Love The Village Youth
Chapter 11

The bright morning, the shining sun shining on the earth gives warmth to every creature of God, Diska just finished breakfast cooked by uci Desmi.

Every morning uci Desmi always cooks breakfast for Diska, she already considers the girl like her own daughter. The presence of Diska makes his life feel more meaningful and more excited in living the days.

“Uci, I'm leaving, yes,” said Diska told uci Desmi.

“Iya, Son. Careful, yes,” said uci Desmi.

Diska wearing her white dress and neat appearance, now sits on the porch of the house waiting for Rudi to come to pick up as usual.

Not long Rama came with his motorbike butut. He was very fascinated to see Diska with an appearance that was different from his new appearance.

Diska that usually still unravels her beautiful hair, now looks like a cover her aura with fashionable hijab style city child, but still quite polite.

“Buk Doctor?” lirih Rama approached Diska not believing what she saw.

“Mhm,” muttered Diska scrunched her forehead.

Diska was surprised to see Rama early in the morning had to go to the house uci Desmi.

“This is really you, Doctor Diska?” rama asked curiously.

He still could not believe what he saw, he was more and more stunned to see the polite hijab girl in front of him. The beauty of Diska's graceful face is increasingly radiated with her new appearance.

“Yes, it's me,” replied Diska upset.

“Subhanallah, Doctor Diska is getting beautiful,” praise Rama without further ado.

His heart loved the city girl.

“Apaan, anyway. What are you doing here?” ask Diska wonder.

“Mhm, the. Rudi couldn't pick you up, so he asked me to pick you up and deliver to the village clinic.” Rama conveyed the purpose of his arrival.

“Ya already, let's go!” bring Diska.

Diska deliberately diverts the conversation because she is nervous with a look of admiration that is clearly visible from the glare of Rama's eyes on her.

“Oh, yes. Come!” exclaim Rama.

Rama also stepped towards his motorcycle parked on the side of the road followed by Diska. Rama turned on his motorcycle engine, after which Diska rode it bells behind the handsome man who looked like he was.

Diska's heart was pounding fast, not knowing what kind of feeling was now present in the girl's heart. Now that he was near Rama, his heart could not beat normally.

Along the way they were silent, there was not a word that was thrown by Diska, because she herself felt awkward to talk a lot with the young man who was now starting to fill the niches of her heart.

Rama was also at a loss to talk about what the issue was because he felt there was no suitable topic for them to discuss.

They arrived at the village clinic after a journey of about 20 minutes. Rama stops his motorcycle right in front of the clinic, Diska gets off Rama's motorcycle.

“Thank you,” Og Diska.

Rama smiled, “ Equally,” said Rama.

Rama's smile made Diska's heart beat faster. Diska turned her body and stepped inside the clinic.

Diska chose to leave rather than her heart out of place because of the sense that was now there for the young man of the village.

Just as he stepped up to the entrance, a man came over to Diska.

“Buk Doctor, help me,” he said with a very panicked face.

“What's up?” tanya Diska panicked.

“My wife wants to give birth,” replied the man.

“At home,” replied the man.

“Come, I drive to their house,” take Rama who is still in front of the clinic.

Without a second thought, Diska was directly riding Rama's motorcycle. Rama took his motorcycle to the man's house. The man followed Rama's motorcycle on foot.

Arriving at the house the Diska man immediately stepped into the house.

“Where is the patient?” diska asked kindly to a middle-aged woman she met while entering the house.

“Come here, Buk Doctor,” legitimately bring Diska into a room.

When he approached the woman who was about to give birth, he began to check on the condition of the woman.

“This cannot be cracked here, we must take the patient to the hospital,” said Diska panicked.

“Rama, patients should be taken to the hospital as soon as possible,” Diska told Rama.

Rama also thought for a moment and then he went out of it, not how long Rama came by carrying a pick up car commonly used by car owners to deliver palm oil to the factory.

“Come, take it up!” rama exclaimed to the man who was the husband of the woman who was about to give birth.

Rama and the husband lifted the body of the woman who was about to give birth to it on the car.

Diska did not dare to crack down on the woman because her resolve had already broken first and at this time the woman's blood pressure was very low, it would result in a very fatal thing.

He was just a young doctor who did not yet have the skills of a specialist in obstetrics, so he did not want to take high risks because his experience was not too much.

Along the way Diska always monitors the patient's blood pressure, they also take a long and winding journey out of the village.

An hour later they arrived at the Silaping Puskesmas. In this puskesmas is available adequate tools and more experienced doctors and midwives.

They bring the patient into the health center. Be grateful when they get to midwives and doctors already stand by there. Diska can only pay attention to the labor process assisted by midwives who work at Puskesmas.

“Thank God, you are quick to bring patients here,” said Midwife on Diska after the labor process is complete.

Diska smiled at the mother.

“Mhm, thank goodness, Mom. I do not really understand the problem of childbirth, as a Young Dokter who is also still learning, I do not want to take risks if things happen that are not desirable,” said Diska.

“You're not this person, huh?” ask the mother midwife to Diska.

Diska nodded.

“I am only a Young doctor who gets a job from the University to devote myself in the 3T area in Indonesia, and I happen to be assigned here,” said Diska began to introduce herself.

“I am assigned here to help medical personnel who are in the village.” Diska added.

“Wah, very good. Where are you from?” ask the Midwife on Diska.

“I am original from Bandung, Bu,” replied Diska friendly.

“Good, hope you feel at home in our area,” said Bu Midwife with a friendly smile.

“Aamiin, hopefully, Ma'am,” says Diska.

As a medical personnel who bring patients to the Puskesmas, Diska is responsible for various things about the patient. He must accompany the patient while in the Puskesmas.

“Dis, I have to go back to the village. This car will be used by its owner,” said Rama who suddenly approached himself and said goodbye.

Diska shocked and raised her eyes in disbelief, she did not expect Rama would leave her at the Puskesmas with her patients.

Seriate…