
After two days Kinar gets the night shift. Finally got a morning shift today. Hospitals started to get crowded at half 12 p.m. Kinar himself is not so busy because he has completed his task. He just waited for the hospital chef to finish cooking, only time he delivered lunch.
Regarding her series marriage to Dr. Radit, now it does not feel like it has been running for 2 weeks. There was nothing special about those 2 weeks. In addition to their hot activity last time in the man's room a few days ago. Kinar did not want to remember it, because it made his face always heated up and the heartbeat was always crazy.
"Eh, sister excuse me! Sorry, can help me to dr. Raditya!"
A fashionable-looking middle-aged woman stops Sister Kinar from walking into the elevator.
"Sorry, dr. Raditya Al-Ghifari, Sp.B, right?" tanya Kinar mentioned the name of the Doctor who was her husband.
"Yes, right. Could you please take me there!" reply the middle-aged woman with a friendly smile.
Kinar nodded. She thought she might want a consultation about her health. He nodded briefly.
"Can, Mom. Let's follow me!" kinar said kindly, taking the middle-aged woman in with him into the elevator.
The two had no conversation in the elevator. Not for a minute, the elevator door opened to take them to the third floor. Kinar walked first in the middle-aged woman behind him. Then their steps stopped in front of the door with the name of dr written in front of the front door. Raditya Putra Al - Ghifari, S.p.B.
"Please, Mom! This is Mr. Doctor's room" said Kinar pointing at the closed door.
The middle-aged woman smiled broadly, "thank you, sus!"
Kinar nodded. Bamitan resigned from the presence of the middle-aged woman earlier. Her steps had just disappeared from the middle-aged woman's sight behind the corner.
"Eh, what are you doing with Mr Ghifari's wife, Kin?"
The voice behind him accompanied by a clap on his shoulder made Kinar shocked.
"Astagfirefull!" Kinar turned his head while rubbing his chest that was pounding in shock.
"Suster Lina has always loved my business" Kinar told the man who had shocked her.
"Hehe, sorry!" Sister Lina gave an unwell grin.
"What was that?" ask Kinar while continuing his steps side by side with Sister Lina.
"That's.. What do you do with Mr Ghifari's wife?" ask Sister Lina again.
"Huh? Mr Ghifari who owns this hospital? That-that was his wife?" tanya Kinar looked surprised looking at Sister Lina. Mr. Ghifari is the owner of this hospital, which means his father-in-law too.
"Yes. You don't know what it is. She is beautiful even though she is old. I think that's young!" Sister Lina praised with sparkling eyes.
Meanwhile, Kinar was busy with his thoughts. Uh, did that mean her mother-in-law dong? How brazen he was, he should have kissed the middle-aged woman's hand. Ah, she knows, after all, their marriage is kept secret. Ah, how did Kinar get this upset anyway.
"Eh, Kin. Even dream of you!" sister Lina's jolt nudged her partner's arm.
"Ah no, sus. I'll go to the toilet first, yeah!" Kinar sauntered away first leaving Sister Lina who was looking at him in a daze.
"The more strange the day is Kinar!" sister Lina muttered.
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Dr. Radit walked into his room after completing an examination of his patients. He looked surprised to find a middle-aged woman who was in his room.
"Tumben's here?" tanya Radit waltzed in. Put his doctor's sneli on the back of his chair.
"From your Papa's room. So, just once to your room. Have you eaten yet? Nih, Mama brought lunch," said Sonia pointing to the bag she brought.
"Well, what a wind, Ma!" radit was happy.
"There is no wind. Already eating here, Mama wants to talk," said Sonia patting the empty space on the sofa beside her.
Radit nodded. Open the lunch box that his mother brought, and enjoy his lunch solemnly.
"Dit, Mama was ushered beautiful sisters here. You're not saying that in our Hospital there are many beautiful sisters." Sonia stared at her son's search.
"Well, why is it that there are so many beautiful. So what does that have to do if I tell Mama!" sahut Radit.
"Aish, this kid! Yes, you want Mama deketin continue to ask questions already have a partner yet. If you do not want Mama matein with you," said Sonia upset about Radit's response.
"Ma, please please. Later I will take my grandson in front of Mama so that Mama can timang-timang," said Radit jengah.
"You have to give up, Dit. Dizziness Mama's with you!" sumpul Sonia got up from her seat and sauntered out of the son's room.
Kinar, who had been standing worriedly in the hallway of the hospital corridor, immediately approached the middle-aged woman who had just walked out of Doctor Radit's room.
"Eh sorry, Auntie!" Kinar stopped the middle-aged woman's footsteps. He seemed to be smiling because he was sassy.
Sonia stop. Her friendly smile was engraved when she knew the one who stopped her step was the nurse who had ushered her earlier.
"Oh, what's up, sus?" sonia asked staring at the sparkling beautiful woman in front of her. Sonia noticed Kinar's well-groomed hair, and the structure of the beautiful woman's face in front of her. He gave a score of 92 out of 100 for the face of the sister in front of him.
"Ah, here!" Kinar pulled out a knit wallet that was in his pocket. The wallet he knitted himself when bored while in the hospital.
"Well, what is this? Very nice!" Sonia received the gift of the Chinar with bright sparkling eyes.
"This is for me?" sonia asked, lifting the thing. Research it with a netra that looks sincere. There are no lies made out of his net.
Kinar nodded with a relieved smile. Relieved that the gift was not rejected by the mother-in-law. He thought it would be rejected because it was not comparable to the branded goods used by the in-laws. It turned out that he was too petty to think that way.
"Thank you very much, sister-"
"Kinar Suster, Mom!" sahut Kinar mentioned his name.
"Well her name is pretty like hers, yeah. Thanks again, sister. Sometimes we talk again, I rush you, "sonia said, keeping a knitting purse given by Kinar in her bag.
"Ah, yes please, ma'am."
The middle-aged woman passed after throwing a smile at Kinar. Meanwhile, Kinar stared at Sonia's back with his chest warmed up happily. Would it be even warmer when he could hug and share the story with the middle-aged woman with the status of son-in-law and in-law?
"Don't expect too much, Kinar! Just focus on the purpose of this wedding!" reminded him.
Seriate....