BRIPDA MAHMUD'S 30-DAY GIRLFRIEND

Chapter 8. Dinda Almost Fainted

"Three five one. Three five one."

Voice call from ht radio calling the code. Dinda got up to answer.

"Rogers. Three five one's here, over,"

"Three five one please make news of the accident event that occurred this morning, make a report also anyone who was an accident and how the condition changed,"

"Roger two three one,"

"Roger when it's finished confirm immediately. For a while six one."

"Roger six one."

Dinda came out of the room, the atmosphere was quiet, everyone had gone to the office. He immediately went to the back and grabbed his towel and went into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later he was in the polyclinic to see mantri and some patients who were not mild accident victims.

"Why so?" Mahmud, who has been at the clinic, shocked Dinda, who was writing the data she needed.

"Eh, Mr. Mahmud. This sir, again collecting data." Dinda answered by looking at Mahmud at a glance and continued to write.

Mahmud returned with a flurry of activity despite occasionally glancing at Dinda. After writing, Dinda approached the patient to ask about his condition. It was up to a patient named Noldi, who while his wound was still being cleaned by the mantri. Seemed her feet swollen, moved or touched pain. There were also some bleeding wounds. 

"Oh!" Dinda's face was pale. Mahmud who seemed to have an instinct to be afraid if something happened to Dinda. Just like what happened at the accident site. Mahmud walked up to him, and helped him to his seat.

Dinda broke out in a cold sweat.

Mahmud brought tea for Dinda.

"Let's drink first!" Dinda took it and drank it.

"thank you. O Allah, suffocate me" said Dinda.

Mahmud drew Dinda's notes and helped continue Dinda's writing.

Twenty minutes later Mahmud had finished writing for Dinda. And Dinda looked better.

"What's eating yet?" Tanya Mahmud resuscitated Dinda if since morning Dinda had not had breakfast.

Without needing an answer from Dinda's voice, Mahmud already knew the answer.

"Come on!" Mahmud extended his hand before Dinda, so that Dinda would hold her.

Dinda got up from her seat without having to hold Mahmud's hand.

Mahmud shook his head.

Then they walked straight into the kitchen.

"Mom, hungry," Mahmud headed for the sink to wash his hands. Dinda immediately met the kitchen mother who had been considered like her own mother. 

"Mbak Dinda's. Yes, this morning Madam Dinda did not appear in the kitchen for breakfast," replied Ms. Ratno while preparing dishes and spoons for Dinda and Mahmud.

"So morning I forgot, Mom." Answer Dinda.

Mahmud who had already turned from the sink only looked at Dinda while shaking his head.

"The dealer almost fainted again. You sleep and you don't eat breakfast." Inner Mahmud.

"Oh my goodness, Sister Dinda."

"Sir Mahmud, how could Dinda eat breakfast forget," said Bu Ratno continued to complain to Mahmud who he saw shaking his head while staring at Dinda.

"Come, eat something full!" Said Bu Ratno while putting the dishes on the table.

The kitchen was still quiet, as lunch time was still thirty minutes away.

From the attitude of Mahmud, Bu Ratno who has eaten a lot of life salt can see that Mahmud has more attention to Dinda. That attitude cannot be hidden by Mahmud.

*

The afternoon after the break, Dinda was already facing the computer at her desk. Busy with work and reports. Mahmud went straight into Dinda's room.

"Dree." The sound of the chair in front of him being pulled away made Dinda take her eyes off, and only realized that someone was in front of her.

"Sir Mahmud" Dinda turned her face up to look at Mahmud

"I want to take a duty letter as well as a road letter to escort patients who will be taken to the hospital." Mahmud said as he continued to look at Dinda.

"Here," Dinda handed me the prepared envelope.

"How are you doing?" Mahmud asked without turning his gaze.

 "Good God." Dinda then shifted her eyes.

"Oh yes, Mr. Mahmud, the car carrying the patient is ready, will leave immediately." Said Dinda to get rid of her clumsy taste. It felt bad to see Mahmud.

"Exorcised me?" 

"Where do I dare, sir." Dinda tried to smile with a red face that could not be hidden. Mahmoud kept looking at him.

"Take care of yourself as long as I don't exist!" Mahmud said that Dinda turned to him.

"I'm gonna miss you." Mahmud started to stand up from his chair, but his eyes were still on Dinda.

"Aishis. It could be Mr. Mahmud." Dinda Sahut.

"I'm leaving first, baby." Mahmud's face looked serious.

Pamit Mahmud makes Dinda grin.

Mahmud came out of the room.

"Alhamdulillah congratulations! out of death." Said Dinda quietly while holding her chest that was timid as if it was about to explode earlier.

Dinda went back to her computer. Continue his work there.

Dinda came home from the office. Without changing his clothes, he immediately sprawled on his bed. Today feels very tired. Two more times he almost fainted.

*

The days he had been through lately felt lonely. The last three days nothing has bothered him. The three-day Mahmud has not returned from escorting patients and several other tasks to be done.

Dinda didn't seem to be dizzy. He has a lot of busyness to eliminate the feeling of loneliness. But not with his heart. His heart felt arid to need someone to water it, as Mahmud did. Mahmud has a firm attitude, and can put in place when he gives attention and tenderness. However, Dinda would feel very guilty if she put her misses to people's husbands. 

"ah! The wrong feeling! Missing the wrong! He already has a wife and children! This can't happen!" Dinda reminded her own feelings.

After returning home from work, Dinda changed her clothes with a training suit and did not forget her hijab. He went to the gym. If not teaching naji, in addition to jogging, Dinda likes fitness. The fitness room is located to the right of the multipurpose building located to the right of the entrance gate. Thirty meters from the guard post. This afternoon he entered one of the company's buildings filled with various types of fitness equipment. He started to approach his favorite fitness equipment. That is a kind of swinging the legs like mountain biking. Three-quarters of an hour was already pretty draining of Dinda's sweat.

Dinda did not know that someone had been watching her since. Because the front fitness room is glass-walled, so it is transparent from the outside.

"Mud, look noh Dinda again in the fitness room!" Andi told Mahmud, who was down, to write at the table in the guard post. 

Hearing Dinda's name, Mahmud immediately raised his head, looking in the direction Andi pointed.

"So she's with the device too." Mahmud.

After a three-day service to take patients to the hospital, Mahmud only two hours ago arrived at the company. And Dinda doesn't know yet. During those three days his heart felt empty without Dinda's figure which could make his heart beat faster and flowered. Mahmud seemed to have lost something.

And right now something was in front of him. Mahmud did not want to waste this moment. He noticed that Dinda was in fitness.