
Life goes on. Same with Arini's life. Although he was heavy and ill, he had to continue his usual activities. Go to work and return home with no activity.
"For the doctor, there is a flower and food." One of the nurses and assistant Arini thrust a bouquet of flowers and paper bag on the table.
A bouquet of flowers that are so beautiful always comes every day accompanied by a paper bag containing lunch.
"mmm.. " Arini took a bouquet of flowers and looked at the card attached to the bouquet. He opened a card that was inserted between the flower and its cover.
From the same person. He is no longer seducing but is expressing his heart to the woman who is now a mooring of his heart. Wishing the woman to open her heart immediately, to welcome the love that comes.
*Love you the impossible
To be the love that is possible
Even in the hope of being real
I won't get tired of waiting
Your heart can see me as a man*
Since Edward liked Arini, he sent her a bouquet of flowers and lunch every day. Especially after he knew now that Arini's status was divorced. Nothing hinders him from pe de ka te. Just one, Edward had not dared to approach him directly because Arini's response was still cold.
But until now Arini never gave a reply. Either through a message or a call. All of the messages Edward sent were read only and none were ever returned. His heart still can't move on fast. There was fear and worry Arini felt. For now Arini chose for himself. Getting married and getting divorced in a period of time so quickly makes Arini think twice about remarrying. His heart would no longer be in pain to accept someone he wished to be his priest instead loved another woman.
"A big fan, doctor? Looks like the doctor's mom's about to end her single?" His assistant who does not know about the status of Arini is actually happy to see his boss who has a heavy crush.
"You.. Know where the big fans come from?" Arini put the paper back in its original place. Pretend not to know and again move his hand towards the computer checking the patient's data and files.
"Yes, no one has ever before sent a flower doctor's mom any food. Most of the patients of the doctor there are also. If this is almost every day always send the doctor ma'am flowers and food. He's probably a love fighter, doctor." Say his assistant while tidying up the files in a pile of maps.
"Can be measured from that? It could be the one who sends flowers just pity the same florist who is unemployed continues." Arini responded flatly.
"Ah. mother.where there is a ma'am. Usually if a man likes women he will muckily chase. Like a fan of this doctor. Ah. So can't wait to see the doctor accept her love." His assistant even daydreamed to imagine his boss being proposed to someone like in the romantic dramas he had seen.
"You mostly watch drakor. So like to fantasize." Arini stood up from her chair and opened the white coat that became a great uniform.
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"Good afternoon.. " Who is the man who looks out from behind the door. He always comes on time at lunchtime to Arini. Who else if not Dr. Kris.
"Well, fans again. Looks like I'll make a list of fans for the doctor." His assistant chuckled while closing his mouth to see the state of his boss is now visited by fans.
"Doctor wants lunch?" Dr. Kris walked into the room and asked Arini if she was going to have lunch.
"Well, late doctor Kris. Dr. Arini's meal is in session!" The assistant who preceded him replied.
The doctor stared intently at the bouquet of flowers still lying on the table.
"It's for you! Bring the ship too! There's a poison in that food." The same thing as before Kris doctor brought a bouquet of flowers and a paper bag containing food and then handed it to Arini's assistant.
"Waduh. doc. not good. It's Arini's doctor, really.. " His assistant hung up the next sentence while looking at Arini's doctor, asking for approval through an eye gesture.
"Bring it up!" Doctor Arini did not want to fuss over the issue of the shipment with doctor Kris. Dr. Arini made peace by handing over the shipment to his assistant and accompanying him to lunch with Dr. Kris.
"Really mom? Waduh.. gladly accept then." Arini's assistant looks happy again he gets a windfall of delicious lunch that has been made famous cheff from famous restaurants.
Arini and Dr. Kris walked out of the room to the hospital cafeteria to fill her stomach for lunch.
Both of them entered the canteen. The arrival of the two together often seized the attention of hospital employees as well as the medical team who happened to be eating lunch also in the canteen. Especially Dr. Herman. Her heart was hot to see the familiarity of doctor Arini and her rival half-brother. Herman liked Arini more than Kris, who had just joined the hospital and had just met Arini's doctor. For some reason, since long ago, he had difficulty approaching Arini's doctor compared to Kris. Is it because he is not the son of the hospital owner? Of course, that is now a strong reason for Dr. Herman why doctors Arini did not want to be nearby. He thinks Dr. Arini is more realistic.
Krekka..
Doctor Kris pulled out a chair for Dr. Arini.
"Sit down!" Doctor Kris told Dr. Arini to sit on the chair she had pulled.
Arini was actually a bit embarrassed to see doctor Kris treat her like that. Not because he was unhappy, but his treatment made some eyes look at him cynically.
"Thank you." Arini said and sat in the chair.
"The same princes." Doctor Kris replied slowly. He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Arini.
Arini also started eating by praying and eating the lunch menu fervently. Likewise with doctor Kris he ate food and occasionally he while opening the phone screen checking incoming messages.
"Today you went home to the apartment?" Kris asked the doctor, suddenly wondering where Arini would go home. Not without reason he asked like that.
"No. I'm going home." Answer Arini flat.
"Then I passed the woman." Said Kris' doctor who knew that Renata was Arini's husband's mistress. He doesn't know Arini's status yet. He thinks that Arini is still married to his neighbor.
"mmm... " An Arini replied not surprised even looks ordinary.