Almeera's Persistence

Almeera's Persistence
Doctors Are Ordinary Humans



Almeera and Gibran are already on their way to the orphanage they chose to go straight to the orphanage, not to the house Abi first so that no need to turn around again.


When they reached Abi's car and Azzam's car was parked, as soon as Almeera got out of the car she was immediately attacked with the children of the orphanage.


"brother Almeera.." they shouted,. Almeera stretched out her arms, and they immediately surrounded Almeera, Gibran only smiled faintly at their interaction, walked towards the trunk and opened the trunk of his car.


"has entered a new teaching, right...?? yuk kak Meera bring AtK. yuk brought in.."


"thank you, brother Meera..."


Almeera walks with the children to bring the groceries Almeera bought before going to the home, and Gibran follows them.


"Sister.sister handsome, even more handsome if a big smile.." said one of the children of the home, Gibran replied by shuffling the child's hair.


When they were inside, they immediately joined his extended family, Dilara was seen being flirted with the mother of the orphanage..


"iih is not ashamed to have married even spun the same Umma.." coda Azzam


"let's not Meer, in the hug of the same husband mother is different taste yes..." Dilara who answered because she was taking off longing with the mother of the orphanage


"In the arms of the husband?? in the hand never" inner Almeera


"but usually the husband's hug feels warmer, you know." said the mother of the home.


"Bu home can be yes, yes understood as a newlywed, usually still sticky, although sometimes shy cat.." Umma reply


"umma. if Umma knew, do not be in the hug, sleep one bed only Meera had never" again his mind that speaks


"it's okay to be halal." replied Abi.


Long enough they are in the orphanage there are several parlors that they gave a donation.the discussion at the orphanage made Almeera and Gibran more silent in the car, now they are on the way to Abi's house.


Arriving at Abi's house they were welcomed by Hafidz's father and family.


Almeera and Gibran kiss the hands of Hafidz's father and the mother of Flowers.


"what is Bi...??" gibran asked because he saw a lot of equipment in the park


"on their barbeque rhyme, you're nginep right??"


"Gibran didn't bring Bi's change..."


"there are Abi clothes or Azzam clothes.so safe, tonight Aki and Uti also come" replied Abi and inevitably Gibran had to obey Abi's wishes.


Almeera and Gibran were in the room, still as usual there wasn't much chat.


tock.tok...


"Meer's...Meera" call Umma


"yes a moment Umma." reply Almeera while walking towards the door.


"yes why Umma...?" almeera asked when the door was open


"this is some Abi clothes that have never been worn, the interior is still new, so Gibran can wear"


"oh yes thanks Umma." said Almeera while receiving some clothes for Gibran.


"yes Umma is going down first" Almeera replied with a nod


Gibran appears to be discussing with someone with his flat object.


"OKs...You just set when the time and place, we will discuss further" said Gibran and then turn off his phone connection


"This magazine there are some clothes Abi, Abi has never used all of them, if mas deign to wear them" said Almeera while putting the clothes on the bed. then Almeera towards his closet, then Almeera, take a towel and change of clothes and go to the bathroom.


As Gibran looked at the garment, Gibran understood the meaning of Almeera's words, which Almeera knew the husband hated Abi.


Almeera had finished bathing, had come out with her full outfit, and Gibran's change to the bathroom, not forgetting to bring her change of clothes.


Their body posture is not too far apart, although it is still more containing Abi so use Abi can still wear Gimban.


There is gratitude that Almeera said in the heart because the husband wants to wear the clothes of the Abi, yes although in fact it is new clothes, but usually if someone has hated to ingrained, but usually if someone has hated to ingrained, he certainly wouldn't have wanted anything to do with that person, but not with Gibran, but sometimes Almeera saw them quite close.


"May Allah soften your heart w.." Almeera prayed in his heart.


They went down the stairs.This afternoon the atmosphere is very crowded, it is unimaginable if there will be a grandson Abi Alvian will certainly increase this family.


"There's a garden pendopo next to my dear..."


"Meera go there first..." Umma replied with a nod


Embracing Abi's hand when he was sitting right next to Abi, leaning his head on Abi's shoulder.


This is the first shoulder when he needs a backrest, the second shoulder is Azzam the twin.


"Bi.... will the third shoulder be this comfortable?? will that shoulder can be the goal of Almeera later in the time when Meera needs a backrest" a question that makes her heart slashed, but only able to be uttered in the heart


"why..hmmm.." asked Abi while releasing the arm of Almeera, now Abi cupped the face of her favorite daughter, in the face of Almeera's bead with warmth, Killed dear.


Almeera replied with a ring and a smile that honestly hurt her heart.


"sure....??" ask Abi reassuringly


"Yakin.." replied Almeera with a smile.


"Remember, if there are things you want to say, then say.don't you be damned, even if you are married, we are still parents who will always think about their children.. if there is a problem in the family, find a solution with a cool head"


The romance of the boy and the father made Gibran want to approach them, his feet stepping slowly.


"Pig... Almeera wants to ask you something.."


"what's that??" this time the position of Almeera re-embracing the arm of Abi


"usually when going to do surgery, what percentage of success will be explained??" ask Almeera


"what is the wind wondering about the medical system..??"


"by knowing aja.hehehe..."


Gibran who heard the question halted his steps, but suddenly his shoulder was patted by Hafidz's father.


"why stop, do not be jealous of the same child and Abi that one." said Hafidz's father


"hehe..."


"yeah yuk yuk join." take Hafidz's father.


"Again what sich, you can join me....??" ask Hafidz's father who has been sitting in the pendopo in the park.


Almeera was quite surprised because there was Gibran also behind hafidz's father.


"come here and there" replied Abi Alvian, Gibran also sat cross-legged beside Hafidz's father opposite Almeera.


"again what sich...??"


"this is our son suddenly discussing the medical system..."


"wow don't say you want to study medicine also want to beat your sister huh...??" ask Hafidz's Dad


"not yeah... It is not the time to study academically, but religious learning must continue, just a small chat, want to know"


"All surgical procedures every doctor will convey all possibilities, even the worst possibility must be conveyed if the condition of the patient who is likely to succeed is small, therefore the decision was returned to the patient's family" Abi said opening the answer to Almeera's question


"continue if there are patients who are most likely to survive but the results should instead be how..???" asked Almeera again, Gibran heard the question making her stare at Almeera sharply but unfortunately Almeera did not see it.


"Qadarullah.we doctors are just ordinary Humans, life and death is a provision of Allah.but not infrequently doctors are always obliged to save patients, many families do not accept, he said, and that's what we're used to dealing with"


"Doctors are not God. Doctors are like other professions, all there are consequences of each profession.." this time Azzam answered, and sat in the pendopo.


"we doctors will have our own inner war when patients fail to save us, there is pain that we feel and it is only the doctor who knows the taste, even though we are silent, he said, in fact, not infrequently we were beaten when the results did not match expectations" said Hafidz's father


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Jazaakumullah khairon for all his support, in whatever form it is.,🥰


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