Love of the Adjutant
Guests Not Invited

The next morning, Kinan arrived at the hospital.

"Doctor, Director's mom nyariin tuh" said a nurse.

"Mother Director?? What's up??" Kinan.

"Not knowing either. He was calling Doctor Kinan, and said that if you meet, tell the doctor to face his room." he added.

"Ohh. Yes, thank you." replied Kinan smiling.

A few moments later Kinan was already in front of the door of the room Bu Director.

Geck...Geck...Geck...

"Get in." said a woman from behind the door.

Kinan entered the room.

"Mom called me??" ask Kinan when he's at the Director's desk.

"'Yes Doctor Kinan. Here's a guest to see Doctor Kinan."

The Director pointed to a man sitting on a sofa, where the Director usually entertains guests.

A man in a neat dress. Black and shoes. The man with clean skin was accompanied by a man standing right beside him, seemingly younger than the person sitting on the sofa.

"Yes?? Who are you??" ask Kinan curiously.

"Sorry, you don't know our master??" ask the man standing.

"Master?? I'm sorry I don't know you." said Kinan.

"He's the one you've helped, Doctor."

"Please?? Which one is it?? Isn't a doctor his job is to help people huh??" ask Kinan.

"Sorry Director, can we have a quick chat with Doctor Kinan??" pinta the man.

"Doctor Kinan still remembers the incident a month ago, in which you donated his blood to our master."

"Deliver??"

Kinan tried to remember the incident. A month ago, he helped a man with an incision in his stomach. But at that time Kinan really did not see clearly the face of the patient he helped.

"Ohh, that time. Yes I remember." replied Kinan.

"So how is the condition now, how is it??" ask Kinan to the man.

"Thank God for the blood you donated, our master survived and was able to make a full recovery" the man said.

"Ohh, thank God for that" said Kinan smiling.

But when he was about to ask again, the man brought himself closer to the master.

"My master wants to talk to you, Doctor Kinan. I heard you graduated from Singapore, so obviously can speak English right?? Because my master does not speak Indonesian." explained the assistant.

"Ehm.., yes you can."

(Conversation below using English yes reader.)

"You're Doctor Kinan??"

"Yes, I."

"Thank you for saving me. If there's no you, maybe right now I can't sit here and relax."

Kinan just smiled.

"How's the incision wound?? Is it healed??"

"It has. Thanks to you, everything's healed."

"Can I ask you a question of privacy??" ask the curious Kinan.

"Please. As long as I can answer, I will answer."

"The injury you were in at the time, it doesn't seem like it was a car accident. Except from a sharp object, for example like a knife." telisik Kinan.

Actually he did not want to ask, it was just that he felt strange at that time.

"Yes, you are right. It was a knife incision." replied the master.

"Ohh, are you fighting?? Or don't you belong to a gangster??"

Kinan's silly-looking question was responded to with a laugh by the master.

"No. We were just in trouble at the time." replied the master briefly, as if he did not want to explain anymore.

"Ohh, yeah that's it." Kinan retorted.

"You're a pinter, Doctor." praised the master.

"I'm here actually just want to give a gift because at that time Doctor Kinan had helped me from the brink of death." explained the master.

Kinan just scrunched his forehead.

"There are three kinds of gifts you can choose."

The assistant lined up three boxes on the table. He also opened one by one the box, according to the direction of the master.

"This is the key to a luxury apartment in the Jakarta area. And the second, this is the key to a most expensive sports car that only produced eleven cars in the world. And lastly, there's a diamond jewelry you can wear." explained the master.

But Kinan just chuckled wonder, why only donate blood until he had to do something like this.

"Maybe you must be surprised, let me explain" said the assistant.

"My master is a world-leading businessman. No one didn't know him." the assistant began to explain.

But I don't know tuh. Kinan Murmuring.

"Even his rival was terrified upon hearing this name of my master. Even though he was young, his name was no longer in doubt. He was the only child of............"

"Already, already. Thats enough. I don't want to hear it anymore. What's clear is that you came here to say thank you, right?? Yes, I've received his thanks." asserted Kinan.

"Then, excuse me" said Kinan.

"You sure you don't want to accept this gift from me??" ask the master.

"I'm sorry, I don't need anything like that." refused Kinan, but with a face he forced to smile.

"I heard you were married and living in a simple house. Wouldn't it be if you accepted one of these things could make your life better."

It seemed Kinan was starting to sigh holding back his emotions.

"Formerly thank you for the gift you gave. But sorry, sir. We cannot accept that gift. After all, my life and my husband are fine even without your help." Kinan said.

"And again, even if you are the richest person in the world but you have no right to pry someone's information. Even to investigate." added Kinan.

"Do you really not need my help??"

"Yes, right." replied Kinan confidently.

"That's it, if you'll excuse me, sir. There are still many patients I have to check."

But once again, just as he was about to move on, the man's words made Kinan stop.

"Do you love your husband so much??"

Kinan refused to answer.

"Do you know what your husband's past was?? If you knew him in the past, would you still be by his side??"

"My husband's past has nothing to do with you. Anyway, it seems like our conversation has gone too far. Excuse me. Excuse me first."

Kinan immediately rushed out of the room.

Really ngeselin?? Who the hell is that guy?? I want to be mocked, I keep throwing it in the gutter. Ihh, really. Until I want to eat people. Kinan Murmuring.

At the same time, when Indra was sitting at the aide table.

"Ndra, this is a shipment for you" said a soldier giving a brown envelope to Indra.

"For the Commander??"

"No. For you, there's a name on it."

Indra reads the name of the sender, but nothing. There is only the name of the recipient, for Indra.

With great curiosity, he opened the envelope. And unexpectedly, it turns out that in the envelope there are several photos of his wife. It seemed like there was a paparazzi following his wife. Either there are good intentions, or just a fad.

Sontak Indra immediately took the phone from his bag.

[Yes, hello Assalamallaikum Mas.] Kinan said softly on the other end of the phone.

[Wayallaikumsalam. Where is adek now?] ask Indra tensely.

[Again in the hospital.]

[Sir, please cry. You should always be in a crowded place. Wherever not alone, even to the canteen must be with his friend.]

[Emang why the hell Mas?] ask Kinan astonished.

[Already. Adek follow me said Mas. Just wait for him inside the hospital. Mas himself will go inside to pick up Adek.]

[I.iya Mas.] Kinan panicked.

After calling his wife, Indra re-typed a number on his phone. I don't know what he's screwing.