
"You ... uh sorry, I entered the room wrong," replied doctor Ivan as he scratched his non-itchy nape. He then closed the door to Adinda's room
"Well, yeah." Adinda folds her forehead in wonder. He then returned to self-deprecate.
"Any," murmured Adinda. Soon he began exploring dreamland.
Adinda woke up when there was a noise in her room. He turned his head towards the source of the sound. Two of his best friends were chatting on the sofa. Sometimes Sinta laughed, while Alia seemed to frown. I don't know what they're talking about.
"Sin, Al, when are you coming?" ask Adinda.
Sinta and Alia stopped the chatter and turned towards Adinda. They approached Adinda.
"Hey Din, sorry to disturb his sleep. We just got nyampek. How's he doing?" ask Sinta.
"Alhamdulillah, it is better," replied Adinda smiling.
"Here, I help you" said Alia when she saw Adinda trying to sit down.
"Thank you" said Adinda sincerely.
"Do you know where I'm being treated at the hospital?" ask Adinda.
"I called you because I miss you so much, we haven't seen you in a long time, but who raised your oma. He said you were on your way to the hospital. He also said that you were found unconscious in the bathroom. I happened to play at Alia's house. Listen to the news that you are sick, we both immediately cuuuzz slide here for your nengokin," explained Sinta.
"Thank you, you came all the way to nengokin me. You are the best friends I have" said Adinda.
"Yes, we're just your best friends. The Devin is now a fool," seduced Alia while raising her eyebrows.
"I've separated from Devin" said Adinda.
"Seriously, Din? I'm sorry, I really don't know about this" Alia said.
"It's only fitting that we go to your apartment, there are no residents there. You are patient Din," said Sinta while rubbing Adinda's back.
"Oh yeah, that was when we arrived, there was a handsome om-om in this room. And the time we said that we were your friends, he asked us to accompany you. He said he'd go home for a second. Really Din, that handsome om was your father who said he was dead?" ask Alia.
"Yes, thank God my father is still alive" replied Adinda.
"We're so happy Din, it turns out your father is still alive. We are also sorry for the end of your household" Sinta said.
"Yes, thank you very much for your attention." She hugged her two best friends who were on her left right.
"Oh yeah, what did you guys talk about? I think it's really exciting?" ask Adinda while unraveling her embrace.
Sinta and Alia looked at each other. Alia clucked resentfully making Sinta laugh again. Adinda frowned astonished at the behavior of her two best friends.
"So gini Din, just now when we went to this room, we passed by a cute male doctor. Well, this Alia is an acute-moment"
"Snake me saying I'm an acute singles. I would like to have a halal partner without a courtship process," Alia quickly cut.
"What the hell is it? Sin continues the story, I'm curious," asked Adinda. Sinta laughs again making Alia annoyed. Alia stomped her feet and walked towards the sofa.
"Alia seemed to like the doctor, but unfortunately, not even glimpsed."
"Keep discussing, until you are satisfied" muttered Alia.
"Ok, according to your orders Madam," Sinta joked making Alia glare in annoyance. Adinda just shook her head to see the behavior of her best friend who is still like a child.
"Well, we were both busy chatting on the sofa, suddenly someone opened the door, auto kicep kita. It turned out that handsome doctor had come in. Alia immediately smiled to herself. He thinks the doctors want him. Uh, it turns out your nyamperin is slumbering. As I cleared my throat, the handsome doctor glanced at the sofa, saying 'Sorry not to be seen, excuse me!'. He thinks we're invisible creatures, what. Disappointed with Alia. Definition of non-bloody pain." Sinta laughed again satisfied after successfully revealing the incident earlier.
"Assalamualaik." A greeting came from the open door.
"Waalaikumsalam," they answered in unison.
Fathan stepped into Adinda's inpatient room. He wore a jacket with a black plain T-shirt inside, navy jeans, and black sneakers. Fathan looks like a young boy in his casual clothes. Moreover, his face still looks handsome at his age which is no longer young.
"Din, then we say yes," said Sinta.
"Loh, you guys are going home. You better stay at our house first. It's almost nine o'clock in the evening" said Fathan.
"Sorry Om, we have to work tomorrow. Anyway my fiancee has picked up in front," said Sinta, "Din, get well quickly yes, we go home first."
"Thank you, be careful on the road" Adinda said.
"Din, your father could too. Mau dong became a stepmother" whispered Alia near Adinda's ear.
"Well, there you will continue to harm me" whispered Adinda.
"Ih, not cool. Yes, I have come home first, hopefully soon to recover," said Alia while hugging Adinda.
Three days later, Adinda was hospitalized. His condition is starting to improve. Even today he can go home. Adinda breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he could lay himself back on his soft bed.
"Are you ready, honey?" ask Fani.
"Yes, Oma," answered Adinda, "Which father, Oma?" ask Adinda.
"They still haven't come home. There are still meetings he said," replied Fani.
Then they left Adinda's hospital room. Arriving at the lobby, Fani took a break to the bathroom for a while.
"Darling, Oma went to the toilet first huh, suddenly fell down. You just wait in the car" said Fani. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for his answer.
Adinda put her foot back into the parking lot. Adinda arrived at the parking lot to coincide with doctor Ivan who just got out of his car. For a moment their views clashed.
"When?" asked Dr. Ivan who was addressed to Adinda.
"Yes, Doc" replied Adinda.
"alone? Can I take you?" haggard doctor Ivan.
"I'm the same oma I am Doc, but he still goes to the toilet. There is also my driver waiting there," pointed Adinda towards his car.
"Oh, I think you're alone." Doctor Ivan looks wrong.
"Well, can't Ivan's doctor like me? Nor could he have known that I was bunting again," said Adinda.
"In that case, can I ask for her phone number?" ask doctor Ivan.
"Well, what's Doc doing?" ask Adinda wonder.
"Hem, that, make ... it's okay if it's not possible," insisted Dr. Ivan.
Adinda could not bear to see the disappointed look on the face of Doctor Ivan. However, he also could not give his mobile number without a clear reason. Fortunately, Fani arrived and they went home.
"Din, I'm sure that you're the woman I've been looking for" muttered Ivan's doctor as he looked at Adinda's car moving away.
"May time bring us back together."