My Love Is Just For You
Taste Connected
"The more I know you, I find a color that never existed in my black and white world..."
"Good morning Mayan Deck" Hind walked into one of the treatment rooms on the 5th floor of the hospital for a visit to the patients who were still being treated. His smile that was so sumringlah made anyone including the patient called his name stunned to feel the positive and happy aura that emanated on the beautiful face of Hind. Not that Hind's usual days aren't smiling kindly. But lately the aura seems different.
"For Doc." replied Maya, a 17-year-old girl lying in hospital with Dengue.
"It's already the fifth day of the Maya Deck being treated, how is the condition now?" Hind asked one of her escort sisters today who provided a health note from Maya and was immediately read by her. He nodded his head when he got an explanation from the nurse.
"What does Dek Maya feel now?" Hind asked gently as he approached the patient sitting on the treatment room bed.
"I've been feeling good Doc!" Maya said excitedly. "Although still a bit limp..."
"That's normal, Maya, because your immune system is in the process of repair and recovery after the critical period you went through before" Hind continued. "It means you're ready to go home soon."
"REally?!" Shouted Maya excitedly. "Assyc! I can hang out with my friends again!"
"Thank you Doc, for the treatment all this time," The patient's mother held Hind's hands unceasingly in thanks. "Thank you..."
"It was not me who was great, Ma'am, but it was the Almighty who gave me this gift to help Maya get well soon." Hind replied humbly. "My message is just one for Mom and Maya, keep your health, environment and food choices."
"Ready Doctor Ma'am!" Maya puts a respectful attitude towards Hind.
"Suster Sarah, will help Mom and Maya prepare to go home." Hind patted Maya's mother's hand. "I'm sorry then."
"Thank you Doc..."
Hind left the room with several sisters to the next treatment room.
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"Mr Hind, I noticed that you've recently turned more cheerful and bright, has anything been missed by me?" Tanya Nada at the hospital cafe. The atmosphere is quite quiet considering that Hind and Nada's working hours are over.
"It's normal" Hind replied lightly and sipped on his favorite dragon fruit juice. "Nothing has changed."
"Sir.., others who see you feel there is a change from you let alone me who incidentally has known you for a long time...," Nada knows very well that since the unfortunate events five years ago Hind closed off access to anyone who tried to pry the privacy of his life. It was enough that Hind became the months of pity gazes directed at him. Even the Chief of Hospital intervened to match Hind with his nephew who of course he rejected subtly and preferred to apply for a year off as a volunteer doctor in developing countries who needed medical help at the risk of his career is not as bright as his contemporaries. But he doesn't care. It is better for his broken heart to be healed in a positive way by helping the person who needs his energy and help, Hind principle.
After all, where can he open his heart to other men if his heart injury has not healed. It was the same as giving new wounds to others and he couldn't do it. Simply he is injured without having to add new injuries to others.
"I can only now say, that there are other colors that enter my black and white world.", Hind smiled, but seemed to be hiding something. "But I don't know if color is good for me or not..."
"That's it...Madam Hind is now playing with the same secrets I nih..," Tone puffed her cheeks pouting.
"Lho, you're the one who asked me to open up, so let me enjoy the process." Hind laughed with his chin supported staring at Nada.
"Yes already, I wait for Madam Hind's own story," Nada gave up on getting information from her best friend. "What is certain is that Ma'am, I'm happy if Madam Hind is happy..." He gave full support to Hind.
"Ooh.duh Ma'am, sick..." Nada Whinek. "Had known my cheek was like a bakpao, still being pulled around, stretched out!"
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"Uncle Juma," Call Mohammed to his uncle sitting next to him.
"Hmm, what?" Juma replied lazily while checking his social media. Currently they are enjoying a relaxing time while waiting for their next schedule which is two hours away in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the UAE. Accompanying his father and brother received a visit from a friendly country, Kuwait.
They are currently in Mohammed's special office as Deputy Ruler of Dubai. Office in the form of a three-story building with complete facilities ranging from things to business, gym, swimming pool, cafeteria, and, restaurants and all the other sophistication that makes anyone who works there is not tense as if the place is not an office but a comfortable home. Once upon a time, the office belonged to his grandfather's younger brother who was the previous Deputy Ruler. In connection with the position handed to him, the old white architecture building rigid he magic into a modern minimalist accented building white and blue, white and blue, his favorite color with the logo of a metal prancing horse ornament and a fountain around him that indicates that he inherited the hobby of riding from his family as well as green grass and flowers that can grow beautifully in the desert sand.
"Uncle, you still hear me, right?"
"When the hell have I never heard your babble M?"
"Could there be a girl who doesn't know that I'm one of the most important families in Dubai with 5.6 million followers?" Ask Mohammed curiously. For almost three months he had a very intense communication with Hind and until now Hind did not show any doubt that the girl knew him as well as her followers thirsty for information about him. His pride was slightly hurt...
"The answer is possible," continued Juma without paying attention to the look on Mohammed's face that looked so thoughtful. "It could be that the girl lives in the rock until she doesn't know you at all, somewhat like your mother who is less sensitive to her surroundings."
"Are all Indonesian girls like that, huh? Less sensitive?" Mohammed sighed. "I used to complain what to my mother so that it was as if I was exposed to karma I was faced with a girl who was somewhat similar in nature not pekanya it?"
"Tumben you're talking about the opposite sex? Can't you be right in my guess that you're kasmaran?" Juma finally lifted his face and looked at Mohammed with a full probing. "This time do not try to divert and look for any reason yes M. I am more experienced than you! I'm trying to be honest with you, who's the girl that pulled this M?"
"Hmm, how is it." Mohammed leaned both his hands against the sofa and turned his head to the ceiling. "I know this girl as one of my followers on Uncle's social media, but the funny thing is, this girl doesn't know anything about me at all?"
"You're kidding me." Juma's face turned worried for his nephew. He got up from his seat. "Are you crazy? How can you fall in love with someone in cyberspace? Wanna put where your face and your good name are if people know that the famous Deputy Ruler of Dubai is smart in any case by foolishly falling in love with a girl from the middle of nowhere not knowing the thrill like that?"
"This is why sometimes I am lazy to tell Uncle my personal things, because Uncle is too reactive to respond to him," Mohammed smiled obliquely looking seriously at Juma. "Did Uncle doubt my instincts to be able to read the people around me even my followers?"
"I don't doubt it M," Juma who found the seriousness on Mohammed's face sat back down. "Only you should investigate the girl more whether she is a real person or a fake. Well.., you're more experienced that many of them also use fake accounts that pretty much attack you and make false rumors about you."
"Hind, Hind, Hind Karenina, a 29-year-old internist doctor who works at a well-known hospital in South Jakarta, Indonesia. He has a hobby of photography and painting. He is the only child of a married couple who also works as a doctor and holds the title of professor. Is there not enough explanation from me Uncle?" Mohammed shows Hind's social media accounts and lets his Uncle check them out for himself. "Even I've sent special people to know Hind's daily activities unnoticed so that I can find out if the girl is lying or pretending to me and so far the girl has always been to be honest with me as if the colors in front of him were only black, white and gray."
"Quick movements also seem to be you," Smile seemed to be reflected in Juma's lips a hint of relief. "But M, I'm just looking forward to getting to know the girl further. I will not interfere more deeply with your relationship with that girl. You better know what if you're in touch with a woman from another country like your father and what kind of obstacles you're going to face in the future..."
"I know Uncle, I know very well how my mother stayed strong and smiled at those around her who indirectly looked at her cynically because she was not a genuine Emirati, how my mother raised me and my brothers to be brave, to be proud and to be proud of the mixed blood that flowed through our bodies. That's why I frowned enough, among the many women I've met, how could I meet and fall in love with a girl who looked at least like my mother?" Mohammed laughed at himself. "When I asked like that, maybe this girl was too busy with her real world until recently getting to know the virtual world and somehow the story finally All-Powerful to link myself to this girl."
"My message is only one M, make sure things stay safely under control. You have to prepare yourself how the girl responds if you realize that the person who is currently close to her is not an arbitrary person and you also have to be ready to face the reality that does not always make you comfortable because you've been determined to take the same path as your father used to. I've emphasized my statement twice to you M."
"I understand Uncle..." A smile knotted a sign of relief as his beloved Uncle was supporting his intentions and steps. At least the steps are a little lighter to be able to get closer to Hind.
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