
Naziya breathed in before getting out of his car. Today, he just entered the hospital again after almost a week of leave on the grounds there are things to be resolved. Naziya did not tell the real reason that she was undergoing a divorce trial with her husband.
Naziya walked over with a friendly smile, greeting the people, the nurses, the doctors he met. However, there is something different. Their attitude is not as usual. Their gazes were so soft, their voices sounded smoother than usual. They looked at him with pitying eyes. The Nazis didn't like that look. He does not like to be pitied. His mind began to speculate. "Don't they already know about my problem." He mutters.
His steps came to a halt when he accidentally heard his name called. The voice came from a room whose door was slightly open.
“Pity yes, Naziya doctor. What is his lack. Beautiful, smart, good career, but how could Zain cheat? Especially now that they are officially divorced. About how she feels, huh?” a nurse spoke to her friend.
“Yes too, pity him. Never mind all this time, the intimacy they show off is fake. All just to cover their true state. Could be, right?” The other nurse replied. Giving sympathy and inspiration.
“I'm sure, her husband cheated there must be a reason. Who knows, Naziya is indeed who is not very good at taking care of her husband so that her husband can find women out there.” A nurse chimed in. From his sentence, it was clear he was a person who did not like Naziya.
The naziya bit his lip. His mind started to wander. A moment later he decided to continue his steps. However, the tail of his eyes kept moving lurking at the people who were looking at him concernedly. Naziya adjusted his breathing before entering his police room.
“Good morning.” Naziya greeted Meti and Reni who were chatting. He smiled trying to look normal.
“Good morning, doc,” answer them in unison. Smiling too. The smile that the Nazis knew contained pity. Naziya was convinced that they already knew what had really happened to him.
He hurried into his room. Keep a bag on the desk, then sit down and lean his head. He breathed a rough breath. Instantly his heart sank. Eyes warming. He really hates this situation. Things she never expected would happen to her before. All this time, he had always thought that life would continue to side with him. In fact, not at all. He felt the world betray him. He doesn't like to live on the edge of other people's concerns. He hates the fact that his life is not as perfect as people always say. If people used to praise him for having the life that everyone longs for, now turn around. People pity and scorn him.
Naziya wiped the tears that had escaped from one corner of his eye. His head kept asking and waiting for answers. Will he be strong in facing all this? Will he be able to see the look of pity and mock others at him? Will his life be ruined after this? Gradually, his confidence began to decline. It's like he can't face the people out there. She's ashamed. Everyone knows their flaws. Naziya massaged his pulsating head.
Although his head was still throbbing and his feelings were still not okay, Naziya still had to be professional. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He did it three times. He should be able to calm down. All the problems that are present are personal and that should not interfere with his work. He should be able to hide his feelings of sadness in front of the patient. He should be friendly as usual. He glanced at the clock that was coiled around his left arm. Twenty minutes from consul's schedule.
Three hours have passed. The Nazis stretched his body. Lately he has been feeling tired. The sound of the door being heard on the knock. Reni appeared shortly.
"Doctors don't eat lunch in the cafeteria?" Reni tried to offer. He had talked to Meti and Henny's doctor before. They were thinking of letting their own Nazi doctor go first. But then they changed. Doctor Naziya needs a friend to cheer him up a little. Think they. Then they invited the Nazi doctor to lunch together.
Naziya seemed to think and some time later nodded. He should still appear as usual and ignore the opinions of others. He has to prove to everyone that he is okay. It need not be pityed.
However, theory is not as easy as practice. Speech and all the constancy that Naziya tried to build while in his room, all collapsed instantly. He is disturbed by the view of people towards him. He thought about what people were saying to him.
Naziya sat in the canteen with an uncomfortable gesture. He was uncomfortable with people who whispered. He looked agitated even though he tried to cover it with a smile and tried to behave normally.
"Now is the age of infidelity, huh? Everyone's cheating on you?" A voice sounded. Although not too loud, but enough to get into the hearing senses Naziya and his three friends.
"Again, beauty is not enough. The proof is that many men cheat even though his wife is beautiful." Another voice chimed.
"Pity too, yeah. A lot of men are not to be trusted. In front looks sweet, it turns out behind the betrayal."
The naziya bit his lip. His heart was beating irregularly. He sighed softly, trying not to be heard by his three friends. He then scoops his food and puts it in his mouth, trying to show people that he is okay and not bothered by all the other people's talk. However, his throat was choked. The food he chewed was hard to swallow. He could not ignore all the people saying to him. As much as he tried to suggest himself, he remained fragile.
Henny, Reni and Meti read the Nazi situation. They immediately finished the food and immediately invited Naziya to return.
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“Mama.”
Naziya turned towards the voice. It was seen Naya running small towards him and directly splashed into his embrace.
“What's up, baby?” Naziya stroked her daughter's hair. Then kiss her forehead. Naya is the only drug the Nazis have now. The presence of Naya is like an oasis in the middle of the desert. Naziya had no idea what would happen to his life if Naya did not exist. Naya's embrace gives her calm.
“Oma tells Naya to call mama dinner.”
“Naya climb to the top by yourself?” Naziya only realized that his son was down in the family room with his parents and sister. Instantly he panicked.
“Let's eat first, Zi.” Harti suddenly appeared.
Her mother's voice made Naziya relieved. Naya is with her grandmother. “Iya, Mother. In a moment.”
“Mama wait to bring, yes.” Harti approached his grandson. “Naya same oma or same mama?”
“Sama oma aja,” answered Naya and then switched on Harti.
“Ok.” Harti held his grandson and then left Naziya.
Back Naziya took a breath, then stood up and followed down. At the dinner table there was everyone.
Harti, Hari and Vita stare sadly at the Nazis. They knew he was still saddened by his separation from Zain. They can do nothing but provide support and attention.
After eating, they gather in the living room while watching TV.
"Where's your job at the hospital, Zi?" Day asked, trying to be normal. He did not want to make his daughter more sad because he saw his family was also sad.
"Everything's fine, Dad."
“Yes, how about our weekend vacation to the beach?” Vita suddenly spoke up, proposing an idea. He knew that his brother liked the beach and saw the sunset.
“Sounds like it's a good idea.” Harti.
The day did not answer. He turned to his eldest daughter, asking for an opinion.
Naziya. She knew it was all her family's way of comforting her in grief. The Nazis did not want to disappoint them.
“Yes!!” Vita exclaimed and reflexively kissed the cheek of the ponakan who was enjoying the anime spectacle.
The little boy just looked over for a while and then focused again on the spectacle.
Harti, Hari and Naziya just smiled.