"What's this? Why are there so many bruises on your body like this? You're sick, right? Tell me, Indra!" Uncle Angga immediately bombarded Indra with many questions.
"Hmm, yes. I am indeed sick, Uncle. I seem to have a little fever, but I don't think this is a serious illness, just a normal fever," Indra answered with his awry attitude.
In front of his uncle who is a doctor, how could Indra trick his uncle with words like that? Meanwhile, Uncle Angga immediately raised an eyebrow at his nephew who was lying at the moment.
"Follow me to the ER. I'll take care of you there!" Uncle Angga had already spoken and such a firm tone of voice immediately made Indra obey and not argue anymore. His joking uncle looked different when he was serious like this.