My soul mate
CHAPTER 55

I entered the forensic room...

It's been maghrib...

I know Dr. Farid would do nothing at this hour...

She said...

"The prayer permit is only 10 minutes. longer allow us to eat.."

therefore since working with dr.Farid I pay more attention to prayer time.different when I work with dr.Ryan...

logically it makes sense.it is impossible for us to leave patients with open bodies gaping while we permit prayer...

But. at least the operating schedule can be arranged so that our obligations to the creator can still be implemented...

Yes.different humans are different characters.different also mindset...

dr. Farid saw me enter the forensic room..

stop his activities and wave my hand..

"Assalamualaikum doctor." I said hello when I entered his office..

"Waalaikumsalam.seated" Dr.Farid pointed to the chair in front of him..

"Are you okay?" ask him to me...

"What's going on? the chief doctor scolded me. He said I didn't pay attention to your eating and let you rest..."

dr. Farid looked at me seriously... I also felt that this matter had become serious so it was not the time to joke.

"I'm sorry to bother the doctor.it's not the doctor's fault, I can't eat. Every time I eat, I feel nauseous.."

"that's the usual thing, you've only first handled a case like this. but why did you faint.."

"I fainted because I hit the doctor's tube. My head was dizzy because of my wound.."

"not because of the acid reflux?"

"not a doctor, I don't have an acute stomach disease.all because I hit someone carrying a tube..."

" Okey.. I hope you have enough rest. There is still much to do. after maghrib. ten bags are still waiting"

dr. Farid pointed at the ten orange and black pockets on the table..

"well doc.." I said as I gulped...

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After the maghrib prayer, we returned to duty, but as usual, my duty was only to help...

The DVI team from the police headquarters is already in place to conduct DNA tests on victims who can no longer be recognized...

After the arrival of the DVI team my duties became lighter.. I only served as the host physician, serving the guests...

But still I can't straighten my legs easily...

dr. Farid always called me to represent him...

I don't know what dr. Farid means, but with so many people from the capital who know me..

even the volunteers knew me first as a "tube doctor" 🙈

Every time I meet with volunteers or journalists, they will reprimand me with their nosy smiles.

"Awas, will I hit you??"

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After a week of searching for the victims of the plane crash..

It was early morning.Just finished the morning prayer, I was planning to find breakfast for me and dr.Farid...

I asked Dr. Farid's permission to come out...

Frankly I miss the atmosphere of the hahaha market...

so I plan to go shopping for some traditional island cakes that I really like..

Walk outside the hospital...

Some of the volunteers slept in the tent and some were awake and enjoying their warm coffee...

some people who knew me threw their smiles while reprimanding me...

"Captain A. This is the black coffee.."

My steps suddenly stopped when passing through the tent basarnas and heard the chatter... Captain A???

I looked at the tent and saw three people sitting in a chair with one person standing...

That's Andi, the subordinate who met me...

But the three people who were sitting were behind me. I could only see the back of them...

Do I have to go there and see him???

No. gabe.. Do not Ega.. let everything pass as it is. do not be an overactive girl...

I paused my intention and again stepped away towards the market...

After buying four packs of rice pecel and some cake...

"dr.Chintya.. asked dr.Farid to hurry.."

"why?" I'm afraid there's something urgent..

"dr.Farid says his stomach worm has been thrashing.hahhaha"

"oah.. alright.I will come soon.please prepare a plate and spoon for him yes"

"okay doctor"

I hung up the phone smiling..

clearly dr.Farid is very hungry, because we work all night.In addition to helping the DVI team, we also have to make reports for our own hospital in particular...

Four packs of pecel rice for me, dr.Farid and two of our admin staff...

I went through the tent outside quickly.It was fortunate that everyone was busy with their own business...

"Don't walk too soon, it'll crash again.."

a voice made my steps slow down...

I looked around and saw two men wearing basarnas...

not paying attention to who they are and how their faces look...

"dr.Farid could not calm his stomach worms "🤭😄

I nodded and smiled a little..

back to my feet..

the forensics room was in plain sight, but I felt that someone was walking behind me...

I looked back. And right, the two men were walking behind me... Did they follow me??

ah Geer you Ga. who knows they have other goals in line with you..

Yes, yes, our distance is not close, about 100 steps...

Opening the door to the forensic room...

This scent???

huh.. I hallucinated again.Maybe the smell of formalin that I smell has turned into another scent...

My steps were stuck in front of the door...

"Excuse me doctor..."

I turned my head towards the direction of the sound...

Two men dressed as Basarnas??

"Yeah??" ask me with fear 🙈

"Our captain is inside. Please let us know if we're looking..."

"Captain...????" my voice is stuck in my throat..

there was a voice coming from inside...

"dr.chinty... "

"YES." I turned and answered simultaneously...

"Our stomach worms have also been protesting.."

"Oh yeah.." I gave you the package I brought...

"They were looking for someone." I pointed to two men from Basarnas...

"our captain.." said one of them...

"Ooohh... who's inside with dr.Farid?? I'll call you. wait a minute..." Our staff went straight to Dr. Farid's room...

"I'm sorry, I have to close the door. Uninterested people are forbidden to enter.."

"it's okay doctor.please, we wait outside.."

I nodded, then went inside and closed the door to the admin room to eat my rice pecel...

But..why the scent of this perfume is getting smelled...

Hmmm.. in the morgue mmng often a lot of strange things.maybe now that again viral, not the smell of jasmine flowers but the smell of masculine and grassy male perfume...

hiiiiiiii. I again shot the body while holding my nape...

it's still morning...

eat first aahhh...

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that's movement if we feel something at the nape of our neck.

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