Doctor Naura

Chapter 10 Irwan's Appeal

The day after Fathur's return to Yogyakarta, and Rahman also returned to Muntok to control his seafood restaurant business, I kept working as usual. Father is still in Pangkalpinang following activities organized branch on a limited basis. He got the actual hotel room facilities, but chose to stay at his own son's house with his mother who although a head of service who must remain present every day when the government implemented the shift system, he took leave while father was following activities.

Today I'm on the morning shift. Starting at 7 am I was accompanied by two nurses driving around controlling the patients. At 09 am I have arrived at the children's hospital Depati Hamzah Pangkalpinang. I see the waiting room looks quiet. Only about two dozen people were waiting. It has also been joined between patients who want to poly children, poly nerves, poly ENT, poly eyes, poly surgery and poly teeth and general poly. Indeed, since the corona increasingly takes a lot of casualties, Depati Hamzah Pangkalpinang Hospital in addition to implementing a system to maintain distance between patients also regulates the time of attendance. Patient registration is accepted and allowed to go home first, patients are not allowed to pile up waiting in the waiting room. Later when approaching the time to meet the doctor will be contacted by phone. For those who come from other districts and have no place to go home, will be directed to some places that have been prepared.

"For doctors...."

"For doctors...."

"For doctors...."

I received intimate greetings from patients, nurses, midwives, staff and colleagues on the way to work. I smiled back smiling. Arriving at the workspace, I placed the bag on a small table in the corner where I was sitting. 2 jars containing nuts and squid chips and 6 bottles of mineral water were also there.

"Assalamualaikum, excuse me doctor. This is the medical record of our first patient. There was a history of respiratory infections a month ago, the patient was Dr. Riko. Fever has been 3 days, cough cold and sore throat, given 3 cans, 2 hours last night heat again given paracetamol, normal blood pressure." I received the file while listening to the report from the nurse. Read it and put it on the table.

"Let's wait another 5 minutes...." I spoke to the nurse who was about to close the door.

"OK on doc...." Santi answered.

After Santi came out, I went back to reading whatsapp from Irwan.

"Please doc.., Plisss.., without your help I don't know what's going to happen to me, I'm really stamped on it. I'll be betrothed to my mama. I don't want to be betrothed."

From dawn, Irwan asked me to spend some time visiting his house. At least act like I'm his girlfriend. I smile. How could a pediatrician like me have to act like he wants. You snot boy. I put down the phone and started to turn on the computer, the preparation began with the patient. But it was also thought how the picture of a mother Irwan who in fact the wife of an official of the Bangka Belitung island province had the nature that Irwan said.

"If his wishes are not obeyed my mother will go berserk like a madman doc, really. Could have killed me and my papa." I smiled reading Irwan's message. Overuse.

"Help me doc, please. Do me a favor, at least how do I get my mama to turn out not to be that grumpy. What I should do. Come yes doc..., would ya... pliss... dokerrr. Once." The conversation with Irwan returned.

"Is he angry all the time?" My reply last night.

"No doc, if his heart is a little calm he will laugh out loud. Especially when gathering with the members of the PKK Province as if there would be no anger on his face."

"When will he get angry?" I was a little curious.

"For example, when papa suddenly sms said he was going home in the afternoon because suddenly the Governor jumped out of the afternoon apple meeting...."

"That's why your mama got angry? Ah, that's right, Wan."

"Because I'm confused, too."

"What happens when he gets angry?"

"Owh...."

"Yes doc. Sometimes I get upset myself to see it. Just don't make the slightest mistake. Everything is ruined."

"Did you know your mother's nature was like that?" I'm trying to get information.

"No doc."

"When has your mother's nature changed?"

"Mmmm.., if not wrong, said papa since he lost his baby daughter. My sister." I read and repeated that sentence. The deg! My heart is beating back. I remembered that I was just a foster child of my parents. In my heart, how could my parents throw me into someone's house. While other people's mothers, it becomes strange behavior because they have lost their children. My heart again felt restless, fed up and hated people I didn't know where the jungle was.

"Doctor Nancy is already yes, I'm going to sleep again. Dadaaa.., bye-bye.., take care of yourself doc, have a nice day. Don't forget to come to my house." That was the last message from Irwan Subuh. His wish was to ask for help my advice on how to behave to his mother who is a little strange, super temperament excess, mama who has tremendous anger. While me? I held back my heart. My memory again tells my mother that I am not her real daughter. If only I had met a woman who had left me. There are thousands and even millions of questions I want to ask.

"OK, can we start yet?" Suddenly Santi came in and stood in front of me.

"Yes San, call in the patient."

"Nice doc." Santi opened the door and spoke a little loudly.

"Kiarah! Ki ya ra..., where's Kiara? Oh that, come in, ma'am, bring Kiara in, the Nauranya doctor is there." Santi waved at the patient's parents who were in the playroom. I put the e-cigarette into the drawer of the workbench, put on my white doctor's suit and then put a blue stethoscope with the edges of the monkey smiling and draping it over the neck. The pen didn't forget to stick it in the pocket of a practice suit. I stood up, smiling kindly to receive my mother's father and a beautiful toddler carried by the father.

"Halooo Kiara dear...., dizzy son huh? Yuk lay here yuk dear.., brother doctor want to check first so that later Kiara can play again with his friends...." I walked over to the child patient's bed. Kiara dropped off her father lying down. He just complies. His eyes are fixed on me. There was fear of courage there.

"Help the doctor, he's had a fever for three days now." Kiara's mother begged.

"Well mother, we try and pray together. Please let me check, ma'am, please." I installed a stethoscope, examined my patients, started my duties today, returned to the world of my dreams from childhood. Forgetting the claustrophobic stifledness of being curious about who my biological parents are. Forgetting anger is aimless by concentrating on my doctor's vows. Helping to treat sick children like Kiara today.

 

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At 14.05 WIB

I stretched my muscles slightly by twirling my waist to the left and right. Although when it comes not so many patients who appear in the waiting room, but did not stop 17 people have patients I faced with a variety of symptoms. I reopened my phone after taking off the suit I was wearing.

"Gang Pelipur, Exactly the big house in front of the Oxford course institution. The two-storey large house next to Muhammadiyah Elementary School is my home. Just come and tell me your mama's looking for me. I'm not going home and warming up anyone's phone while the doctor's there. Please doc.., please.... I know the doctor is a pediatrician, but I don't have any other doctor's acquaintance close to me." I read a long message coming in from Irwan. I'm standing. Time home.