My Lovely President From The Mars
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Other conditions of hospitals and emergency hospitals, others with the chaos of the country. Although it remains the same chaos, thousands of citizens are in a job dropout, the world economy is paralyzed instantly. Suddenly the earth cried for it.

Countless lives have been lost, until almost every day the sound of ambulance sirens carrying patients either alive or already in the coffin, ambulance sirens like the sound of death trumpets. Make trauma for some people, now the earth is crying, hundreds or even thousands of families can not see the family members of love for the last time to the day of the creator.

Zahra had been in the hospital for 2 days without coming home.

Dozens of times God called Zahra's number, he did not even have time to tidy up the mattress where he slept just now, "get up baby..."

Zahra's phone is ringing weakly, because Zahra tuned it so. The owner of the phone is closing the eyes of the goods for a moment, even though his position is leaning on the corner of the wall close to the nurse station without a pedestal, a sign that he is really tired.

"Sir, it's Zahra's phone the sound continues.my husband.." said Ineke skimmed the caller's name.

Repeatedly Nuning extended his neck, "fear not polite if you lift..."

"But later her husband is worried mbak, she is afraid that the child has not told the same family.." reply Ineke.

Hufft! Mbak Nuning tried to grab Zahra's phone and shifted the green icon hesitantly.

"Darling, you still don't come home today? Do I need to pick up, send food, or what?" ask God, but there is something different with Zahra, why Zahra's stature feels menuhin screen?

"Sorry mas, this is the same as Zahra's colleagues.sorry to lift the phone afraid Zahra has not been informed by the family if in the next few days our team still has to be in the hospital," explained Mbak Nuning.

Thankfully, it was not Zahra whose body was scattered and his face suddenly old.

"Oh, where does my wife go if she knows?" ask God.

"Anu mas, Zahra.." mbak Nuning directed the screen towards Zahra who curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

What a sight that makes the heart of the husband of anyone destroyed to see the beloved wife to sleep unworthy without a pedestal. Though at home he himself can sleep soundly on a soft mattress, but look at the health workers there.

"O Allah," a painful breath escaped.

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Zahra wriggled consciously, he stretched the muscles that had been numb, could not feel whether this was just a sore or other pain.

"Ra, your husband was vicall. I'm sorry to lift up, because until dozens of times, I'm afraid you haven't told me, keep making the house people worried." Ma'am Nuning felt bad.

Zahra smiled, "oh nothing, thank you. But my husband isn't mad at me, is he? You see, his hobby is ranting," Zahra laughs in laughter mbak Ninung.

"Well, your husband is good! Handsome," laughs.

"Ha-ha-ha, handsome again calm. If the mode is a bit of a punch, it's pretty cool, "admit Zahra.

"Tumben doesn't say new people!" Zahra shuddered her shoulders indifferently. With no intention of calling back, Zahra then moved from her sitting position.

"Need a nurse to do on IGD!"

"Let Zahra go,"

"I'm the same Ineke!" mbak Ninung.

The three are back at work.

Apparently not only Sadewa who tried to contact the Ners, repeatedly Umi Salwa clucked irritated when the princess was no news after giving a message if the patient in the hospital is getting more and more, he said, he complained of a sense of fatigue that whack but so far still in control, he also claimed not to go home for several days.

"Mi, Zahra is still very busy." said Abi Zaky, moving television channels, all the news that is being aired on average to report the latest news from all countries that contain the number of deaths, suspect a viral outbreak, horrifying. Honestly, his father's soul was a little shaken, was his daughter okay?

Last umi Salwa called Sadewa, asking for the latest condition from Zahra.

The god was confused to say it, there was no way he could explain how the state of Zahra was at rest. Until he just said that Zahra is fine, and is currently busy dealing with patients.

*Miki, I want to donate to RSCM in the form of goods, oxygen, bedding, same other*.

*Ready sir! When*?

Hospital and regional officials will receive guest donors this afternoon.

"Guys, guys! This afternoon thank God patient, the nakes here dapet fortune..ada donors who do not want to donate medical equipment, money, the same needs of the nakes who stay while on duty!" doctor Arfan said.

"Alhamdulillah!" no matter how small the donation is needed at this time.

"Thank God, uhuk-uhukkk!" Mbak Ninung said while coughing.

"Kalem mbak, kalem, so choked and shredded until coughing!" pat Dani.

"But guys, the rs want to ask representatives of several nurses and doctors yes.Make the formalities of handover with local officials as well as hospital leaders,"

"I'm going to show some nurses and doctors to come in front of ya,"

Whether coincidentally or indeed planned, the name Zahra was appointed by the doctor Arfan and prof. dr. Vano, the chief doctor is here.

"Cie's already Sister Zahra, her rich kepelem nih, getting into the news.say chis Ra!" ilham Goda.

Zahra's move with several other nurses towards the front yard of the hospital was like a refresher for her, although still within the same area, at least the scenery was seen differently, not only ventilators, patients, oxygen cylinders, and so on, injections and infusions are also cries and a sense of tightness.

With the complete PPE that had changed them down the streets, even Zahra already felt half her skin was striped. After all this is done, he must immediately take a leave of absence for the fullest candidacy.

From a distance the atmosphere of the yard has been sterilized, there is no media crew that means, only at least 1 or 2 only the media of the national period.

"When there are rich people who care about fellow gini tuh! Not just showing off the same wealth vacation, it's the turn of other citizens' distress like lost in the earth!" ineke.

"That!Well, start neti julid mah!" rose Cibir.

Pretty fresh morning air towards noon today, not too stuffy as in the ward, the sky was blue even though the earth was crying. Thank goodness God still gives this blue roof, a sign of a bright tomorrow will come to shine again the smile of the homeland.

A red and white flag fluttered freely in the middle of the field that was suddenly pinned on the front pole of the hospital building.

Zahra's eyes narrowed behind glasses and faceshield, seeing several moving truck cars marching into the hospital gate followed by 3 luxury cars.

"Edyannn, rich donors are a distinguished family, not cans!" whispered doctor Junita who was standing not far from Zahra.

"Iya doc," nodded Zahra.

"Asikk, he said send a mattress for us too bobo!" kekeh Ineke applauded.

"Yuk, bobo gohan Ke," sloroh Ilham.

"Fix, you've been dating! Zahra is going to die for the holidays!" zahra said exclaiming.

"Tuh, Ke..denger ngga, yuk yuk courtship!" bring Ilham.

"Didih, love blossomed between pandemics!"

"Later to get married, her son Corona's name!" reply doctor Arfan slammed.

"Amit!" Ineke shuddered amusedly.

Tap-tap-tap-tap

Zahra was astonished to see anyone who came out from inside the luxurious car that had just entered. I don't think he's weird about those cars.

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Note :

*Bobogohan: dating (sundanese)