When Married?
The KM Part 75
A black luxury car stopped right in front of the hospital lobby, the driver immediately went down and was in a hurry to open the door and came out a handsome charming man with a suit that wrapped perfectly his tall body and his characteristic masculine fragrance.
"Sir Pendi, tonight I will stay at the hospital, so go home no need to wait," said Sastra.
"Good Sir Literary." The driver bowed respectfully and Literature immediately passed into the hospital building.
For five days now he did not see the state of Flowers because of his work outside the city, he was very longing to see the beautiful face even though he could only look at it from a distance.
Literature goes straight to the VVIP room where Flowers are cared for and intends to peek even from behind the door. Slowly he opened the doorknob, his eyes explored, he saw it was empty in the room and the bed was neatly arranged.
Literature circulated her gaze looking for someone to ask and saw the nurses walking through the room, Literature held one of the nurses who was passing by and asked him.
"Suster, where are the patients being treated in this room? her name is Bunga, is she transferred?" Literature asked with a worried look of fear if the flower entered again into the intensive room.
"Oh the patient on that name was discharged five days ago."
"returned? is his condition recovered?" Literature was surprised to learn about this news.
"For more details please ask the doctor in charge, let me take the doctor's office."
Literature stepped up to follow the nurse and arrived at the doctor's room who handled Flowers during the treatment here.
"Sorry Doc, someone asked about the patient in the name of Flowers."
The doctor turned his head and immediately smiled as the doctor recognized Sastra as her husband Bunga.
"Please sit down, it just so happens that there is something I want to tell you about your wife's condition." The doctor invited Literature to sit on the chair that had been provided.
"Actually the patient still has to get further treatment, maybe his physical condition has begun to improve, but his psychological condition is still not certain. As her husband, of course, your role is needed for her recovery" explained the doctor.
"Then is it true that my wife has been sent home?" tanyakanya.
The doctor looked at the confusion. "Has your mother-in-law not been informed yet? your wife has been discharged since five days ago because your mother-in-law said that Mrs Bunga wants to be treated at home just to be more comfortable, but I've provided control schedules and counseling for patients, I hope patients can follow counseling regularly."
"But why the hospital did not tell me about his return, even though I had advised to let him know if there was anything about my wife" he said.
"The hospital will inform you because your mother-in-law is a little forcing your wife to be allowed to go home, even though the patient still has to receive further treatment. However, he himself asked not to tell you about this return, because he did not want to bother you who are busy with work outside the city and said he would contact you personally," the doctor at length.
Literature was slightly pensive, and her heart started to fidget. "Maybe my mother-in-law hasn't been able to tell me Doc, thank you for all the information, then I resigned my resignation." Literature stands to say goodbye.
"Together, don't forget to bring her here as scheduled, I will recommend the best psychologist doctor."
"Good Doctor." Literature hastily came out of the doctor's room, his feelings began to calm down, why did Bunga ask to go home when his condition had not healed properly? Literature contacts her driver to return to the hospital, and her goal now is to go to Bunga's house.
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