
Qiya quickly opened her eyes because she heard the chattering of Cita. The two doctors' views met. Qiya quickly turned her gaze to Cita.
"Let's just let Doc treat. It's just a scuff too." Said Qiya slowly.
Doctor Gede also excused him because he did not want to feel more misbehaved and fascinated with women who have a face similar to Mayang. Tight eyelashes, tiny lips and two eyebrows that are quite black and thick.
"alright. Excuse me. And for the bike I have asked the mechanic to allow it. It will be ready by afternoon, he said." Doctor Gede said as he passed leaving the IGD room which was still quiet.
Because it's just been a shift change between the doctor and the nurse on duty. After the departure of the handsome doctor. Qiya screamed in shock.
"Awwwhh... Astarghfirullah... We quote...." Qiya said half a scream.
Cita again poured alcohol into the wound on purpose. He laughed because his friend was in pain.
"Kicik.... You are, got his magic, doctor how can daydream? have you moved on from Mas Man Man?" Temptation.
Qiya narrowed both eyes.
"If the doctors on IGD were like you, all the patients wouldn't be hospitalized...."
"Yes, he is healed..."
"It's not healing but it's been picked up by an angel. Lah his ministry kek that...." Said Qiya while looking at her feet.
"Hehe... Relax Bestie. Sometimes to feel healed it must feel the pain of syringes and the bitterness of the drug. Right?" Kilah Qiya while cleaning Qiya's wounds with cotton.
"Yes ela. Those must be the words in the online novel." Said Qiya who knew her best friend must have gotten those words from the novel she often read.
"The online novel I read yesterday. Can't be klo not seiman married. It's the same Mas Man Man why Qiy. He seems to have fallen and become immersed in his love for you." Temptation of Mind while circling holding cotton with one tool in his hand.
"You're in the wrong department. It used to be literature, not medicine." Said Qiya who tried to stand up.
Cita picked up one of the flip-flops in the room.
"Nih pack. Have Nature." Clamour.
"Izin used to be the same person" Qiya said.
"I'm responsible." said Cita quickly.
"Ga. Let's just pack these shoes. Later let me ask a friend if anyone wants to go out for a flip." Said Qiya while walking a little on her tiptoes as she endured the pain and soreness on her heels.
Cita just shakes.
"Ribet is very much Qiy. Just wear it." Speak with wonder.
Qiya returned to the room where he was on duty. He will usually check the inpatient. Suddenly the door was opened and a Gede doctor appeared carrying a pair of sandals.
"Just use this first Doc. I'll wear shoes." Doctor Gede said to Qiya.
A pair of sandals that looked like sandals in the hotel were placed by the doctor near Qiya's feet. And the doctor quickly turned his body to leave the room. Back without looking at Qiya's face.
"Thank you doc." Qiya said quickly.
Before closing the door, Gede's doctor popped his head and answered Qiya's words.
"Either. Get well soon." Said Doctor Gede.
Qiya only smiled as the young doctor left himself alone.
"What a man who really takes care of his eyes." Qiya.
Though the second child Ayra did not know if the handsome and intelligent doctor was struggling hard against the taste in his heart. He did not understand because one sense combined into one. Hate, joy, happiness, heartache. So choosing not to look at women with lentic eyelashes is a good choice for doctor Gede.
The Bram residence. Ayra is a little confused when Bram gives Alan a new car key. Ayra who was ready would pick up her son-in-law to return home to Villa a little confused.
"Why use a new car?" Ask Ayra.
"You said there was Qiya in the hospital. We can't tell you the news yet. Now I have asked people to take care of Nur and Ibrahim's marriage certificate. Until there is clarity of our child how the condition is." Bram told Ayra.
"Last he said it looks like our son was hidden by a group. And that's what's still being investigated. We can only move on our own Ay. We can't demand justice from anyone. You read the letter yourself yesterday."
"Ayra was not the least bit angry at Ibrahim about his decision Pa. If he made up his mind at that time and asked Ayra maybe Ayra would ban him. But because something has happened, Ayra is more focused on the future. One of them is Nur." Ayra said slowly.
That morning Ayra went to the hospital where her son-in-law was taken care of with Alan in a new car. While Bram went to the office ushered in the driver's house.
Ayra waited in the parking lot because the housekeeper who would accompany Nur until the doctor who checked that he could go home.
When Ayra's in the parking lot with Alan. Qiya was in her sister-in-law's room.
"Good morning Mother... How's he doing this morning?" Qiya asked while smiling sweetly at her patient.
"Thank you good Doc." Nur replied which also returned Qiya's smile.
He also checked the condition of his patients. Then he prescribes drugs to be consumed at home. That morning Nur was allowed to go home. Nur looked at Qiya's face deeply. There was a longing for the book of pliable eyes and a sharp nose that almost resembled Qiya who was none other than her Husband.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" Qiya asked curiously as the nurse opened the infusion needle in Nur's hand.
"Mother's face is very similar to my husband who is not here at this time. Will the doctor pray for my child?" Ask Nur.
Qiya smiled as well. He approached Nur. Nur grabbed Qiya's hand. Ayra's son slightly lowered his head, Nur guided the pretty doctor's hand to his abdomen.
"Pray the doc." Nur.
Qiya was a little confused yet pleasing to the patient one of the tips from Doctor Gede. And he doesn't feel like he's violating the procedure. So he also prayed for the health and safety of the fetus in the stomach Nur.
"Thank you doc..." Nur.
Qiya replied politely and kindly.
"Either. You should always be happy. Let his grandpa healthy and growth is also good because his mother's mood is always happy and positive. May his father return home soon." Qiya said sincerely.
"Thank you doc. The doctor's face looks a lot like his father." Nur.
Qiya said goodbye from the room. Walk to another patient's room. The nurse met her friend.
"Where?" ask her.
the nurse who was with Qiya was half whispered but could be heard clearly by Qiya's ears.
"From your neighbors. You said the businessman's mistress in town. Today go home. But strange old man that does not even exist. Maybe it was left because it knew she was pregnant." Said the nurse.
"The time he had saved om om. Astarghfirullah.... " Qiya who was aware, accelerated his pace so as not to return to hear the nurse's gossip.
Outside the hospital. Ayra had been in the car with Nur.
"So Ma'am Qiya checked Ma. But his leg seems a little hurt Ma. His personality is very similar to Ibra's." Nur said in the car while leaning his head on the car bench.
"They wouldn't tell us anything about their parents when they were sick sometimes. They used to be in the hut if our pain was from the nanny. What is always open is Ibrahim's brother. It's Ammar." Ayra said while holding her daughter-in-law's hand.
He knows that Nur is an orphan. He wanted to give genuine affection, he did not want any distance between him and his son-in-law.
While on the way Ayra's cell phone rang and sign a message from her eldest.
"Ma... Whereabouts? Ammar wants to talk. Vya VC but Ma.." wrote Ammar in a message to Ayra.
"Wait another 15 minutes, son." Ayra replied quickly.
Ayra always makes time for the child when they need him as their mother.
And in a room. A confused doctor will go into the bathroom for ablution. He who only has a little time to do his practice every morning on the sidelines of busy activities. He used it for Dhuha prayers. He is not the type of man who is busy showing that he is a devout Muslim through his charity, through his clothes. But he was more busy with performing worship by being in his room without anyone else years.
"Forget. The sandals I gave doctor Qiya." Said doctor Gede forgot if the sandal was given to Qiya.
[Yeah, don't be curious anymore. So what is his name Gede? later I have a mystery behind the name and character of this doctor Gede. Waiting for ya ]