Belonging to Mr. Fridge Season 2
Change of Doctor

Ready with a simple outfit but still beautiful, Caca out of the apartment using a cream colored backpack.

"Astagfirefull!" shocked Caca saw Riki who was already standing in the doorway of his apartment.

"Why?" tanya Riki raised her brow which was puzzled as to why Caca was shocked.

"Om what's there?" tanya Caca locked the door to her apartment

"Well, why? This is my room, like me dong want to do it," said Riki without burden.

"Yes, anyway. If so, Ca will go to the hospital first, yes, Om Tuir!" pamit Caca stood in front of Riki.

Riki advanced towards Caca, Caca who saw Riki getting closer made himself spontaneously retreat backwards.

"Eh, Om! What's lu?" ask Caca who already feels stuck can not step back again.

Riki brought her face closer to Caca, "The Spirit of the Doctor Buk!" riki whispered right in Caca's ear. After saying that sentence, Riki distanced his face back.

While Caca who received such treatment just stuck and blinked his eyes to normalize his heartbeat.

After realizing that Caca looked at Riki for a while who gave her a sweet smile, then she left the place.

"No, if you stay there for a long time it could be crazy me," said Caca who walked quickly towards the elevator.

While Riki who saw Caca's expression just smiled looking at the woman's behavior by looking at her back away.

"What else was that guy, approaching with a pretentious whisper of everything!" annoyed Caca while stepping quickly because the time has passed.

Caca walked out of the apartment to the hospital, so many patients and nurses smiled and greeted him.

"Doctor Caca, go straight to the meeting room, yeah," the nurse told him.

"Okay, thank you." Not having time to stop to his private room first and wear a suit, Caca went straight into the meeting room.

Inside a group of nurses, Caca sat on an empty bench, "I'm sorry if I'm late" Caca said before sitting down.

"It's not too late, really," said one of the doctors in the room.

The meeting door opened, the hospital chief came and went straight to the front of the room, "Sorry, I'm late" said the elderly man.

"Whether you go straight to the point, 3 or 4 more days there will be a change of doctor. Incidentally this year the doctor who will come to our hospital is a doctor from Indonesia. Doctor Caca's home country" he said, pointing to Caca.

Caca just smiled with a curled face, 'Who's coming, huh?' caca wondered.

"The pediatrician will come and the internal medicine specialist will be transferred to Indonesia" he explained.

All that is inside just silence and feel understood, tomorrow will be the release of the sick doctor in Indonesia.

Indeed, the doctor will be moved first from here, after the completion of the meeting all return to their respective rooms.

Caca put his backpack on the table and saw his patient schedule list, "Huftt .. pretty much today," said Caca rubbed his face slowly.

"Excuse me, Doctor. There's a courier coming" said Caca's personal nurse.

"Courier?" tanya Caca made sure and was answered with a nod.

Confused, Caca stood up and walked towards the lobby to see if there really was a courier then from whom?

"Doctor Caca?" ask the courier after getting Caca in front of him.

"Yes, I'm alone. What's up, huh?"

"It's food and drink" he handed me the order.

"From who?"

"From Mr. Riki."

"Oh, thank you." Caca immediately picked up the package that the courier had brought and signed it.

"Cie ... Doctor Caca now has a lot of fans, nih," said the nurse who saw Caca.

"Haha, what the fuck? It's not a fan" Caca said with a slight laugh.

While Caca who got such treatment just smiled and shook his head, "Jude, I am first, yes," said Caca and passed away going into the room.

"Aaa .. would like to also like Doctor Caca deh. Bring food so," said the nurse who seemed to have been so long ago could not see such a romantic thing.

Caca sat back on his stool and opened the plastic, some of the food placed on a stock there was also apple juice because it smelled of the fragrance.

Stomach that was already hungry led him to open the provisions and try the cuisine in it, "This Om Tuir himself is cooking?" caca asked after bribing one food into her mouth.

"Great boy, oh, my gosh!" he closed his eyes enjoying the food.

Ringing the phone shifted her focus, Caca picked up the call with her mouth full of food, "Yes, hello?" ask Caca without seeing whose number came in.

"Well, it looks like my cooking is so delicious that your mouth has to be filled up like that" the insider said.

"Nhuk ...." Caca choked and saw the name of the caller, it turns out Rikilah who called him at this time.

He quickly took a drink to relieve his throat again and, "Slow down," recalled the person again.

"Om what's the call?" ask Caca when the throat is relieved.

"Sure up."

"Sure what?" ask Caca who is loud.

"The food has been up to what it hasn't been, uh, it's been up to not just in your hands but in your mouth as it seems."

"But!"

"Why?"

"Sir papa. Huh, ah! We'll eat first Om!"

"What's the fit yet?"

"So what? Chefs?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Udah dong."

"If it's your husband?" asked Riki who tried again and again to tease her.

Caca turned off the connection just like that, "Basar old bangka!" pissed off Caca and put down her phone.

He continued his activities earlier that had been hit by Riki, after finishing with a meal. Caca cleaned up the dining table, "Oh, yes. Whose son specialist, yes, is coming? Or ... About Aldy?"

"Huh ... What does this have to do with me? Anyone who comes in is up!"

***

"Who's going to America, sir?" ask someone to look at the hospital owner.

"Possibly you, because the person who was supposed to be there gave birth. So, don't want to be you."

"Hmm .. okay."

Caca walked outside, he wanted to look around the hospital, "Eh the horrors that will come here are women, you know!"

"Oh, not a man?"

"Not!"

Caca who was passing by and heard the nurse speaker just let out a sigh of relief. At least it's not Aldy who's coming here.

Also, hospitals in Indonesia are not just one. Why did he think that Aldy was coming?

He frowned at his temple, for some reason his mind became strange like this. Not a liver or other problem.

Only, there's no harm in not missing someone who's ever done good for us? If only the bad doers are often remembered what does good immediately must be forgotten?