The Doctor's Second Wife
Take Dinner.

After delivering Miss Nadira I continue the journey to the office, it did not take less than 10 minutes I have arrived at the parking lot of my office, the morning apple has been finished from earlier, and, some friends are still seen in the front area of the office that used to be where we do apples morning and afternoon, they seem fun to talk.

I put my car in the parking lot, with light steps I entered into my office after passing through the iron door guarded by two main door guard officers, before really until the room I have to pass various checks in accordance with the Standard Operating Procedure or S.O.P that applies in my office, ranging from the examination of luggage, bags and even body searches, of course all this is done professionally, for female officers like me who search are female officers, as is the case for male officers. After going through all these stages and everything is safe, I am finally welcome to enter the office area.. "Please Miss Akira, congratulations," said Aditya and Didik politely, coincidentally today those on duty guard in the main door porter area. " Thank you, sir" I said politely as I stepped my foot.

oh.iya, Before going far, I should introduce myself to you first, let it be more familiar and dear.

My name is Akira, I'm 34 years old, a single parent, my son Ziko is seven. I work in a government agency, precisely in a Penitentiary Institution ( LAPAS) in the city of P, my homeland. Maybe for some people the profession as a correctional officer is still so foreign but not for me, I have been working here for more than 12 years, working with the correctional officers

" Law Breakers" or what we call "Citizens" really gave me a lot of valuable experience, facing them forming my mentality into a patient, strong woman , firm and soft at the same time. There is no crybaby in my dictionary, every problem of life must be faced and solved, no matter how long it takes, for me to solve problems for a long time is better than avoiding them, because unresolved problems will eventually become a time bomb that can explode at any time.

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"Good morning Akira," said Mr. Usman from behind his desk, he is my ward boss. He was sitting down and signing some papers.

"Good morning sir, I'm sorry I'm late." I replied in a soft and polite voice.

hope he understands and won't dispute it .

"Hmm.it's okay, but please don't repeat," he cleared his throat then gave advice, or maybe it was a warning.

"Okay sir, thank you," I set foot into the workspace next to his room, there was already Merry's mom, Tiya's mom, Pak Difta and Pak Rehan.

"Good morning, everybody.." My Island .

"Good morning, mother..." Rehan replied in spirit, he likes to tease me the most.

"Tumben's late, where's ma'am from?" ask Merry.

"So nolongin people on the street, Ms. Mer, she passed out so I drove to the hospital first," I explained as I sat my body in my work chair, I turned on the computer in front of me.

"Wah.bu Akira is indeed Top Bgt, helpful and humble," joked Mr. Rehan again.

"ih..gombal teroosss.." Tiya's great-grandson was the youngest among us.

"eh, the silent end - silent bae, canker sores mas?" seloroh pak Rehan towards the pact Difta whose table is at the corner.

"Hmm.." he just cleared his throat as usual, We just smiled, among us is indeed the pact Difta most irrit talk, he only talk necessary - needless, energy efficient he said, hahha.ada - there is only.

After that short conversation we were again busy with their respective work, I was busy taking care of the data - data of Inmates with special cases, such as: Narcotics, Corruption Criminal Act, *******, and others, Tiya and Merry are busy checking the Foodstuff inspection report from Foodstuff provider Vendors for "Citizens" Pak Difta also looks serious in front of his computer, he must be inputting the latest health data of our "Citizens. Mr. Rehan, I don't know where he was. about an hour ago he said ketoilet, but until now has not returned "maybe hard to*, so long toilet," canda tiya invited our laughter.

"mother, Akira's mother, Akiraaa's mother.., "I was jolted to hear tiya calling me in a rather loud voice.

"yes.why tiya?" ask her after controlling my shock.

"tuh her phone, from earlier it rang," Tiya pointed at my phone on the table.

"Assalamualaikum.." I said to the man across the street.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered a heavy and firm voice from the other end.I kept the phone screen out of my ear, it turned out to be a new number.

"Who's with you?" ask again.

"With doctor Damar" he answered.

"Doctor Damar?? I tried to remember the name, after thinking for a moment I finally remembered also, doctor Damar is the name of Nadira's mother's husband.

"oh,iya.ada what doctor Damar ?" manya curious.

"let's say she wanted to invite Akira to dinner as an expression of gratitude for helping mother this morning" explained doctor Damar at length about his intention to call me.

"oh.ga need doc, I sincerely help Miss Nadira, just say my greetings to Miss Nadira, hopefully she will recover quickly" I said slowly afraid to offend her.

"Alright Akira ma'am, I will tell my mother, good afternoon Akira.

"Congratulations Sii.ang.." again - again the connection was broken before I finished speaking, it seems that Doctor Damar is an impatient person.

I put my phone back, my eyes refocused on the data - the data in front of me, a few more pieces left, it seems like today I can go home in time.

"Cantin, yuk.lapar nih" asked Merry with a shabby face.

"yuk.ayuk.." arrived - Rehan sir who had just seen his nose chimed with enthusiasm.

"ih.. Mr. Rehan here, you are most excited when taught to eat, you know.." ketus Tiya.

"He's the spirit, will eat it with the sweet and kind Akira" again - again Rehan sir launched his quarrel.

"What the hell sir, there is - there is just "my words with a tone that I make a little bit hard, even though women like to be praised but hearing compliments as often as that also makes me annoyed and a little upset.

"Nooh.. Got scolded by Akira's mom, right" Tiya added.

"already - have eaten yuk," Pak Difta who daritadi silent finally voiced.

We finally headed to the cafeteria, I heard my phone ring a few times.

"Mother Nadira" I muttered as I saw Nadira's name appear on my phone screen.

"Why did he call? or don't don't don't don't doctor Damar haven't delivered my message, "my inner self.

I let my phone ring, I'll call him back because now my stomach is very hungry, can no longer compromise with the situation.