Dr. Clara

Dr. Clara
Episode 8



The next day I never again came to Mr. David's room, as much as I could try not to see him again so that I would no longer see his flat face.


It had happened enough that time, it had been very clear to open my eyes that I should stop admiring him.


I started avoiding the morning shift, I used to want it so much but now?


I even exchanged shifts with other obstetricians. Although this is strictly prohibited from the Hospital but still I do so as not to meet with dr. David.


A week can I pass without meeting Mr. David, until finally I was forced to see it because every month must be held monthly meetings for all doctors.


I was thinking what good is this meeting, just a discussion that is not important to me.


A rectangular table became the boundary between me and Mr. David.


Wh why?


Why does he have to sit right in front of me?


More unfortunate that is on my right is Mr. Arman, a flirtatious doctor who continues to launch his crunchy mumps.


Sometimes I laugh a little or just give an awkward smile in response to the words of Mr. Arman.


And even worse on my left is Mr. Kris the old man who is famous for his perverted brain.


I don't know why my eyeballs are interested in looking at him. I had just stared at her flat face but unexpectedly she was also watching me, making me reflectively turn my face towards another direction not long to see it.


I'm getting bored, half an hour has passed and Mr. Budiman never finished. Especially with Mr. Arman who continues to constantly chirp like a bird and Mr. Kris who sometimes play with my feet is thought to be watching dangdutan what?


Again this flat-looking man sitting in front of me was looking at me with his usual eyes.


I passed an hour from today very boring and annoying.


"Dear Ellizaaa..."


I tried not to turn around and not to hear it, I kept walking faster and faster trying to avoid it.


"Za!" he stood in front of me against my path.


Gourmet: "Ck. What the hell!" I'm clucking at the guy who claims to be my friend. How not I who is tormented must sit beside a strange man he even fun to sit next to dr. Jonathan.


Marsya: "Why are you? Are you angry with me?" tanyanya polo's.


Melliza: "According to that?!" I said and walked back through it.


Marsya: "I'm sorry, it's not good" she said, who started chasing me back.


I stopped and looked into his eyes.


Melliza: "What's wrong? To my right, Mr. Arman, who always chirped like a bird, to my left, Mr. Kris, the old man played with grepe grepe to me. Add again...


Marsha: "Ketambaaah?" a question mark was clearly plastered on her plain face that I wanted to put on.


Melliza: "Ah's forgotten" I walked again trying to dodge Marsya's next question.


Marshy: "Elliza! added especially?" the mode has started to activate.


Melliza: "Ga there!" My answer is still to walk quickly trying to get away from him.


Marsya: "Let's Elliza when you want to hide something from me, we're..


"drs. Mellizaa!"


Shouting a sister from behind us, Marsya and I had to stop and look at her.


"Huh.. Huhhhh.. Huh. doctor.. Huhhhh.. Melissa.. Huh...


Melliza: "Ssttt set your breath first, just talk" my instructions to the nurse who was running towards us.


He obeyed what I was instructing.


Melliza: "What's wrong? Is there a patient who is giving birth?" I started to panic.


The sister shook her head quickly for the answer.


Marsya: "Then?" ask Marsya whose fashion has not disappeared.


Mother: "dr. Melliza you were called by dr. David, you're being told to go into his room right now" hearing his words opened my eyes wide.


What business did the flat-looking doctor call me?


Males really, yes my move on plan will fail completely. I've been trying to avoid it for a week.


Marshy: "Elliza! you hear no? You are told to go to the room Mr. David now, already hunted there" Marsya said by slapping my left shoulder.


Melliza: "Yes yes" I said then I extended my legs towards Mr. David's room.


Huh calm Melliza, you can definitely pass her. Don't forget the humiliation he told you my inner self was right in front of the door of Mr. David's room.


Geck. Geck. Geck.


"Come in"


I went straight into the room that I used to go to every day last week.


Melliza: "What business do you call me?" ask me to the point.


Because my question is too blunt, Mr. David looked me in the eye with a sharp gaze not as usual.


But the difference for this time I ventured to look back at those two sharp eyes.


David: "Look at dr. Melliza, don't you know the ethics of listening to people who are talking?" ask her by raising her left eyebrow.


Melliza: "You mean?" I really don't mean what Mr. David told me.


David: "In your meeting..


Melliza: "Oh that's why, I'm sorry" I said, cutting David's talk, because I started to know where this conversation was going.


David: "Yes already? From your words, you seem not to admit your mistakes" he said still fixedly staring at my eyes.


Melliza: "Color is not entirely my fault" I don't want to lose to him.


David: "You can be indifferent and uncaring"


Is he arguing with me again?


Melliza: "I could have been indifferent if only to avoid chat with dr. Arman, but can I still be indifferent and still if part of my body is touched by an old man?!" I said by raising my tone a little.


Melliza: "And where is the ethics of listening to it, Mr David?" I asked to go back to him.


David: "Huh?" he frowned indicating he was confused by what I was asking.


Melliza: "Didn't you just pay attention to me throughout the meeting? looking at me intently as if I had such a fatal mistake" I said in a flat tone.


David: "That color is my main task to be your guidance physician" he denied.


Melliza: Ck. guidance physician? You are too much dr. David Setya Mayndra" I said, looking at his sharp eyes.


He was silent no longer answering my words.


I'm getting tired of being cornered, wanting to feel fast out of the room that yesterday made me miss.


Melliza: "Is there anything else Mr David?" I don't get away from the look in his eyes.


He remained silent not answering. Just a look that never gets tired of looking at me.


Melliza: "If there's no more I'm sorry" said I just then walked out.