The Boss' Wife

The Boss' Wife
Ch - 13 Inbound work


"Thank you, sir." I said to Mr. Taxi who was ordered by Mas Abyan.


"Sama-sama Ma'am." she replied.


Get out and close the door, driveway into the hospital. Washing hands in surprise when noticing the ring finger has coiled the jewel ring. Letting go of the ring, the feeling I've never braved this thing.


Noticing, it turns out that in the Latin inscribed ring the name Mas Abyan, maybe while I was sleeping. You are tired, Mas Abyan why I also did not wake up time yes, but luckily Mas Abyan did not say anything to me. After the ring, I keep it in my pocket, I want to wash my hands before and after seeing the patient.


"Where is your condition? Ma'am said you're sick?" ask Mika who was present first.


"Alhamdulillah, fine."


"Sure, are you okay?" ask again.


"Udah, just a little lethargic" I replied a little acting like a sick person.


"Lu's still not well, Ra." Ms. Hasya just arrived, hearing our conversation.


"Go home if you are still sick, ma'am." continued my friend named Fadel who also just arrived.


The five of us who entered the morning shift, the other one has not come in late.


"No, I want to work. Let if you are lethargic tell you aja." I chanted to Fadel new employee.


Fadel only came in about two days ago on holiday. I saw the group chat that there was an addition of employees, maybe because I saw the same Mika kept being told overtime, so add employees.


"Ready senior ma'am." replied Fadel saluting.


"What the hell you are, I'm just kidding you times." put the bag inside the nurse's special locker.


Bu karu's coming. "Well, come on Ra, don't you take any more time off?" greeting me with a smiling face.


"The leave permit again Mom, it has been three days off is not good with other employees" replied I who was beside him.


"Nothing times, Ra. You need to be sick, not truant anything else." said Ms. Hasya, putting her bag inside the locker.


"You also seem to be tired Ra stayed up late" he said. "I mean I'm tired, overtime yesterday" said Ms. Karu.


"Mom can do it." answered Ms. Karu's question, then saw Ms. Hasya. "But Ma'am, if you're sick at home with no work, it's even more painful."


"As far as you are, if it is not good do not take care of us ready to handle" said Bu Hasya.


"Yes, thank you for your offer."


Oper patient yuk, the voice of another friend named Bu Ika who works the night shift.


"OK." reply Mika directly.


We walked out of the room, carrying askep books (nursing care) of inpatients and other books.


It turns out that during my time off, a lot of new patients are here.


"Ra, this is a nine o'clock patient to the operating room?" order Miss Ika.


"Yes Ma'am." looked at the patient's book that Doctor Idris was handling.


"Doctor Idris Ma'am?" make sure it is clear.


"Yes Ra, Doctor Idris wants surgery at nine o'clock ten he wants surgery to another hospital he said."


"Yes ma'am." I understand by Bu Ika's intentions.


After the exchange of patients, we replace the patient's sheets one by one, while checking the contents of the infusion bottle whether it is still filled or there is a run out, with the idea whether there is a jam or not. When it comes to bathing they have been done by employees who enter the night shift.


Dirty sheets in the laundry room. All finished back into the room, filling in the unwritten askep for the morning shift.


Prepare drugs to be given to patients on the advice of the Doctor. All is done, I sit for a while with a body that is still heavy. I'm tired of feeling so sick, don't really get sick.


Look at the invitation paper on the table that reads Abyan and Zahra on the table wall. When is the invitation here?


"This is my invitation to you" I said happily to friends who were busy each while holding the invitation paper to open and read it.


"What if the hallucination says yes?" said Ms. Hasya. "Do you know who is married?" ask again.


"Gupped." I answered honestly.


Ms. Karu who came out of the room, has returned by seeing me smiling while shaking her head, walking into the room.


"Lu if you're still sick, say yes? That's what married Mr. Boss. Ijab kabuln aja pas lu overtime. How do you want to marry you? Mr. Boss where are you. Anyway also yes, Mr. Boss' choice is not like you just a regular nurse. At least equal or the condition of his family is the same. Lah you just move around." replied Bu Hasya as it is.


The team in the room knows that I move around a lot. You see, if the Eid twice a year, like to move places to visit. Like I have a lot of houses. True, said Bu Hasya should be, but still I am married they do not believe.


"Yesterday, the prescription is your pass again sick." continued Miss Ima who just came. "I'm sorry I came late, took my son's rapot" he said.


Let us say yes.


"His wife is very beautiful, wear a veil so it looks like her aura." continued Ms. Hasya.


"Oh, so." my pure pura.


Thanks for saying I am beautiful.


Look towards Mika. "Not come?" he was busy prescribing the doctor.


"Guekan replace you work, how the hell? You are also the one who changed me yesterday." he replied while holding a paper leafan.


"Thank you, my dear." hugged Mika.


"Hmmm!" answer's short.


"Gue doain lu same Mika actually nyebarin invitation." continued Ms Ima.


"Yes too, you are both twenty-eight and twenty-seven. Gesit nyari napa nyari candidates. What do you want, to be a spinster?" keep up with Ms. Hasya.


"And I married the Boss" I answered honestly, untrustworthy.


"It looks like you're upset to get sick, check with the psychology doctor in the next room" replied Ms. Hasya back.


"What a hell of a mommy why I'm crazy huhuhu.." I cried.


"Yes, the length of your singles." continued Mika.


"Okay, don't say anything to me."


"But I have a guy, you've been single eight years."


"Just right?" fadel was surprised.


"Lu's new here, don't interfere" I explained.


"Fadel's curious Mom."


"You know, just eavesdrop on me."


"Then offended times." answered the three of them simultaneously.


"Yes that's what I mean." I grinned.


"Be huddled, it's half nine. Get ready Ra, the patient is taken to the operating room." reminded Bu karu of me.


"Astaghfirullah, Iya Bu" I said looking for a patient named Mr. Ari by going directly to the patient's room to take him to the operating room.


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