The Perfect Life
Episode 5's

A gentle breeze blew stroking his beautiful Nazi hair. The gurgling sound of water flowing from the artificial pond sounded soothing to the ears. Naziya sat pensively alone on a bench located on the edge of the hospital garden. The place was indeed one of the places that can bring its own calm for the Nazis in the midst of the hustle and bustle of hospital activities. The calmness required by the Nazis before performing the operation an hour ahead.

The Nazis looked at the water with blank eyes. This morning, it kept spinning in his head. The violence this time was the physical violence that the Nazis got from her husband for the second time. A more harsh treatment than before. Various feelings raged in the chest of the Nazis, a feeling that was difficult to interpret by him.

This incident really disrupted the life of Naziya. Amidst the perfection of life he had - at least it was according to him before the incident and according to the people who saw them, it turned out that there was a flaw in it. A flaw that made his self-esteem fall to pieces.

Indeed, anyone who saw the life of the Nazis would be very envious. There is absolutely no blame. Harmonious family. Good career. Treasures abound. Brilliant achievement. One would not expect if the Nazi husband who looks very sincere and loves the Nazis will commit acts of violence.

Zain's treatment was a real blow to the Nazis. He wants to tell someone, but if he does, it is the same as showing his ugliness. Rejecting all the perfection that has been the picture of his life. Naziya felt that the judgment of others would be bad. And this was very disliked by the Nazis. How could he possibly listen to those who used to praise him and then sneer at him. Just imagining it is already terrible.

Naziya gulped down the drinking water he was carrying. Then he opened his phone. Looking for news about KDRT. His eyes were immediately fixed on a news that had just been released about a few days ago. ‘A wife killed molested by her own husband’. The title instantly made the Nazi heart seem to stop beating. Emotional turmoil returned to meet his reasoning. His mind became erratic.

“Doctor Naziya.” A call jolted his daydream.

“Reacted doctor here. I was looking for doctors everywhere,” said Meti, one of the nurses who used to help her. “I just remind, another half hour there is operation.”

Naziya glanced at his watch. Time shows at half eleven. I don't think he's been here for half an hour. “Ok," replied Naziya short.

Meti momentarily looked at her role model doctor. Something different from the usual day. The famous friendly and always cheerful Naziya doctor now looks somber. “Doctor is sick again, yes?” ask Meti curiously. Not intent on kepo, he just wanted to know the condition of his favorite doctor.

“I'm fine. You go first I will follow,” pinta Naziya.

“Good, doc.” Just about to move, Meti accidentally saw the Naziya's bruised wrist. “Sorry, doc, doctor hand why?” ask Meti again. He is famous a little bit.

Naziya. He immediately saw his hand. The bruise is clearly a former violent Zain. He didn't pay much attention to it.

Naziya. “So I slipped in the bathroom and my hand hit bath–up. Didn't expect it to be this severe, because it doesn't hurt,” obviously Naziya lied.

“Aduh, be careful doc. Fortunately not the head hit, hehehe,” Meti said while chuckling. “Do not forget to treat doc.”

Naziya nodded with a faint smile. The forced smile.

“Then I first yes, doc,” say goodbye Meti.

“Ok.”

After Meti's death, his Nazi views turned again to flowing water. A moment later he took a deep breath. Although her heart was fragile at this moment, she should not forget her responsibility as a doctor. He took three deep breaths and repaired his robe of pride. Confidently, Naziya walked like nothing had happened. He must appear as he usually is friendly and cheerful.

Naziya went straight to his room and prepared everything. After that he went out. “It's all ready?” naziya asked the two nurses who always accompanied her.

“Ready, doc,” answer them simultaneously.

Shortly thereafter, Henny's doctor was the couple's anesthesiologist doctor Naziya. They then headed to the operating room.

Almost an hour later, the operation was completed and everything went well.

“Ren, to the canteen yuk, I was hungry,” Meti asked Reni while walking to their room. “Doctor Naziya same doctor Henny would like lunch not” Meti asked.

“Ayo,” doctor Henny immediately agreed.

“Well, I know for sure the doctor is again waiting for Mr. Zain for lunch, right? We don't want to disturb. Duh, don't be too friendly dong, doc. Pity us who are single if you continue to see romance,” Goda Meti which was immediately greeted with laughter by Reni and Henny doctor.

Naziya also chuckled, but his heart felt sore. “Met, Met, you are here. Quickly go, pity Reni was hungry,” said Naziya as his lips pointed to Reni. Without anyone knowing, it was his way of diverting the sense of slicing that had suddenly appeared.

“Ok, happy making out yes, doc,” tease Meti before running away followed by Reni and doctor Henny.

Naziya looked at the three comrades with a slashed heart. How do they react when they know what's going on. The harmony that appears on the surface is just a cover to cover something bad. Naziya squeezed his chest which felt tight. It turns out it's painful to pretend to be happy.

Naziya chose to return to his room. He then took his phone, opened a conversation app. Then find a name. He clicked on the name so that it opened up the conversation space. For a moment he was silent. He seems to doubt. Then a while later he started typing, but in a moment he deleted it. He did it up to three times. And finally he decided not to contact his friend.

Naziya had thought to contact his High School friend who lives in Surabaya. Selly, name. They have been friends since they were in High School and until now. If there's a problem, Selly's where the Nazis vent. But this time, he did not have to rush. Who knows if her husband will change.

Yes, Naziya still hopes her husband changes and they can return to life as before. He was still confident that Zain would change let alone that there was Naya among them. He would give Zain a chance once again, and if Zain still did, then he alone would leave the man.

Thinking that back Naziya's heart melos. Just thinking of the word leaving feels like it can't. Five years was not an easy time for the Nazis to forget. Naziya could not imagine life without Zain and thought of Naya without her father.

Not a matter of material. Their lives are so good enough. Even if Naziya later returns to his parents, he will still be able to meet his needs with Naya. But love and affection. Naya's only been two years. Too small to lose his father's love.

Naziya breathed heavily. His condition really made my heart broken. On one side he wants to stay. However, if you remember Zain's behavior to him, the heart feels like a struggle to be free.

The naziya raised his head slightly. Take three deep breaths and throw them away. This is always done to calm the heart a little when upset.

*****

“Doctor Naziya?” Alby called in doubt. Afraid wrong.

The one called directly looked. The plan that was about to open the car door paused for a moment. He looked at the handsome man before him, trying to scan his face. His forehead wrinkled.

“I'm Alby, Doc.” Alby tried to answer the Nazi astonishment. “I am the husband of one of the patients who a few months ago had a doctor surgery. The patient fell down the stairs.” Alby tried to remind me.

“Oh, yes. I remember.” The Nazis exclaimed after a while. He remembered one of his patients who had surgery suddenly because he fell down the stairs. However, fortunately the patient and his son did not experience severe circumstances.

“How are your wife and kids?” Naziya asked.

Alby's face suddenly became grim.

“Sorry, if I misspoke.” The Nazis noticed Alby's expression.

“My son has just had an accident, fell out of bed and is now being treated here.”

“Oh, I'm in mourning. May your children recover soon.” Naziya sincerely prayed.

“Thank you, doctor. Sorry for interrupting doctor time.” Alby realizes that he has been holding the doctor back to go home. “Please continue the journey, doc. Good luck to your destination.”

Naziya smiled. “Thank you, then I first. Give my greetings to the father's wife and hopefully the father's children will recover soon.” Naziya again prayed and opened the car door that had paused earlier. Before he left, he honked.

After the Nazis passed, Alby immediately entered the car. He would return home, change clothes, take whatever was necessary and then return to the hospital.