My Lovely President From The Mars
IS LOVE THE WRONG TARGET?

Zahra shook her head in order to expel all bad thoughts. If necessary, he will call om Hao so that the negative aura will be expelled.

After entering the hospital building, he had to take off all his personal problems. Public interest above all, be professional, leave home problems at the door of the building.

"By!" greet some other nurses.

"Ra, here! Nyemil used to be here, the bald man brought gifts of leave," said nurse Mia with others at the reception desk of patients in front of the floor ward on duty. Zahra half ran over. The smell of ethanol combined with room fragrances invaded the smell of everyone who was here.

"Gue change clothes first, sisain!" he glanced towards the bathroom.

This is what it is if it is outside, becomes what it wants to be. Another case if in the family home Ananta, Zahra will be his little girl umi and abi. Here, she is a nurse, serving patients regardless of race, religion or tribe.

"Cieee! Sister Zahra, today move ward nih yee!" moda Mia was kekehi by a fellow nurse, there were about 4 people here the rest were on duty.

"Oma Sopi how's Ra?" asked the Princess to suck her juice.

"There's Mia's sister" Zahra plucked the food in front of her.

"When did Afif go back, how was his mother?" ask Zahra.

"So, alhamdulillah already lightened," replied the Princess.

"Be careful Ra, Kenanga ward has many haunted stories," Asri said.

"Currently, in horror podcasts!" sahut Zahra's.

"Yesterday the ward was full of Ra tablets, there was a broken bone patient who was not waiting for his family," explained Indah.

"Oh yeah, that handsome guy!" princess Laughter.

"Huu! The handsome ones are always remembered!" exclaim them.

"Well, how not to suck. Enter IGD, very fitting Princess who handled the same doctor Farhan," Princess replied in an anxious tone.

Zahra glanced at the watch in hand, "it's already in business hours ah! Here I bring to ntar ya," Zahra took a few packs of souvenir snacks from Afif.

"Thank you for the cooperation of the women in this ward, may we meet again-" lamented Zahra.

"Cih, Cimvrit-rich who go anywhere, beware if not back here Ra! We gotipan together!" exclaim Mia.

"Greetings to the handsome Ra, if not the wrong name Angkasa deh, if he wants to take a shower try to call me Ra," added Indah.

"You want!" Mia pushed down Beautiful's head.

Zahra held her thumbs up in the air as she continued to walk away from the ward she had been guarding for almost a long time, he passed through several steps and crossed from one building to another that was connected by concrete walls as a bridge.

Drowsiness and fatigue become a temptation during this night duty, not to mention patients who sometimes ask to be escorted to the bathroom, or replace the infusion fluid that has run out, he said, fortunately he was not in the children's ward who had to hear the cries of children until the head felt like breaking.

Zahra sat down with another fellow nurse, "Ra, would you like to make some coffee?" ask Roses.

"May, if not repotin. Thank you," Zahra nodded.

"Gue lives first yes Ra," Roses walked away from where they left Zahra alone, in the middle of the night. When everyone is comfortable sleeping on a soft mattress, he and other medical personnel must stay awake and always alert.

One message went into Zahra's phone.

Ganesha

Ra night, the spirit of his night service.

But strangely until this moment, there is no vibes that make Zahra greget as people say, ganesha's message that impressed give him this spirit is only like the messages of the operator who entered to give him info if the number will enter the grace period or just a fraudulent message with a lottery prize mode. Is his love wrong? Heart murmur was not strange when he was with the God.

Zahras

Yes, thanks.

Zahra glanced at the clock that showed at 1 am.

"Ganesha doesn't sleep?" but Zahra had no intention of asking.

The rose has brought two cups of coffee for both. Just now the coffee cup he put, the bell rings a sign that one of the patients squeezed it.

"Let Zahra War," he moved from his seat.

Zahra looked for the room from which the bell had rung, and she turned her head up towards the top of the door, "room 7B" her hand opened the door handle.

His hands moved to turn on the light switch, his eyes were greeted with the sight of a patient in a bandage bandage on some legs, hands and bone shins, Zahra's eyes looked at the patient's nameplate, Angkasa. So this is the handsome patient who was called the nurse's colleague. His hair is a little shaggy, as well as the ears are delivered, the faces of the rogue like a gangster child.

"Sus, I wear-this infusion pumpkin is also rich already want abis," he said weak nan.

"Oh yeah, a minute." Sweet and friendly smile he always shows even though the body is tired and sleepy.

Zahra's movements can not be separated from the dark netra of Angkasa, he helps Angkasa to drink with a straw, then put it back when Angkasa releases a straw from his lips.

"I took a new infusion of liquid first yes," he said embraced by the young man, seeing Angkasa suddenly he remembered.....Gods! Oh come onnn! God again! His brain was contaminated with the God virus.

The night began to pass, the clock shows 2 o'clock past 15 minutes. But Zahra's phone was even crowded with chat attacks, he clicked on the whatsapp icon of the nurses including himself, several tens of chats from the group name '***Suster Ngesot***' where it was the nurses of the previous ward. It is common if they even chat to drive away the feeling of loneliness and drowsiness, not to mention the nosy behavior of the nurses who morning service even tell scary things to scare colleagues on duty.

"*Good night RSCM! Make the sisters shampooing the night service, in instant noodles'in first ah*!" chat from Puja started this group.

"*Ati-ati behind the tuh, there's an item* figure*!" princess's Reply.

"*What do you mean by Eman security*?" asri timpal.

"*Sab! Potatoes Eman his body is big plus items, sweet-sweet Robusta coffee loh*!" answer Ineke.

"*Sweetest source of dregs dong*!" reply Zahra. The voice of the phone there made Zahra turn her attention to the Rose who raised the phone, apparently from the IGD room.

"Ready" answered the Rose.

"Why War?" Zahra put the phone in the bag.

"The IGD room asked the nurses from this ward to help, he said there were new prospective residents in this ward who had just come Ra,"

*t*!

The bell rang at the same time,

"The other thing on the patient's check there is also a down to the drug room just take the equipment, let's make IGD Zahra aja War, you answer that's the patient's call," zahra's proposal became known as the Rose. Accidents happen almost every day.

"Oke Ra, ask for help!" Roses went into the ward. While Zahra almost half ran towards the IGD space .

The atmosphere of the room that is always busy compared to the nursery room is already visible in front of the eyes.

"Ra, the patient who was there with first aid, he asked for a VIP room, while waiting for the results of the CT scan, had not been fitted with infusion-requesting help yes," a nurse in the IGD room gave information by bringing with her the equipment she had been wearing, seen with a lot of dirty cotton and stains and quite a lot, then Zahra.

*Sreekk*! The curtain was opened by Zahra, "was infused first, yes" the waiter turned his body.

Zahra instantly fell silent, flicking her hand movements as she recognized the man, a man in neat, fashionable clothes covering her gaze from the patient.

"Davy?!"

"Zahra?!"

"That--"

Lendra shifted his position until it appeared that a man who last met him was still fit.

"God, O God!"

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Note :

\*CT Scan: tomography scan using X rays, the machine is large enough circle to enter adults in a lying position.