
Labuha Puskesmas
Aqmal is diagnosing patients. Most of the children who come are almost the same complaint. Cough, fever, and no appetite. Some even have difficulty sleeping and itching.
One-second of Glyceryl Guaiacolate or abbreviated as GG, one-third of Paracetamol, one-second of vitamin C, and one-third of ctm. Four types of drugs are crushed to powder. This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor.
"Mom, this is a prescription, I give this prescription in the Pharmacy section" Aqmal explained to the patient's parents.
"Thank you, Doc" said the patient's mother while taking the prescription Aqmal gave them.
Aqmal resumed his work, as usual, Monday to Thursday was the day that medics were busy. Busy serving patients who come to seek treatment. Not felt, the time shows at 11 noon. Aqmal is starting to feel hungry.
"Alhamdulilah" Aqmal gave thanks. No more patients seeking treatment. That way, he can go to the cafeteria to eat.
Ting...
"Assynolajet. Bee, don't eat late"
Again Lis paid attention to Aqmal. Reminds them of their stories first. Where Lis unceasingly reminds Aqmal to eat, pray and of course not to stress.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Aqmal. The man put his cell phone in his suit pocket. Then he went down to the first floor to eat in the cafeteria. In the cafeteria, he saw Fauziah and Savana. Two human beings who are always together.
"What's he doing here?" inner Aqmal. He's approaching Fauziah. Then join Fauziah and Savana.
Fauziah and Savana looked at each other, both smiling and greeting. "Don't you want to eat?" ask Savana.
"Yes, I'm hungry. Oh yeah, what are you doing here?" ask Aqmal. Then call the canteen.
"Mom, as always" Aqmal told the cafeteria's mother.
"Yes, Doc" replied the cafeteria mother then returned to the kitchen.
Aqmal glanced at Fauziah who was busy replying to a message from the head of the department which happened to be sending a message in that minute.
"Hugely busy, why?" ask Savana.
"This, HONEST again chat. He said it worked well. And tell him when there are obstacles" explained Fauziah.
"You're interns here?" ask Aqmal.
"Yes, Doc. It's just starting today" Savana replied.
Aqmal nodded in understanding. Before long, their orders were delivered. They also eat together. Even though they eat together, Fauziah and Savana spend their food first. Not because both of them are in a eating race, but there are still two friends of theirs who have not eaten.
"Okay, we go first, pity Masna and Farhan, they haven't eaten" Fauziah said.
"Yes, ngak Papa" replied Aqmal.
"Do you know the apprentice?" ask one of the medics who works as Ners.
"Yes, know. They were my students and coworkers at the 24-hour Pharmacy"
"Oh, that's what it looks like" said a co-worker named Magfira Narla.
After eating, Aqmal returned to the second floor, where the room was. Long time to relax inside, the tarhim started to echo. Aqmal is preparing to carry out its obligations. When the time came, Aqmal took ablution and started the Dzuhur prayer. After the prayer, Aqmal returned to work as a doctor.
At the Pharmacy, Fauziah and his friends were working on the direction of the Pharmacy's Responsible Pharmacy. Fauziah section looks at the prescription plus provides the medicine to be crushed. Savanna who eroded, Masna who provides puyer paper and fold it. Farhan's the Drug handing over department.
"From tomorrow, you're coming at work hours. At 7:20 AM you are already at the Puskesmas because at 07:30 AM we will be apples in the morning" explained Kak Loli–Apoteker Penang Jawan Apotek.
"Yes, Brother"
The waiting time has come. All the workers who work at Labuha Puskesmas and interns get ready to go to the field for afternoon apples. Fauziah looked ordinary when he saw Aqmal, as well as the handsome widower. Fauziah knows, Aqmal likes it, it was told by Muli who since a week ago became CCTV in her home.
The afternoon apple began, Aqmal standing at the back, right beside Fauziah. Both of them focused forward, listening to the direction of the Head of Labuha Puskesmas. After the apple, Fauziah went to the parking lot, as did his friends.
"Ziah" call Aqmal.
Fauziah. "Yes, Doc" said Fauziah. He called the word Doc, according to the existing environment. Yeah, they're in the Puskesmas neighborhood. It is different at home or elsewhere.
"After this go to the Pharmacy 24 hours or go home?" ask Aqmal.
"Alhamdulilah, I shift afternoon until night" replied Fauziah. She thanked him not because he liked to go home at night, but he could take a nap.
Aqmal nodded in understanding. "Yes, let's go home" Aqmal said.
Aqmal got into the car while Fauziah drove his second-wheeled vehicle. Savannah, Masna and Farhan begin to split because they live in different neighborhoods. Fauziah was traveling at a moderate speed. Not that he is not good at riding a motorcycle, but he wants to be a biker who obeys the rules. In addition, he could prevent the so-called sudden brake. Because most accidents that occur due to illegal driving a two-wheeled vehicle or four wheels.
In the car, Aqmal follows Fauziah from behind. Make sure the woman is safe until home. On the way home, the man's device rang. Aqmal answered the call, letting the woman who contacted him express his intention to call.
"Yes, I'll send it" Aqmal said. The man re-opened the BRIMo App and transferred 1 million dollars to his account number on his behalf.
"Use it, use the money well"
"Thank you, Bee"
Aqmal ended his conversation with Lis. The man was already impatient to ask who the father of the baby Lis raised was now. Why did Lis involve her in supporting that baby named Fitra.
Fauziah and Aqmal parked their vehicles in their garage. Before entering the house, Aqmal turned to look at Fauziah at a glance.
"Better I send a message to him" inner Aqmal. As he had intended, the man took his phone out of his pocket and sent a message to Fauziah.
"Later to the Pharmacy together"
Fauziah, who was on the stairs, ignored the message from Aqmal. He was tired and wanted to take a shower and then rest before work time arrived. After bathing and eating, Fauziah took the time to read the message before taking a nap.
In the front house, Aqmal stared at the screen of his phone. He was annoyed, and wanted to shout at Fauziah who was starting to ignore his message.
"Am I less handsome?" Aqmal Mumm.