Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!
21. Undecided
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The afternoon sky feels so shady with a tinge of orange that looks so beautiful decorate the western horizon.
Azam stared fixedly at the shady trees that were swaying due to the wind. His mind was in turmoil after hearing the doctor's explanation of his condition a few days ago while conducting a series of examinations to fulfill the inpatient procedure due to the condition of his body that was full of wounds after his fight.
Azam was exposed to the curse that has always been a scourge among the connoisseurs of free life like himself. True what the saying goes if what you plant then it is also what you will reap.
A tap on the glass of her room's isolation room shifted her eyes away from the beauty of the afternoon.
Azam saw his father and mother giving spirit from behind the glass through a cellphone held by his father's hand.
Yes, Azam can only communicate using a mobile phone in his treatment room.
His heart was so sore looking at his parents who already looked frail but still wanted to visit a child who did not know himself like him.
Azam sobbed considering his behavior so disappointing and very embarrassing to them, especially the mother who was now looking at him bitterly.
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In another atmosphere, a middle-aged man and woman were busy arranging a buffet table that arrived suddenly at the residence of the beautiful doctor.
Bitha was not in the least thought of what would happen in a moment, precisely after a man in a white shirt with a nametag labeled a famous restaurant logo knocked on the door of the whitewashed house where he was.
The man said they were assigned by a man named Danum to deliver the caterer with a written address that he showed through his mobile phone to Bitha.
Besides the mother who looks very excited there are also handsome teenagers who stare coldly at the humans around her. Bian was a little uncomfortable with the number of people who were passing by arranging food.
Shortly after, a white car that Bitha knew belonged to Alex entered the yard of his rented house followed by seven other cars that were parked neatly along the edge of the complex street. He hoped that if it was true that the man would come down from there but Bitha was wrong, the car was driven by a young man with a malay face, his age was around twenty-five or twenty-six years.
Bitha who wore a home-grown robe was confused by all this. Because he continued to contact Alex since the caterer appeared, only either a phone call or the message was not reciprocated.
Daren, the man Bitha saw driving Alex's car is now holding a middle-aged woman who looks beautiful in her old age. Along with that also came down a middle-aged man and a pregnant woman who had been his patient some time ago.
Arriving at home, the young woman hugged Bitha warmly and made Bitha reflex to return her embrace.
"You are so beautiful, dear." He spoke softly while holding both of Bitha's arms that still looked bulging because they were wrapped in bandages.
"Thank you." Bitha smiled in response to that sweet remark.
"Ayo kita masuk, kamu pasti penasaran dengan apa yang kamu lihat saat ini." Wanita itu merengkuh pinggang ramping sang dokter dan menggiringnya untuk masuk kedalam rumah.
The situation inside the house seemed a little tense. Bitha, flanked by her parents, sat on the floor covered in ambal. The guests with Alex's parents sat opposite them.
"Sorry in advance if we look very presumptuous, we know if all this seems pushy and a little unnatural." The mother of a bachelor who was almost overdue gave an opening sentence that sounded a little ambiguous.
Both of Bitha's parents listened carefully to the explanation. They never thought if the man who had visited their village a year ago turned out to have a more desperate instinct than him.
"We as parents of a man named Herland Alexander want to ask the only daughter of the father and mother to be part of our family."
Bitha's father responded to Alex's mother's words with a smile imprinted on his old face complete with a headband that hinted at his surprise after remembering that this was a very - very instant proposal event ever it happened during his life. Everything is prepared in such a way in minutes.
"Sorry before, is all this at the request of Ananda Herland himself or at the will of mother and father?." Ask dad to make sure.
"I think my own father must have understood all this. I know that my son often visits the family of the father in the village without telling us. And that's what makes us sure to ask your daughter to be part of our family."
Bitha was surprised to hear that Alex visited her hometown more often visited her parents.
"Isn't it like buying a cat in a sack?. I'm afraid that the nature and behavior of my child will make your family disappointed later." Firmly father with his face that leads to Bitha
"We understand how our child is from childhood about something he likes or doesn't like. He's not a typical kid who likes to play around for things he really wants."
Alex's mother smiled warmly to convince Bitha's parents to hand over their beautiful daughter immediately.
"And we'll make sure that the last year is enough to prove that he's really serious about your daughter."
"For the matter of nature and behavior it is already a risk for us who ask ananda Bitha to enter our family. So don't worry about it, because everyone has their own negative side." Further
Happy, that was how Bitha's father and mother felt, both looking at each other. A moment later the mother patted Bitha on the knee to ask her willingness over the sudden super proposal.
"Doctor accept it!. So I'm gonna get a free delivery at the hospital." Said Rumi who looks so exited since she first met the beautiful doctor in poly.
An upset and laughter from the cousins filled the living room to the terrace where Alex's family gathered when Rumi expressed her slightly disdainful intentions. How not!, the mother of three sons shamelessly mentioned the word gratisan to someone they just knew.
Familiarity is so warm even without the presence of Alex among them because the man is busy with his work affairs across the island.
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Alex realized that the tree could stand firmly because of the roots that jumped him. Therefore he has taken into account all the possibilities that will happen when he has decided to fight for his first love. But not with the incident where the step was first taken by the mother.
The man had indeed asked Bitha's parents for blessing to pursue their child's heart, but it has not been proposed because Bitha herself just meng-yesya said Alex just before the man flew back to his workplace.
And that's what made him so nervous this morning.
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Alex was walking in the office lobby, the man wanted to beat up his assistant after seeing a video sent by Bagas this morning when he had just opened his eyes.
The door of Bagas room opened violently to cause a very loud sound.
"Campret!!!. Want to betray me, you?!." He said loudly while slamming the door behind him to close it again.
"Eeeitts!. Calm down, bro!."
"Can't!. What do you mean that video cake this morning!?."
"Eat him with an explanation I used to do anyway?. Emotions are glaring, rich girls again!."
Alex threw his body in the sofa of Bagas' room while poking at the base of his nose. Still not expecting the desperate action of the mother who proposed to her woman suddenly and brought almost all of her cousins.
He also just realized that the strange nature of the bagas when saying "please do not use the phone first for today for the sake of mutual benefit" yesterday there is a certain purpose. While Alex just do it without bother asking questions because actually they are doing a lot of work.
"The universal queen wants you to use what?." Alex asked as he leaned his head and closed his eyes.
"My aunt!. My AIB!. Don't you know how I feel in ancem using Aib?!. Lucknut is your name!." Bagas spewed his frustration at Alex regardless of his status.
Alex was silent without answering.
"It's not because of a lot of money, my males amu lu!. It's not safe for my privacy!." Bagas grunted annoyedly.
"Slave!." One word that is spoken without seeing the other person.
"Eh, but it's still good at you!. Why must I be angry. You no longer need to be busy with your application. I'm staying in Sah-in!."
"Sign me in the title. Kaya don't know my mother aja you, demennya barbarin privacy people!." Speaks spontaneously.
"Yes, take it easy!. Rather than dizzy thinking at the universal Queen's piercing, could be dead you!. It's not cool, it's been proposed eh lakinya die before mating!." Secrecy
Alex glared in disbelief with the last absurd-sounding remark from his gebleg assistant.
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The day after the impromptu proposal, Bitha's parents told him about the man who had visited them a year ago. Even that man had also influenced his only younger brother to enter the petroleum technique. The young man with the image judes also immediately agreed to it thanks to the doctrine given by a Herland Alexander.
Bitha's parents were hesitant the first time Alex came to them for permission. Not because Alex was less convincing to be a son-in-law but Bitha was with Azam. Their relationship is in good condition.
Bitha's father and mother did not dare to present something that was not their authority. Only a prayer is ever said for the good of Alexander.
Until the news of not wearing came out right before the discussion about the marriage of Azam and Bitha occurred.
Azam had to marry a woman who was not his lover because of a fatal mistake and incised wounds on many sides. Not only Bitha but also his parents were so disappointed with the behavior of Azam Prawira.
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A week has passed since that proposal. Alex now works extra to collect a long day off, making Bagas more languish because he had to accompany him overtime, he said, replace him out of town and there are many other things he has to do for the happiness of the boss and certainly for the sake of abundant wages.
Bitha read the short message Sarah sent to her. The pregnant woman asked about her marriage with Alex who was impressed so suddenly that she thought that Alex was cheating.
The beautiful doctor smiled amusedly, he imagined the expression of Sarah who was certainly acutely curious about the romance drama of her with the man of a million ways.
"Dok, look for the same Ikhsan sir." Said a nurse named Mei.
"Sir Ikhsan?." Bitha tilted her head slightly like she was petting something.
"Ok, put it on me first." He left his comfortable chair to meet the man who served as head of planning at the hospital where he worked.
"Ngapain yes sir Ikhsan nyariin. Do you want another program?." Mumbled.
Mr. Ikhsan, the man with such a chic personality was staring out the glass wall of his room. Two days ago his eldest brother sent him a message about the wishes of their eldest son who is now lying in one of the private hospitals.
Actually, he was not sure about the request of his own nephew but he would still try it. Remember if the woman in question is a good-hearted person.
There was a knock outside his door. Mr. Ikhsan invited Bitha to come in and immediately told her to sit comfortably.
"For sir!." Bitha asked with a bright smile.
"Ah, yes. Sorry, doctor Tsabitha must be tired of my room." Saying pleasantries.
"No papa sir, loose fitting also earlier."
"What do you need, sir?." guess what
"So gini doc, actually this has nothing to do with the hospital business. Precisely personal, it's just me as an intermediary to convey a message from my brother to the doctor regarding the current condition of their child." Further
Bitha focused on listening to the words of the aged man before her.
"Azam Prawira, would love to see Tsabitha's doctor." Ikhsan knitted his fingers.
"The child is now undergoing treatment at the KPM hospital. I don't know for sure because I just got the information.
"I don't dare to say much because for sure now that the child is picking up results for his behavior so far, the doctor must have known for himself how the child's life was before."
Yes, since the fateful incident he had never found out the news about the man. Bitha tried to forget everything by not remembering the sad incident that made her a target of revenge.
"My job is to just deliver the message, then it's up to the doctor."
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It was almost dark when Alex contacted him when he was pensive in the poly after finishing his practice.
The man who was the husband-to-be asked his whereabouts when he heard the screams of several boys from outside the poly where there was a play ground for children while accompanying their parents in line.
"Sister," the voice sounded soft.
"Huh?."
Bitha had briefly paused her intention to ask.
"Kangen?."
"Hhhh!!. Ngaco!."
"What happened?." asked Alex
"No papa, I forgot what to say."
Just as soon as the door of the room opened. A person who was talking via cellar with her was now standing in the doorway playing with her eyes and it made Bitha's eyes bully.
Incredible, for what sake the man is now in front of him with his super comfortable appearance. Knee-length color pants with a white hoodie and a black flip-flop complete with totebag like women who will go shopping.
Bitha looked at him in disbelief, how can the handsome man now be one place with him while three hours ago he said if there are still meetings with marketing people.
"Why aren't you?." Bitha moved from behind the table.
*duuhh can not really kiss dikit, nyicil gitu* murmurnya. Bitha's cengo face made the man anxious to justify it immediately.
"You check." Alex with his signature smile answered.
"Huh? Check what?."
"Fertility." He said while raising his thick eyebrows.
"Seriously?."
"So seriously!."
"Ih, it's closed. What time do you try, Dr Mahir has come home from four o'clock."
"When you go to the doctor Mahir?."
"Well, it's the Mahir doctor who tackles the problem!."
"Religion!. You want to help!."
"Egypt!." One punch landed on Alex's sturdy arm.
"Eh, he's starting pictor cieee...."
"What the hell!, obviously, he said he asked for help."
"Oh, yes, she really wants to be like you. You help me out, in .... dalem!."
"SISTER!." snapped.
Bitha shook her head slowly, she could not stop thinking if the man who was walking next to her was still a pictor. Is it possible because too often he was pacing between islands to make his brain a little sliding like a tired earth slab?.
Tbc.
