Berlianku My wife
158. Active again

The waves sound melodious sounding like they are partying. The leaves waved and danced happily. The blue sky slowly faded into golden radiating beauty. Nature is like welcoming the arrival of halal lovers who are happy.

Alya's pashmina hijab fell and fluttered in the wind, but that did not detract from Alya's beauty. It just makes Alya more graceful. Alya enjoyed every caress of wind that gently swept across her face. Peaceful, beautiful, and the sun began to dim down clarifying its charm.

Alya stood on the shore enjoying the salt water that she had long yearned for. Letting the grains of sand decorate the end of the game. Walk alone though silent, but his heart and soul sing. Singing a poem of happiness that only nature hears.

While Ardi just sat watching his wife from the gazebo on the beach. Let Alya enjoy her own world.

Seeing his wife smiling and happy was his main goal. Alya's smile that always develops the heart and flows the spirit in his bloodstream.

"Wouldn't you play with water?" alya asked her shoes to come closer to Ardi.

"No" replied Ardi shaking his head. Ardi chose to sit on the beach gazebo with one leg up and cross-legged.

"Hemm" Alya Manyun saw her husband prefers to sit around, Alya wants her husband to accompany her.

Seeing Alya Manyun, Ardi actually stretched his sturdy hand and changed his seat. Let his feet hang and make his wife sit down.

"Sit here anyway!" ardi asked Alya to sit down.

"Cock sitting?"

"The waves are big, the anginya is tight. Just sit here, hug the mas, not tired what?" answer Ardi mature.

"Hummmm!" Alya is still a manyun, but only 5 years different, but still the world and their desires are different directions.

For the first time Alya to the beach together with men. Alya wants to be like the young couples she sees on the beach. Yes, although it's actually late for her age now. But still Alya wants to feel the name of dating.

Alya wants to go for a walk, take a photo. Alya wants to play water, enjoy the beach breeze. Alya wants to enjoy the charm of the sunset and spend her dusk, holding her husband's hand and walking together. Her husband sat down and went into the room.

"Mas tired Yang. Try if you are not working. We can get down here. Continue tomorrow morning mas anterin you go for a walk" said Ardi patted the seat next to tell Alya to sit.

Ardi knew his wife wanted to go for a walk. But Ardi who is 5 years older chose to sit and enjoy the view.

Alya followed her husband, sat down beside him and tidied up her wind-blown headscarf.

"Sometimes if Lian's off here again yeah. We've never been on a date" Alya replied, looking at her husband pleading.

Dating her halal pairs like any other young couple, enjoying the scenery is one of the ideals that Alya dreams of. Even in his dream checklist. It should be time to realize that. But her husband was tired.

Ardi looked at Alya mature. Then her hand touched Alya's chin.

"No one, let go of the hijab, I want to see your hair unravel" whispered Ardi looking for an instant pashmina bond Alya

"Lian wants a photo first. Photoin Lian yah!" alya brushed off her husband's hand and refused to open the veil.

Alya wants to take beautiful pictures ala selebgram with sunset background like her friends.

"Ck. Why all the photos" answered Ardi ketus not aware of Alya's late presidency.

"Yes, let her memories be. We both took pictures!" alya reasoned.

"No! Don't be alay's son. We are old. Make what? Make showing? No need" replied Ardi again forbid.

"Guah!" Alya just hissed a manyun.

"Somebody can see you. Not allowed photos, danger if later stolen people"

"Lian is not uploaded. Make your consumption private, yeah!" alya kept trying.

"It's here!" replied Ardi silently.

Alya stood up and took a picture. Ardi lazily took pictures of Alya with his phone several times.

"not good? Again dong" said Alya a few times with a centilnya.

While the look on Ardi's face is very sad. And finally out his anger. Ardi wakes up and takes Alya home.

"Mas is not a photographer. Here want maen what photo session? Go home!"

"Ish, I'm sorry" Alya answered, bowing her head and following her husband.

But Alya did not give up, while Alya took her husband's arm, pointed her front camera and took a photo even though Ardi was pouting. Alya finally has a photo date for the first time.

"Can't be shared! Look out for you, too old" grumbled Ardi felt strange because Alya was late puberty.

"Yes yes" Alya replied following her husband in a grin. The important thing is to have a vacation photo with her husband.

They also return to Mr. Aryo's house because Arlan's friend is waiting.

"Can't be changed, what's the schedule? Masa masa must sleep alone anyway?" gerutu Ardi on the way realized tonight Alya was about to watch the night in the ER.

"Yes how? Just two nights. Abis is a holiday" Alya replied.

"Huh? Whaaat! Two nights? Which really is. No, no!" said Ardi did not accept Alya's schedule for two consecutive nights the night continued.

"Mas, this isn't the first time Lian's been night watch. The time of living in the apartment mas permitin Lian keep, mas ordinary aja. What's the difference now?"

"Yesterday you're not pregnant. I didn't know you were pregnant. Now you're pregnant just out!" said Ardi again brought Alya to immediately stop working.

"Yes, but not now. A few more months. Let Lian dapet STR and a certificate of devotion" Alya replied bidding.

"Ck. Who makes such rules?" grumble Ardi again.

"Hemmmm" Alya just muttered not wanting to answer and quarreled. They kept quiet on the road.

Alya chose to play mobile looking at her photos. While Ardi was asleep in the car.

****

Hospital

"Sus, number 2" said Dinda to the nurse who was assisting her.

Deftly the nurse prepares a set of nail puder, scissors and clamps. Not to forget kassa, nacl and betadin.

Using gloves, Dinda does her job deftly. Handling teenagers who come with open wounds on the hands after a fight and fall hit a stone.

Not long after Dinda finished sewing the wound on his patient. Dinda opened her hansdcoonya, washed her hands.

Dinda let the nurse clean, wash and cover the patient's wounds with kassa. Then Dinda sat back down, grabbed a pencil, wrote a prescription and documented what she was doing.

"We have dealt with the bleeding. Keep clean. The medicine is taken at the pharmacy, drink regularly huh! Another week of control" said Dinda look pity to the teenage boys in front of him.

"Good Doc!"

"Don't repeat it again. I don't want to help you if you fight again. What do I want to report to the police" said Dinda educating.

"Don't Doc!"

"Why are you fighting?" ask Dinda again to be concerned with the current generation.

"He snatched my girlfriend Doc!" the teenager replied plainly.

"How old are you?"

"16 years"

"Ck. You guys are yeah. Still in school, already boyfriends, wear all-aroused events. The date will be later if you work. All marriages" said Dinda to educate his patients.

"There go home! Learn to be successful people. Find a loyal woman"

"yes Doc. Thanks pretty doctor. Good night" the teenager replied, taking the recipe and saying goodbye.

"Hiish" Dinda hissed to see the teenager leave.

After the job was done, Dinda fell silent. Dinda sat on the nurse station bench joining the nurse. Then Dinda fell silent.

"Children in high school today have a boyfriend? Why am I so old still single. Hiks" muttered Dinda inwardly to his fate.

"When my High School friends are married, have children. Alya also has children. God, when do I meet my soul mate" muttered Dinda again turning her phone back.

Then Dinda opened her phone. Dinda put up her picture while walking the streets in Jogja. Then Dinda looked at him carefully.

"When, Dika, you are charismatic. But baby you're still in college. Does he want me to be a pacarin? Ahh I'm a girl. How do I date him, when do I see him again? His phone number does not have. Aaaah"

Dinda then dropped her head on the table and stomped her feet. The nurse beside Dinda was confused to see Dinda's behavior.

"What's up Doc?" ask nurse.

"Ah, no! It's okay" Dinda replied shyly fixing her short hair.

Not long after that, from the door of the ER the patient delivery officer and the security guard pushed the patient gurney. There came two patients one toddler with complaints of high fever, the only middle-aged man with complaints of shortness of breath.

Dinda and the nurse got up from her seat, grabbed a handsanitizer and a stethoscope. Walk quickly and get ready to do the job again. Dinda looked at the wall clock.

"Tonight Doctor Alya started work, right?" ask Dinda when washing hands with hansdcrub.

"Yes Doc"

"Thank God, prepare the oxygen cannula, position the semi fowler" Dinda ordered to the nurse.

Dinda checks the patient for congestion first. Her heart was a little relieved that Alya was back at work. Dinda then performed anamnesas and examinations on middle-aged men. After the patient stabilized Dinda told the nurse to continue the x-ray examination.

Dinda switched to a toddler who looked like a high fever. Dinda approached him kindly. Dinda carries a thermometer and a stethoscope. Dinda touched the toddler gently, then was about to install a thermometer, suddenly the ball was crying loudly.

"Data don't want that doctel. Tata want a doctel that uses kudung" whining the toddler to his mother.

Hearing the toddler's words Dinda was slightly stunned. There is a sense of offense because the patient rejected it. But Dinda brushed off all those feelings, the important thing is to get the job done. But for a moment Dinda also wondered who the fellow doctor meant this child.

"Sorry doctor, my son is very fussy" said the mother toddler felt bad.

"It's okay, ma'am, little boys do like that. But if you know what you mean, whose doctor?"

"If it's not wrong Doctor Lia what is Alya Doc?"

"Oh yeah, he's my friend. He'll be here soon. Honey while waiting for Doctor Alya, Doctor Dinda check first yes" said Dinda seduce the toddler.

But the toddler was crying louder and kicking his leg against Dinda.

Because he knew Alya was coming soon Dinda chose to withdraw. Dinda also knows that the condition of this patient is not emergency and life threatening.

Dinda had the nurse prepare a set of infusions and blood sampling kits. Then Dinda chose to write medical records while waiting for Alya.

Not long after Alya came in a hurry. Dinda smiled happily seeing Alya back in her scrub uniform. Dinda immediately passed the patient a glance.

Alya acted immediately. The toddler patient was immediately silent when called Alya. Even the toddler patient seemed to obey when Alya was about to put an infusion in his hand.

I don't know what poison and pellet Alya gave to his patients so Alya liked the patient. All the doctors were friendly, beautiful and handsome.

"Huft" Alya washed her hands then sat in her chair after she finished performing the action.

"Gue is very happy you have worked again" said Dinda friendly.

"I can also work again"

"Lo use what pellet anyway, little boy in the same way you, as you like it?" said Dinda plain.

"Don't call them patients, consider them our families who are in need of our help, speak to their hearts Insya Alloh cooperatively"

"Hemm lo emang the best doctor Al" replied Dinda praising Alya.

Alya was always friendly, sincere and did not distinguish castes. Even Alya once paid an old man who did not have insurance and less money when checking into the ER. The man post fell during a siomay sales trip.

"I'm sad Din, every day my husband told me to stay at home, I don't know if I should stay as a doctor or focus on being a wife" said Alya confided when Dinda praised him.

"What's? Want to be an IRT? Patient on nyariin you know. Are you sure you want to get out? Isn't this your dream?" tanya Dinda was shocked to feel that Alya must be IRT.

"Yes, I'm still trying to seduce him. May he permit" replied Alya limp.

Then Alya's gaze turned to a seat near the door of the ER.

"Lo see who?"

"That pretty girl in the black jacket?" alya replied pointing at the short-haired, slender-bodied girl dressed all in black.

"Who is he?" tanya Dinda looked at the woman.

"He's called Fitri, he's my bodyguard. My husband is crazy, right? He'll sit there until I get home"

"Huh?"

"Ck. Can I take him to our room? I'll tell you if he stays up there. My husband often exaggerates, but I can't prevent it" Alya said asking for permission.

"I'm not a problem. You communicate with the nurse and the head of the room" answered Dinda to provide a solution.

"okay"

"l. You have a cell phone number, right? Ask dong" said Dinda suddenly.

"When?" alya was shocked.

"Huum"

"Make what?"

"Not much to ask"

"Don't tell me you have a crush on Dika"

"Repo!"

"You really have a crush on Dika?"

"Hunt where the number is!"

"Din, he's flocking, he's still in college"

"Have no number?"

"Hehe. But my husband has"

"Maintain yeah!"

"Jawab my question!"

"Mintain yeah! I'll wait for tomorrow!"