My Lovely President From The Mars
ISOLATION BOTH

Did not have time to say, but the tears had escaped, the answer was because of the longing that had erupted....

Counting 2 weeks Zahra in the hospital, plus 1 week when he still has not tested positive.

A smile spread across his face, covered in a mask.

🌟 1 Hour before

Dr. Arfan himself submitted the results, "how is it? Leave to be taken, the hospital gives special leave to dedicated ners, as well as time for recovery rest..."

Zahra parsed a crisp laugh, "take dong dok,"

"Damnn! There will be no sharing of food, hehehe!" her laugh.

"Reply recover, while resting at home. Kasian, the new manten is LDR, where the virus is exposed..see you Ra," a gentle swab landed on Zahra's shoulder.

"See you doc, thank you!"

After saying goodbye to fellow nurses and some patients, he walked over with a Rose carrying a bag of Zahra's clothes. Some of them were brought down earlier.

Although his kiss has not fully recovered, but Zahra is grateful he became a virus survivor. Though many there failed to fight the outbreak of this virus.

"Get well soon ners!" exclaiming the new nurses deliver Zahra to the front door ward, bereproki like a pigeon complaint.

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Now that the gate has been seen, it feels good to be able to breathe back in the outside world after a long time isolated in the hospital building, after almost crazy there.

And there is no more heart-wrenching sight than seeing her husband's face behind the hospital gates.

"Cieee, finally get spoiled again. It's been a long time, go home." The rose nudged Zahra and handed Zahra's bag to the God who was waiting and approached the two.

"Congrats! I salute you, Ra...you are the role model of all of us! ! Still can take care of people even though your body is also sick..." The rose hugged Zahra once more.

"You guys are all right here. Please no one is exposed again after this, no other Ninung mbak who went to leave us all..." Zahra rubbed the Rose's back, for years working in the same hospital, and nearly 1 month together in one building made their familial relationship even tighter, in joy and sorrow, he said, until 2 days ago the medical world lost the figure of a senior nurse who died, mbak Ninung.sang senior who had served 13 years as a nurse, died in the fight against the outbreak of this virus.

"Gue's afraid of losing you too, Ra."

Zahra patted the Rose, "i'm okay. Umpah-udah! Abstinence before the virus goes away! Happy fighting!" zahra exclaimed in encouragement for his partner.

"Okay, if I go in. Bang Dewa..i am first..." Gods nodded. The eyes of the two were still following the Rose until she was lost at the turn of the building.

Now looking at a beautiful figure with a sky blue knit sweater and a knee-length white dress, she was so beautiful many times over at this time even though her face was still very pale.

"For so long hugs him, when's brother?" he asked, both of them laughing. No matter if this was a public place, Zahra and the Gods immediately embraced.

"We don't go straight home, yes" he whispered, leading Zahra to cuddle and tie her eyebrows together.

"Where?"

"Follow me!"

God opened the car door for Zahra, even he would bother to install seatbelt circling Zahra's body.

"I can alone bang," grunts as usual.

"I'm pasin. How did it feel to get out of the hospital?" god asked, the smile never faded from the face of the two.

"Emhhh, thank God as far as the eye can see many more colors! Not white or just Ijo," Zahra chuckled crisply.

God's hand could not stand still, he rubbed Zahra's hair from the top of the head to the shoulders, tidied it up and brought it behind his wife's ear.

"I'm almost crazy when you know you're positive, let alone when you die..."

Zahra lowered her head, "sorry..."

The god shook his head and commented with a smile, "you can apologize by following me now.." Won't wait any longer, God pulled the lever and stepped on the accelerator. The luxury car drove away from the hospital.

The morning atmosphere of the capital, he could feel again. Though previously he doubted it could heal as soon as this, although it could not be said to be cured.

The gods did not take the way home or the house of the Ananta family, but took the top lane.

"Where are we going?" ask Zahra.

"Insulation, just the two of us." replied the Lord.

Zahra opened the car window to just breathe the morning air of the Peak area, his chest still leaves a sense of tightness so that he can not scoop up oxygen greedily.

"Mbak Ninung has a congenital disease, I want the last time he is still there.he who loves us push time-men have almost given up the same situation," his murmur was clearly visible if Zahra's face was clouded by dark clouds.

"And I can't promise to be steadfast to be her husband" replied the Lord.

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The landscape of tea plantations stretches although not as wide as the eye can see, the area that is famous for holidays and healing has an area higher than the capital. The red car entered the tall gate opened by a middle-aged man.

*t*!

God lowered the car window, "mang.."

"On tv? A sinetron?" shoot the God arching his lips.

"Because it likes to be rented for soap operas and ftv," continued Dewa.

"Isn't he?" Zahra was quite surprised by the God's reply. Need Zahra know JILO corp property business. Not only in the apartment or hotel, at the top and some tourist areas in Indonesia, they have lodging and villas for rent.

The god nodded surely, "the rich patter has seen where the rowdy is?!" zahra.

While Dewa dropped off her and Zahra's luggage, she went around the villa, and stayed for a long time in the side yard.

He sat himself on a wooden swing on the porch, feeling his head was heavy and spinning as well as his stomach felt shuffled, "branch! Where am I?" shout Zahra.

Unable to come, Zahra again shouted louder, "Abang!"

"Ab-huwekk!" the nausea was still there and unbearable.

Zahra spewed out her stomach stuffing in the grass of the side courtyard.

"O Allah, ma'am." a middle-aged woman approached Zahra with sweet tea and cake, intent on welcoming the villa owner's wife, and found Zahra vomiting.

"Wind, what about ma'am?" he scratched Zahra's neck and rubbed her back.

"Gga," Zahra shook her head, "it's still the effect of the virus, ma'am.sorry yes I'm so nerepotin, Zahra whistled deh.." he replied.

"Allah does not do anything, ma'am, I am the housekeeper. Mom whistling time,"

Zahra shook her head again, "fear there's still a virus, ma'am..later nular.." replied Zahra.

"Honey," the gods stormed and approached Zahra.

"Why, still dizzy, sick? What's?" ask God.

"Hape where am I trying to bang?" Zahra had already wiped her mouth when aunt threw out a glass of water.

"Make what?" The god frowned but then handed Zahra's cellphone which he had been cantongi since.

A few minutes he waited for an answer and someone answered him after a long time.

"Doc, what are the symptoms of vomiting like venomous after we're negative?" ask her.

(..)

Zahra listened to someone's explanation on the phone, but then she looked straight up.

"What month was I coming?" mumbling slowly.

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