At the End of My Tired!

XXXvii PART

Sarah returned to her father's room, seeing that her father looked fresher. It must be really nice to be home. His mind was a little distracted from his problem with the husband.

"Duuyy, my father's handsome." Sarah's temptation to her father.

"Yes dong, tar daddy lost handsome same doctor Reza, right embarrassed dad." Ramdhan said softly.

"Why is it, Doctor Reza was brought in?".. Sarah was confused.

"Owh, that..."

"Well, wait a minute. Sorry sir was still visiting the patient for a while, already prepared. Oya Sarah, I had told the nurse to make a pile of things, the medicine was also, I went straight to the pharmacy, took." While thrusting a packet of drugs belonging to Mr. Ramdhan on Sarah.

"Eh, ngerepotin the doctor. Thank you so much, dear doctor." Sarah said with a forced smile, today she has to face three men with various characters at once.

"Nothing, for Sarah what the hell is not. Uh I mean, it's our job to help each other, isn't it, sir?".. Said the doctor trying to find support from Mr. Ramdhan.

"Basic search for face." Sarah murmured softly but was still heard by Dr. Reza.

"Sarah wants to bring her stuff down first yeah, yeah. I'll just wait here."

"No, Sar. Trust all the same Reza, just a minute." The doctor said confidently.

While Sarah felt bitter at the base of her throat, she wanted to vomit blood. Hearing the doctor's pretentious prowess, calling himself by the name, mas.

"That's the characteristics of people to avoid. Dad don't get too close, tar kemakan persuaded her rich swamp crocodile. Could be dangerous." Sarah warned the father with a bit of a nag.

"Excuse me sir, please sit in the wheelchair. I'll push it down." The nurse was friendly.

"Eh, no, sus. I walk all sports, how many days have my feet been pampered." Reject sir Ramdhan politely.

The nurse looked at Doctor Reza, with a questioning look. "Father get on the chair first, just finished the ring should not be invited tired first heart, kasian." Finally, Reza's doctor explained that Ramdhan sir wanted to sit in the wheelchair.

"Yes, yeah. Just follow the doctor's advice, then daddy's soy sauce." Persuade Sarah again, finally Mr. Ramdhan complied.

"The bag here I take, Sar. You just carry plastic, no weight? if it's heavy, let me bring it, Reza is strong. You want to be carried away, too." Doctor Reza jumawa.

"Sarah order a taxi, well, not good to bother people." Sarah whispered to her father, but Reza's sharp ears could hear her clearly.

"Nerepotin, Sar. I deliberately took permission to go home early so I could send you, I mean Mr. Ramdhan. I'm not someone else, I know you either." Doctor Reza said with a disappointed face.

"Udah, Sar. It is not good to deny people good intentions. Sorry, son Reza I mean doctor Reza. Sarah's son does not like to enjoy each other." Obviously Mr. Ramdhan, so that the doctor is not disappointed because his offer has been rejected by Sarah.

"Call Nak Reza is also okay sir, besides you're not a hospital patient anymore. I'd rather be called that, than the doctor." Doctor Reza said, glancing at Sarah beside him.

Ting...

"Sus, push forward yeah, I take the car first. Sir I'll take the car for a minute."

"Yes, kid. No need to rush." Said Mr. Ramdhan not well.

Drrtt...

"Yes, Ree."

("What time do I go home, I pick you up.")

"No, Ree. Sorry I forgot the Ngabarin. This was going home the taxi was nyampe too. But thanks before."

("You know that, anyway. I've had a quick meeting to get around, so I can pick you up at the hospital.") Reegan said in a disappointed tone. How not, he was late for an hour, then when the meeting began, he had to cut the meeting time to finish quickly.

"Yes, sorry. His name is also I forgot, so I have to." I don't know why Sarah felt so guilty about that guy.

"Sar, let's daydream. You called who it was. Taxi, cancel I said I'm the one who sent you, really ngeyel this you. Let's sir, help me get in the car." Sarah was really upset with the doctor, surely now Reegan knows that she was lying.

"Sorry, Ree. That's doctor Reza's maksa going home, me....." Calls are interrupted or deliberately decided unilaterally.

"Ck, tell me I'm the badass, know it's eleven twelve." Sarah's grumpy is upset. Then he got into Dr. Reza's car.