after hearing several footsteps in a rapid rhythm from outside the house. The sound of steps accompanied by the voices of some of the men was heard getting closer.
A quick knocking sound rang out from the direction of the door. Humairo immediately stepped up towards the door. The noise was outside his house. Humairo opened the door and saw people carrying Ainul. Humairo panic.
"Where do we lay Mr. Ustads" said Mr. Mahmud. Humairo looked back and forth and looked at the place.
"In the room only sir" said Humairo, pointing to his open room.
Mahmud immediately led the men into the room and laid Ainul on the bed.
"Mom, I found Mr. Ustadz in pain in the mosque. I've called Mr. Kawar to check it out. I hope it comes soon" said Mahmud. Humairo nodded.
"Then we go to the mosque first, ma'am, God willing, we will come to visit again" said Mr. Mahmud pamit.
"Thank you so much sir for bringing ustadz home" Humairo said, smiling at Mahmud.
Humairo approached and sat down beside Ainul lying down. Ainul was still grimacing in pain holding his right waist while shivering with coldness. Humairo unfolded the blanket nearby then placed it on Ainul's body.
"Where am I" said Ainul. He seemed to be watching his surroundings.
"At home, people brought you unconscious from the mosque" replied Humairo.
"Why did they bring me here. Sorry Humairo, I never told them to,"
Humairo just stared silently at Ainul. This was all the result of his rude actions, telling the nakjis so that Ainul traumatized into his room.
Ainul tried to get up, but Humairo prevented him.
"It's okay, for a while, sleep here until you're healed,"
Ainul paid no attention to the words of Humairo. He felt uncomfortable in that room. He tried to get back up. Humairo, who looked anxious, could do nothing.
"I have to take my medicine," Ainul groaned withstanding the pain.
"Stay here, let me get you the cure. Tell me where it is." Humairo dared to restrain Ainul's body.
"No Humairo. You don't know the place, let me just," Ainul said as he continued walking using the backrest of the room wall. The worried Humairo, followed him from behind. Above the door of the house, next to the Qur'an, Ainul took a few packs of medicine and opened them. Humairo hurriedly took her some water. After taking his medicine, he stepped onto the porch of the house and picked up a mat in the corner of the patio. Humairo still looked at him without being able to do anything.
With a staggered step, he went back inside the house and immediately rolled out the mat he brought in the living room.
Ainul looked at Humairo with a weak look.
"Let me sleep here last night until my condition improves."
Before completely ending his words, Ainul staggered and collapsed on his mat. Humairo hurriedly approached and held onto it. He panicked when he saw Ainul did not move with his eyes still closed. Humairo got up and was seen pacing the porch of the house. Some of the neighbors who were sweeping the courtyard could only see it. He was still hesitant to ask for help, considering his attitude to his neighbors.
A man of medium stature, in an all-green uniform, was seen at the end of the road as if he was about to head home. From his appearance and some of the items he carried, maybe he was the doctor Kawar who was meant by Mr. Mahmud at dawn.
"Maybe pak ustadz kumat again ma'am. The results of USG and laboratory checks pak ustadz, in addition to uric acid, he also suffered from kidney stones and wreaths. Maybe ustadz does not control the diet," said Dr. Kodar while removing tensimet from his bag.
"Tension sir ustadz 70." Dr. Kawar examined some of the drugs he released and recorded them one by one. He then presented it to Humairo.
"Please take the medication under control. If you still feel sick later, immediately take it to the clinic," continued Dr. Kawar. Tensimate and some of the equipment he took out were put back in the bag. He then pampered.