(Melody) Trapped Charming Doctor Handsome

Part 2 (Revision)

Zafri's breathing sounded heavy as he just walked out of Doctor Ilham's room. Not to refuse or object. Nah! Zafri did not mind at all when Doctor Ilham asked him to replace his patient earlier. It's just that Zafri felt uncomfortable because from the beginning the patient was already under the care of Doctor Ilham.

Suddenly a nurse ran up to Zafri. His face looked panicked, his lips slightly pale.

"Doctor, Doctor Ilham's patient is rampaging in his room" exclaimed the nurse who had helped Zafri deal with his patient earlier.

Hearing that statement, Zafri cursed inwardly. He ran followed by the nurse behind him. It was no stranger if others saw doctors running around followed by nurses. The goal is only one, which is to examine patients who are either in an emergency or not.

"What's he doing?" zafri asked as soon as he arrived in front of a tightly shut door. His breathing roared the effect of running from the 3rd floor then descending to the 2nd floor. Luckily they were using the elevator, not the emergency stairs.

"The lady asked to go home. I was banned because his condition was not fit. But he ran away."

"alright. You please go, let this be my business."

"Good, Doc. Excuse me ...."

Zafri looked at the door of the room with a lazy look. He took a deep breath before opening the door that was locked from the outside. The first thing Zafri did was to pop a little new head after that his body went inside.

Slender. Zafri did not see his patient in bed. However, he could see the head of someone hiding behind the bed. With a slow but sure step, Abizar approached the woman who was curled up on the ceramic floor.

The man could only sigh deeply when he saw the bloodstains splattered on the floor and there were also on the bed. His hands stretched down to touch the woman's head.

"Doh!!" muttered Zafri while flicking his finger on the woman's forehead.

"Sick, Doc!" his screech felt pain as Zafri fought.

"It's troublesome. Can you stand up?" tanya Zafri spontaneously reciprocated by the headband by the woman under him.

Ck! Zafri clucked. The man crouched. He slipped his left hand on the woman's nape and the right hand on her thigh. He put the slender body on the mattress and acted quickly to attach the infusion needle.

"Duhh .. I don't want to be infused, Doc. The wound was on the leg. After all I was well," the woman's lips tried to pull her hand.

"Don't argue or infuse this I put on your nose!" threatening Zafri cheered a joking tone at the end of his sentence. Zafri's cold voice and sharp eyes made the woman close her lips tightly. However, in his heart never stopped babbling.

After reattaching the infusion, Zafri turned to staring at the patient's feet. Red stains were seen seeping outside his bandages. Zafri's hand was stretched out, then with his mischievous idea he pressed the sole of the foot right on the wound. The woman screamed in pain and received unkind treatment from her own doctor.

"It hurts, Doc! Don't squeeze. The doctor wants me dead soon?" his moans pulled his feet away from Zafri's hand.

The man chuckled softly. "I don't think it hurts because you said you were healthy" he said sharply.

The woman glared both her eyes in disbelief with the insinuations from the man before her at this moment.

"What's your name?" ask Zafri.

The woman's lips were tightly clenched in shape to be horizontal before she finally answered Zafri's question. "Melody."

"Melody? What a beautiful name. Like a quiet melody of a song, but it doesn't describe the person's personality." Again and again Zafri insinuated the woman.

"What doctor do you mean?!!"

"none. Here's your leg, I'll change the bandage." Zafri Melody's ankle brought her closer. The man checked it carefully.

"Still sick?" Melody just nodded. "I went out for a while to get the equipment. Remember that! Don't do anything weird before I get back," the man recalled pointing his index finger.

After Zafri's departure, Melody secretly felt her feet wrapped in bandages. The woman grimaced softly feeling the mixed taste only in one taste, that is, pain. Right, not long after that the door of his room opened again showing Zafri carrying a stainless container in his hand.

"Have to use a drip, huh, Doc?" melody asked on the sidelines of Zafri's activity which opened the bandage on her leg.

"It shouldn't have been if you hadn't fainted earlier" Zafri said.

Melody's face reddened in embarrassment given the incident where she almost fainted when Zafri had finished treating her wound. "I didn't faint, Doc," Melody denied.

"Just me," the man said he was eager to laugh at the woman, but could not.

"When can I go home, Doc?" again that question that Zafri heard made him feel careless.

"Until you're healed. I want to confirm the wound whether the infection or not remembering you had time to bring him to exercise."

The meaning of the word "exercise" which Zafri means is Melody who tried to escape ended by stepping on her foot that has not healed from her wound. Given the wound was deep enough to make Zafri worry fear of the wound infection.

Melody was silent. In between the busy Zafri who was replacing his bandage made Melody try to take the opportunity to look at the man's face. Yes, he just realized that Zafri has a handsome face. Hello, where has he been since he was not aware of Zafri's good looks? Maybe after this Melody should see an eye doctor.

Melody flinched because her actions were discovered by Zafri. Look at the man silently. But something was wrong with the man's words. "Doctor, gay??" asked the original Melody who immediately made Zafri stop his movement was wrapped around a new bandage.

The man blinked one eye looking at Melody dislike. "I'm just saying I'm not interested in you, doesn't mean I'm gay!"

The perpetrator even giggled amusedly when he realized the expression of Zafri's face that was bending in annoyance.

"Doctor," call Melody.

"What's wrong?" Zafri Cuek then resumed his activities.

"I'm hungry, Doc" Melody chirped Zafri open, but as quickly as possible she changed her expression.

"After this, the nurse will-" Zafri's words were cut off as Melody charged over.

"I don't want hospital food, Doc. Not good!! I want food outside" Melody cut.

Zafri who just happened to finish wrapping the bandage around Melody's leg could only sigh heavily. The man twitched his temple which suddenly felt throbbing when faced with the woman. Just this time Zafri was made dizzy by his patients.

"There is no restaurant food. If there is, surely all patients will ask for restaurant food rather than eating porridge from the hospital," explained Zafri.

"Clearly how? I'm hungry, Doc .. I don't want to eat hospital food. It feels bland, there's no taste."

"Tell your family or friends so they can buy you food from the outside."

Melody folded her lower lip. Pouting, he looked at Zafri. A second later her facial expression changed, which was sour now smiling sweetly. Zafri who saw that could only hold his breath.

"Doctor, how??" pinta Melody's. His eyelids blinked repeatedly, a pithy look he showed Zafri to let go and be willing to fulfill his request.

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"Doctor Zafri, where are you from?"

"From the other side, Doc. There's a little need. Then excuse me."

"Please."

Zafri appeared to carry a large pocket in his right hand and a paper bag in his left. Rarely does the man wander around during working hours. Had it not been for the whining of his patients, perhaps Zafri would have never wanted to get out of the hospital building just to go to the dining and shopping. This is the first time Zafri has done such a thing, getting out of the hospital building during office hours.

Along the way to Melody's room, many hospital workers greeted her. Yes, it is not foreign to Zafri because he is quite popular there. Aside from his good looks, Zafri was also praised for his outstanding performance.

"Doctor!" a shout sounded from behind Zafri's body. The man spontaneously stopped his steps then turned around, looking at the man who was as professional as him.

"What did you bring?" Bima narrowed both her eyes staring at the strange Zafri.

"Not going anywhere. What's up?"

"Just say hello. That's ... what?" ask Bima curious. His gaze was fixed on Zafri's two hands filled with items.

"It's not important. Already, I'm going first." Without waiting for a response from Bima, Zafri left.

"Ck! Strange as he is," decak Bima slowly.

Back again to Zafri who is now in front of the door of the hospital room Melody. Slowly the man opened the door. The room was quite spacious, once opened the door was presented a patient bed of size large enough. There are also two sofas with a table nearby.

"He's sleeping?" muttered Zafri so close to the bed. Staring at the slender body that was lying pretty up there. His breath sounded irregular indicating that the master had entered in his dream.

Zafri put two items from his hand on the table and then went back to the bed. Zafri fell silent with his eyes fixed on that beautiful face.

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Suddenly, Zafri's heart beat fast as he stared at the woman. The accessories attached to her face look petite with red lips. Somehow Zafri's gaze now fell, fixed on a slender body with several body parts that appeared prominent. Soon he's clapping his dirty thoughts. His hand grabbed a thick blanket and put it on the woman's body.

Before he could leave, Zafri looked at the face again. Unknowingly his hand rubbed the woman's head before Zafri finally left.

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