
I think I had a dream last night...
Such a dream. Leaning on those warm arms is a beautiful dream, and an overly bold action, making your mind look up and your lips smile. I'm missing but he doesn't mind. I don't know what that means, but I realized it was just for a moment.
"Thank you for driving me." When we arrived and I had to part from the warm armrest. I can pretend it's just the influence of wine.
"It's nothing, thanks for dinner too." I smiled, the night was over and I was afraid I would dream it up again the next day.
Now the sun is high so let's get back to reality. Life is something to be fought for.
Saturday there is work so let's go to the office, except Sunday, Saturday usually I go to the office but not until the afternoon. Getting a good career is a gift that must be maintained. I am grateful for that by keeping all my responsibilities.
I wore a slightly different outfit, a casual dress motive pattern of peach-dominant colored flowers that I liked. I felt beautiful, like a flying butterfly showing off its wings. Half of it I feel I was still affected by wine last night.
About Bambang. I know he's dangerous, he's just looking for a friend and I don't want to be his friend. Just last night borrowing her warm arms told her a story like we were a close friend, but that was enough because I was definitely not a submissive friend.
"Mom Melisa, this morning is so beautiful today." Someone greeted me.
"Doctor Andreas, morning too. Thanks..." I smiled at the handsome doctor. One of my favorite doctors here. I don't think he's younger than me, I don't know his age. But still this orthopedic surgeon is very handsome, the head of the Orthopedic and Traumatology unit. Even if juxtaposed with the Bambang they are as level.
And My Godness, this one can make you want to accidentally fall and dislocate, get her sling and her healing massage . My mind is making its own game now. Dam*n these handsome doctors why don't they have all the labels. Whether they are too happy to be friends, it seems that their label is comparable to the current Korean artist, the property of the fans belongs together.
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Shared Property - Don't Claim Each Other π€£
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"You going upstairs?" He pressed the same floor as me.
"She wants a meeting with Mr. Vincent."
"Oh okay."
"Where are you working here? Previously on Tangerang ya."
"Well, same thing. It's just a different place." There are more eye wash.
"I also live in Tangerang, ..." He mentioned a housing there.
"Ohhh not far we turned out..." Surprise turns out he has a place not far from me.
"Ohhh iyakah. It was a coincidence that it was Miss Melisa." We arrived upstairs and went out together while having a small chat.
Bambang apparently came out of his room and spoke with his assistant, he certainly saw me passing with Andreas. But since it's far enough away I don't greet him.
"Well, Miss Mel..." I bid her farewell. Feeling flattered just because she said I was beautiful, it seems like this weekend will be a lot of good things happening.
"Mom, internal auditors and Mr. Vincent asked for a meeting about the MRI case service yesterday after lunch."
"Ohh, yes. It's 1 o'clock..." It looks like I'll be home by 3 today, but since this is an auditor's hearing I'm only listening to reports to give approval, the responsibility has shifted to the Director.
I checked my phone and found that there was a message from Lenna. Ardy's gone nowhere from morning. He's on semester break, isn't he.
'Let's just leave Len, he won't dare to mess around again. He's not a kid. Sister cape ngawasin her rich baby.'
The work went on as usual then. At lunch I met Andreas again at the cafeteria.
"Mom Mel, I'm sitting here huh..." I was stunned for a moment because he was suddenly sitting in front of me. I immediately saw my surroundings. Be aware if someone is looking at me with a look of hatred. His jealous fans...
"Why is Miss Mel? I call Mel yes... It's not good to call you."
"Doctor Andreas..." I want to protest, because some nurse and doctor girls seem to be staring at us. It was like the cold was coming towards me.
"Call Andreas aja,..." He saw me who was still looking over here. "Why? How come you see Mel's left right..."
"Fear no one will send a canned letter, crate the tire..."
"Huh?" He doesn't understand my words.
"Why are you sitting here, my ntar terrorized your fans." He's just so bad. While I became more awkward as more people looked towards us.
"I thought why, were they as brave as that ngacem top executive..." He's still laughing. "I'm actually here for protection. Every time I eat, I don't know why so many people want to be like me. Until I got dizzy hearing their babbling."
"Ohh so. Thank you for being so frank..." I grimaced.
"I'm kidding."
"I don't think I'm kidding." He laughed again and saw me staring at him.
"I've never personally met Ms. Mel. Suprise saw a person so young could sit in the top executive. In this hospital a lot of great young people."
"That's hard work Doc. I have been in this group for 10 years. I was holding a smaller Tangerang Branch."
"I see, I was hoping to be placed in Tangerang as well. Closer to home, but I was placed here. I was also only about 6 months here, was held in Surabaya, then I asked to come here."
"Ohh so."
"Can I join you two?" Someone came near our table, and the doctor spoke cute again. Joshua Woo, Head of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery Unit. This is the new head of aesthetic plastic surgery as well, this one is imported from Korea directly. He can only be English, Indonya is still spelling...
I grimaced at him, why is the head of this unit of kece-kece and single gathered all at my desk.
"Doctor Joshua, take it doc." And I let him sit down and follow him speaking the language he understood.