
In the transit room, Agam was bowed lethargic. He crouched down while leaning his body against the wall.
They were waiting for an examination on Linda before the plans for the kabul were resumed. Agam bowed while holding a dowry box in the form of pure gold weighing 7.9 grams according to Father Berli's request.
In this room he was not alone, but Agam really felt empty. All the shadows about Linda continued to scour the recesses of her heart.
Instantly he remembered his dead father, and his distant mother. His mother did not return after charity work because she felt threatened by his safety.
Father ... mother ....
Calling him inwardly, he tried to neutralize the sadness by mentioning their names. But failed, he remained troubled, and did not know whether until when his turmoil would end.
While Gama, from now on did not stop rubbing his back, the school-level play boy looked more mature.
Mr. Yudha was busy replying to messages. Mr. Yudha had just received an order from Agam to let the HGC secretary of staff know if Agam changed his phone number.
Yeah, Agam couldn't possibly say that his phone was lost at sea, right?
"Sir Agam, Mr. Deanka would like to speak, can you? Just now he gave a message," said Mr. Yudha.
"can't. I don't want to talk now, just say it next time" he said with his head held low.
Honestly, in his little heart there was a bit of disappointment in Mr. Deanka.
Wh why?
Because Mr. Deanka did not follow his advice to get Fanny out of the HGC.
Agam also regretted having elevated Fanny to his secretary during the reshuffle of office.
Yes, the reason used to be because he was qualified. But, after feeling stabbed from behind by the woman, Agam really hated her.
You brute! In fact, I sincerely helped and chose you because you are the backbone of the family. But what are you doing? You even slandered me in a vile way. Who edited it? Astarghfirullaahis.
Inner Agam raging.
While Berli's father was allowed by the doctor to accompany Linda.
At this time, Berli's father was near Linda's head, he continued to whisper tahlil, tahmid, takbir, and tasbih in Linda's ear for her good.
Earlier, the monitor sounded because Linda's blood pressure had reached MAP. There is little progress in a better direction than the previous value. The doctor in charge is gradually lowering his anti-hypertensive dose.
"Freissy" called a doctor to the young nurse who had been in contact with Gama.
"Yes, Doc," he said quickly.
"Please take her wedding dress and give it to the patient's family, tell them the patient wants it on the EKG (Electrocardiogram)."
Freissy rushed over, picking up the shirt with a pounding heart. She was afraid of ruining this beautiful dress. Then he carefully folded it and put it back into his box.
"Sir ... thank God, his blood pressure began to fall, but still under close observation," the doctor told Berli's father.
"Then for the operation how, Doc?" ask Berli's father while wiping away the tears that had been flooded in the corner of his daughter's eyes.
"To respect the patient's right, we will perform the operation after the patient is aware and approves the procedure of action that we will do."
"Must be?"
"Yes, Sir. Since the patient's age is an adult, even though the father is his biological father, for surgery, we still have to consider the patient's decision."
"All right, Doc."
Berli's father understood, then returned to pray for Linda.
A few minutes later a nurse approached.
"Sir, we apologize profusely, it seems that his mistress cannot be done beside the patient, we have just been informed that from IGD will enter three new patients who are in critical condition. Maybe for the kabul ijab procession, Father and family can find another place. Again we apologize."
"Oh, it's okay, we understand," Berli's father said.
"Freissy, as you give clothes, tell the LB family that the kabul can't be done here."
"All right, Doc."
Freissy passed, and somehow her heart was pounding again. He realized that he would meet again with a ignorant man who was presumptuous to seduce him, wink, and whistle in front of him.
Haish, sucks.
He went to the transit room.
"I'm sorry, I want to give this, LB wants to be re-EKG, this is the dress" she said. Without any intention to turn to Gama who was looking at him.
Mr. Yudha immediately took it. Agam is still in early position. His head was between his knees. His expensive pants looked a little dirty because he had time to spend on the floor.
It seems like I don't care about his appearance anymore. His mind was already quite tired from thinking about Linda.
"How's the condition?" ask Agam to Freissya.
"His blood pressure's down, but it's unconscious."
Then Freissya explained about kabul ijab that could not be implemented in the ICU room. Uncle Jordan and Agam could do nothing. As a military doctor Uncle Jordan knows very well if the main priority of hospital services is the comfort and safety of patients.
"It's okay, Ben?"
"Yes, Uncle is okay."
"I'm sorry" said Freissya.
He felt uncomfortable being in the midst of handsome men as the only woman. Believe me, even though he was about five heads, Mr. Yudhapun was still handsome.
Uncle Jordan?
Don't ask again, the profession is just a military doctor. To be accepted as a military doctor, teeth alone must be perfect, there must be no holes, eyes must not be minus or color blind, height and weight must be ideal. In essence, it must be biopsychosocial, cultural, and spiritual healthy.
"Wait," said Gama.
"What's wrong?" Freissya.
"I want to talk, just for a second, can't you and me get out?" ask Gama, I don't know what he's going to talk to the nurse about.
"Sorry yes, I am here to work professionally, if you want to ask about LB, directly to the doctor. There is nothing in the dictionary the nurse talks outdoors with the patient's family. Excuse me," he insisted.
And Freissya came back inside with quick steps, her eyes clearly showing dislike for Gama.
'COLLAPSE.'
Whether consciously or not, Freissya even closed the door quite tight.
"Less asem, I was rejected. Just found out you were reported." Clenching hands.
Just this time he was rejected, Gama became annoyed.
"It is Gama, now is not the right time to seek prey" seduced Uncle Jordan. He had apparently heard the story if Gama was a play boy.
"Hahaha, Gama can at least bear to see the clear," added Mr. Yudha.
"Hahaha, Mr. Yudha knows it, and Uncle and Mr. Yudha knew yes, when I first saw brother-in-law, OMG I was almost crazy and wanted to have it, unfortunately he belongs to Brother," gama Sahut.
Actually their chat intent was to amuse Agam. Unfortunately, Agam was angry.
"Not funny! Quiet down!" snapped Agam.
Hygiene ....
And they were still unmoved when Berli's father came and joined together in the transit room.
"It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, how is this, Mr President Director?" ask Berli's father.
"Dad, don't call me sir, call me Agam, or Ben, or Buana."
"But I'm more comfortable calling the dirut, sir" Berli's father insisted.
"Have, have you, now how? Where's the cabbages going?" sela Uncle Jordan.
"We went back to the mosque" said Agam.
Agum to be the first to move, moving as if slow. But Berli's father's testimony made him a little calm and happy.
"Sirut, thank God, the blood pressure began to fall, but for the decision to operate said the doctor had to wait for Linda's decision."
They chat in litf.
"Alhamdulillah."
There was a smile on her red lips. Grateful, he turned his head up, then rubbed his face.
Sorry, not by your side, for your own good, too, baby, is that okay? Inner Agam.