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8. EVIL TRAP

"I drive ya Us" bargained Farid in front of the gate of the parlor accompanying Alya standing up.

"Thank you sister, I have booked a taxi online" Alya replied politely.

"Can be canceled!" answered Farid seduce.

"He. Thank you, next time" Alya replied with a polite smile.

"Sister Farid, Us Alya" greeted someone from behind, then came to Farid's hand.

Alya noticed the woman approaching Farid clumsily. Farid is seen trying to take his hand off.

"What's Sin?" ask Farid to Sinta.

"I'm bad, my car's tires are leaking" replied Sinta spoiled.

"Hmmm" Farid looked puzzled at scratching his non-itchy nape. Farid asked Alya to go home together instead of Sinta.

"Oh yes, this is the rest of the cafeteria, the result of children's practice, for Us Alya and Kak Farid" said Sinta gave a package of food to Alya and Farid.

"Thank you sister" Alya replied with a smile. "Oh yes, Sinta call me Alya aja, I am not an ustadzah really"

"Oke Alya" Sinta answered smiling meaningfully. Not how long did Alya's online taxi order come.

"With Miss Alya?" greet the taxi driver.

"True sir" Alya answered, then turned the body. "Sister Farid, my sister Sinta first, Assalamu'alaikum" said Alya into the taxi.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Farid and Sinta answered simultaneously. Alya also took a taxi. Farid stared at the departure of Alya's taxi while mourning his failure to drive Alya home.

"Sial, why pinworms appear anyway, when I just want a pedekate" grumbled Farid inwardly looking annoyed to Sinta.

"He, I'm nebeng ya Kak" said Sinta spoiled grabbing Farid's hand.

"Why not take a taxi? Kaya Alya" replied Farid ketus leaving Sinta alone.

"Damn! Farid shrugged me" Sinta clenched her hand to see Farid leave himself.

"Do I also have to wear a veil to attract Farid's attention, insolent! Look what I'm gonna do to that hypocritical girl, feel that damn girl!" Sinta stomped her feet to the ground in annoyance.

*****

Apartments

"Ahh tired" muttered Alya stretching her head to the right and left finished bathing. Then he sat in front of the TV drying his long hair finished shampooing.

Although during activities outside Alya wearing a hijab but inside the apartment Alya like other girls, wearing casual clothes open and tend to be short. He was alone in the apartment. Alya looked very fresh and beautiful. But no one saw him but himself.

"Well, what did you bring me?" muttered Alya finished drying his hair and applying cream. Then open the parcel of Sinta.

"Waaah pizza, it looks good" muttered Alya with sparkling eyes and began to eat food.

"Mba Sinta is a great chef. It's just right Aunt Rita wants to pay a lot for her to work in the parlor"

"But a chef as beautiful and as smart as her would you like to work in a parlor?" Alya wondered in her heart.

"Did Mba Sinta also have a regular job outside like me and Mas Farid? Ahh maybe so?" Alya answered her own question.

"Mba Sinta and Mas Farid were very good. They were like Aunt Rita, a noble-hearted rich man" Alya continued her own chatter. Then eat pizza and spend it, because the size of the pizza is not big.

"Thut" Alya turned on the TV, leaning on the sofa bed while looking at her work schedule at the hospital.

"It turns out that tomorrow afternoon, it means I'm not going to the orphanage, the morning school children must be quiet" Alya thought after seeing the picket schedule.

Seeing the work schedule, Alya immediately remembered the embarrassing incident in the hospital. "Aah was so ashamed of me, stupid sloppy fool" Alya rubbed her hair rough and stomped her feet on the sofa.

"It is enough to meet that pervert and ferocious doctor, oh my God".

Alya also began to close her eyes accompanied by television.

*****

"Ddrrrr"

Gery's phone vibrated on the nightstand. The handsome doctor who was still curled up under the blanket blinked his eyes looking for his phone.

She was brought up with a blanket that covered her body and she woke up from sleep. Threw a cell phone on the nightstand near her bed. Earlier he glanced at the clock showing at 11 p.m.

"What the hell is that? Don't tell me there's a cito operation" murmured dr. Gery opened the message on her phone.

"Good night Doctor Gery. Want to report, in the IGD there is a plan of operation cito, patients with intartu kala II long fetal distress..."

"Hhhh" Gery took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Yes! I'll be there soon" type dr. Gery replies to the nurse's message and gets ready to go to the hospital.

Gery wants to complain and protest. But she was aware of her profession as an Anaesthetist who had to stand by 24 hours on weekdays, as long as she ran a WKDS at a government hospital in the suburbs.

In fact, Gery's parents who are surgical specialists have their own private hospital. But because of the demands of his professional education, he had to serve in a government hospital that was classified as young for a year. Just like Alya.

Gery is ready to go to the hospital. Gery lives in one of the apartments a little away from the hospital. It is different from Ardi's apartment. Gery prefers a more luxurious apartment even though it is far from his workplace.

*****

Megayu Apartment

"Kruyuuk kruyuuk, aaaarrrrrgh" Alya woke up in the middle of the night.

"Why my stomach?" alya complains while squeezing her aching stomach. Then he looked at the wall clock, showing it at 12 p.m.

"Astaghfirulloh is very sick, am I dismenorhe?" alya muttered inwardly enduring the pain.

Alya took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly hoping that the pain would lessen. But it turns out the mules are getting more like there is an urge to go to the bathroom.

"Ahh, apparently I have diarrhea" Alya returned to lay her body on the sofa.

"Did I eat wrong? What did I eat?" Alya scratched her non-itchy ears.

"I'll just eat pizza from Sinta, what not-don't?"

"Kruyuuu kruyuuuuk. Haiiishh mules again" Alya felt the mules in her stomach return again. He half ran to the bathroom.

"Thank God be relieved, hopefully this is enough" Alya headed to the kitchen and grabbed a warm bath of water. "Bismillah glek glek"

Alya went into the room to rest. Has not been able to break his stomach back up in revolt.

"Yes, why mules again?"

Alya runs into the bathroom again, realizing her body state is not right, Alya searches for a cure in the p3k box.

"Oh God. Why is the medicine in the area also abis, what should I do?" alya was confused.

"Solutan oralit" thought Alya looking for an alternative. Alya heads to the kitchen making a salt sugar solution hoping to help her.

"Glek. Isssh felt so strange" Alya laid her body on the sofa again, leaning back her head hoping for less pain. But suddenly he felt nauseous and dizzy

"Hoek hoek" Alya spewed out what she had just drunk. His body let out cold sweat and his head felt dizzy.

"Oh my God, am I gonna faint? Who should I ask for help? I don't want to die alone here" Alya muttered, holding her spinning head.

By staggering he walked towards the room and looked for wind oil, hoping to help reduce the dizziness a little.

"I have to get help, am I going to IGD?" thought Alya felt herself no longer holding back the dizziness.

With a limp Alya forced himself to come to the IGD. The distance to the hospital is close. Every now and then on the road Alya stopped massaging her head resisting the dizziness.

Alya's fight worked. The vague inscription on the entrance of the IGD was caught in Alya's eyes. Alya sped up the pace while smiling hoping to get help soon.