
"Aaaakh sick paah"
"Calm down, calm down"
"Be calm what can be quiet! This pain aaaakh"
"Yes, I know how to hold yah"
"Know what! Do you know what you feel?! Aduuh sakiit"
Croeek
"Doctor help my wife doc" said the man who was still in a fog when I just entered the delivery room.
"Suster!" my instructions to a nurse.
"Please wait outside" said the nurse who had just entered with me.
"Good sister, but please my wife she is in a lot of pain" said the man who also carried the atmosphere.
"So calm father help this labor with all the best prayers of the father" said the nurse next to me again.
"His equipment ready?" ask the other sisters who helped.
"Having docked, the patient has opened to the ninth and the establishment has also broken" replied the nurse with an explanation
"All right, we do it now" answered me, who had put up gloves ready to take action.
I began to position myself, trying to understand even though I did not know what the woman was feeling.
"Hallo madam Sinta, please lady listen to me yes" I said to a woman lying in a gurney.
"This doctor's son is already very sick doc" he lamented.
"Yes mother, please set the mother's breath" I said still trying to keep the woman in the situation I expected.
"Mother don't panic, take a deep breath in. throw it slowly. breathe in deeply. Exhaust slowly and push!" my instructions began to give directions.
"Aaaakh" her screams shrill.
"Ok.yeah, keep mom" aba.
"Aaakh. I'm not strong doc"
"Ok mom set the mother's breath back, breathe out exhale. Breathe again exhale and then push mom!" I said give instructions for the umpteenth time.
"Yyyyyyyyyyy"
The sound of a baby crying that had just appeared in the same world as me was crying quite forcefully.
Like trying to call people and expect others to know his presence.
"Thank God" said my thanks to God for helping.
"Suster please sort this out, I'll clean up as well as weigh and measure the baby first"
"Nice doc"
Dr. Melliza Clara Utomo Sp.OG, age twenty-seven, youngest daughter of the owner of Surya Utomo Hospital. Become an intern at the largest private hospital in Jakarta.
Introduce my name Melliza Clara is more often called a beautiful doctor and some men call me a sexy doctor. Because of my appearance that does not look like a doctor in general.
I always wear a mini dress on my knees or sometimes wear short thigh-length jeans that show smooth white legs that level because my height is one hundred sixty-three with a weight of forty eight kilograms.
For them I was thin, but I thought this was ideal because I never allowed my weight to exceed forty-eight. If that happens, then the extra diet is the solution.
After finishing with the practice I walked alone in the hallway of the hospital where I worked as an apprentice doctor.
Are you starting to ask why I became an intern at another hospital when my father himself owned one of the largest hospitals even accredited A in the city of Malang?
Since my two envious sisters always demeaned me, they always said that I would not be able to stand on my own.
I will only continue to rely on my father especially my grandfather. I am my grandfather's favorite grandson, even before Surya Utomo Hospital passed on to my father he planned to pass it on to me directly.
Really it makes my two sisters hotter of course. I finally decided to seek out the experience outside and would return if I had brought proof that I was capable without carrying the Utomo family appendage.
I continued walking until I came to a door written by dr. Melliza Clara Sp.O.G.
I deliberately did not bring the name Utomo in Jakarta, yes even though my facilities are not like interns.
I live in a large apartment there is only a tv room that becomes one with a kitchen, a small dining table, a refrigerator is not too big and there is a medium-sized sofa complete it.
And there is one room that only contains tv, mattress and equipped with a bathroom that size is large enough for me alone.
Although not large but this is one of the elite rooms in this apartment building.
My salary as an intern doctor is enough to pay the rent. Yes, only my grandfather stood behind this comfort, not to mention a mini cooper car that always drove me with his loyalty.
Her word..
Don't expect you to be able to leave if you don't accept everything you've prepared.
My initial desire to be independent was blocked by my dear grandfather. But yes, fate has become the favorite of all people like this.