
“Auwh...”dr. Ammar whimpered in pain as his body hit the floor.
Both of their eyes clashed very close to Afsha's position on top of the man and faced him.
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“Go you and get off my body.” shouted dr. Afsha while pushing Afsha away from her body when she felt her heart beating strangely.
“Ma-maaf”
Afsha then immediately came down from there and looked at once afraid to see the face of dr. Ammar.
“You are...” dr. Ammar immediately stood up while touching his hot ass. “hiss. It should have been from the beginning that I did not accept you and did not care to incite your pity to me who asked for work.” stared intently at Afsha.
“Ma-sorry.”
“Is that all you can say to me ?” dr. Afsha stared at the body of service in front of her it was trembling. “Oh...” he rubbed his face and lowered his tone.
“If you come back repeatedly then I will not hesitate to fire you.”
“Don't master please don't fire me.” Afsha was willing to rest at the man's feet, begging him not to fire him.
dr. Ammar was still staring at the girl who was resting at his feet. It turned out that even though he was very hard, he did not have the heart for him either.
“Yes you can go now. I want to rest.” The man pulled his leg then turned around and sat on the bed.
“Good sir, thanks.” Without talking again he also brought the mop and bucket out of the room and returned the cleaning tool and entered the room.
“Ouh..it's hard to live outside.” Afsha straightened both his legs that felt sore and also his hands that felt stiff. “Hard to be a waiter.” breathed a long sigh while pondering.
The next morning, dr. Ammar left early in the morning to the hospital as usual. He meets Afsha who is sweeping on the terrace.
“My eyes are still heavy. Last night I couldn't sleep because my body was all sore.” muttered Afsha while lifting his almost closed eyes.
“Hey... hey... what did you sweep ?” dr. Ammar stopped as Afsha, who was staggering around holding a broom, almost swept her shoes.
Afsha stopped and took a step back as she almost stepped on the black shoe in front of her.
“It's not time for bed. Open your eyes and the right work lazy waiter.” he said in a high tone that suddenly shocked Afsha who was almost asleep.
“Oh... well sir.” instantaneously drowsiness Afsha lost out of nowhere to hear the clash.
“Ck... ck...” dr. Ammar immediately walked to his car because he did not want to waste any more time or deal with Afsha.
The man then headed to the hospital where he worked, Aspetar Hospital which is a large hospital in his area.
“For the doctor, his assistant said hello to dr. Ammar when the man walked into his study.
“Yes, morning Jasmine.” answered briefly then sat in his chair looking at a stack of patient lists on the table.
A few minutes later the man finished reading the stack of patient data in front of him and handed it back to his assistant.
“You can call the patient now.”
“Good doctor.” Jasmine then immediately called the first patient to come in and undergo an examination.
A patient came in, a 20-year-old man was sitting in front of dr. Ammar.
“Hasan... how have you been lately ?” dr. Ammar saw his patient look more messy than usual day.
“I'm fine doctor just I can't sleep after two days ago I met my x-girl.”
Yes, Hasan is a broken heart patient who became dazed after breaking up with her lover. How many psychiatrists have treated him but no one can help him other than dr. Ammar patiently and painstakingly treated the patient until his condition was almost recovered as it is today.
After a long conversation, Hasan came out of the examination room with a more relieved heart. Shortly thereafter entered several patients who also brought severe problems and dr. Ammar can handle it.