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1. Hey, Happy is Simple

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📋Hey, happy is simple

The sound of high heels clashing with marble floors brings a tall woman slim, handsome and smooth white skin like silk does not forget the intelligence immeasurably since she was born.

The woman walked in a hurry to get to the room that officially became her personal workspace since one year and a half ago.

The woman pushed the thick glass door with little force because of the weight of the door.

"Morning, doctor Zy,"

The woman smiled and replied saying 'morning' after one of the nurses who would accompany her during practice spoke and entered her room next to the other doctor's room in this installation.

"Relate again, doctor. What else is it this time?"

The woman called the doctor showed off her neatly arranged rows of white teeth.

The woman scratched her nape awkwardly was also confused looking for silly reasons especially those that would be thrown to the sisters who helped her this.

"The doctor's neighbor's cat is dead again. Which doctor's neighbor this time?" said the nurse crossed her side and raised her next to her eyebrows.

The woman put her hands together, "Sorry, Sister Dinda. This time I was honest. I woke up late," he said giving a grin.

Sister named Dinda sighed, for the umpteenth time she had to re-examine the behavior of this young doctor.

For 7 years working as a nurse this time he met a doctor who was a hobby once late to come to the hospital.

"Some patients have been treated by Alex's doctor as long as Zyta's doctor has not come earlier and only a few remain. Later in the afternoon Zyta doctor again checked," explained Sister Dinda made the young doctor named Zyta nodded.

"Then I'm out,"

Zyta nodded allowing Sister Dinda to retreat.

Zyta sighed then walked towards the chair behind her desk. There are already several maps containing the health records of patients today.

After reading through some of the maps, Zyta turned her gaze out the window. Luckily Zyta got a room with glass facing directly out of the hospital. Zyta's thoughts were faring into the past.

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The girl popped her head out of the classroom looking at one of the men laughing with her friends in the front seat. He smiled occasionally as the man laughed with his friends. I don't know what the conversation is like, laughing like that.

"Oc!!!"

The girl gasped in shock and turned her body about to hit the person who had just shocked her also disturbed her pleasure this time but was undone because she was one of the people she knew.

"Fuckers!! Don't worry about it anyway?!! The habit of bang. yahh. You anyway!! Uhhh!!" said the woman pinched her friend upset when she would return to see the laughing man but did not so because it had been preceded by the sound of the bell and made him undo his initial intention.

The friend laughed and avoided the woman's pinch.

"Geez, Zy, Zyta. If you like to say it, don't look from far away. I guess what," ridiculed his friend who turned out there was not alone one more woman.

The woman who was called 'Zyta' had just stomped her feet once upset.

"Truly, Zy, he said the clothes ring," timpal one of his friends then squealed because he had just been hit by his arm by the woman called the 'ring shirt' earlier.

Zyta sighed then wordlessly returned to her seat. Two women who are friends and friends of Zyta look at each other and then put their shoulders and return to their seats. Not much of it, the next subject teacher enters the class and starts the lesson.

Zyta piled her head next to her hand and her gaze was far away staring out of the classroom which looked lonely only occasionally a few students passed by somewhere they were headed, maybe to the bathroom, maybe, just permission for a while or for a long time until the lesson ends.

Zyta did not listen to what his teacher was explaining in front of him. Let this time be a little sinful for not listening to his teacher because his mind is focused on one person.

The person he likes. A man over her. His class-brother. The person he did not know but attracted almost all his attention since he accidentally saw the man.

Knocking on the door of his heart that had never been open to any man. Just this time. The first time was for him who was too young.

'Adam Naresh Sayudha, ' Zyta's inner voice chanted that one name in his heart and mind.

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"Assalamu'alaikum," said Zyta entered the dining room that had been composed of some food.

Zyta gulped her hard-earned saliva. His stomach that was not too hungry suddenly thrashed asking to be filled immediately.

"Patience my stomach, dear," said Zyta stroking her stomach that sounded as she continued to look at the food on the table.

"Who? Already home?"

Zyta turned her gaze to the source of the voice and found her mother coming with a plate of her favorite fried capcay.

Zyta was getting hungry to see her favorite food on the table.

"What do you want to eat first.. ehh?"

Zyta's mother frowned in confusion as she turned around and did not find her daughter there. Then shook his head and chuckled amusedly.

He was already poulted out of his head if there is a favorite food of his daughter, then his daughter will immediately change her uniform and even take a bath so that she can immediately eat her favorite food without having to be ordered first.

Just as Zyta's mother had returned from the kitchen, she had already found her daughter sitting sweetly in her chair.

"Fastly," said Nirmala –ibu Zyta- putting a plate of meat stir-fry on the table.

"Eittss.. wait for dad," said Nirmala holding the hand of Zyta who was just about to spoon her white rice plate.

Zyta looked at her mother, "Dad came home," she asked and Mala nodded making Zyta pout for a moment and folded her arms around her chest.

"Why wait, mom? Dad, if you get to the old house. Zyta was already hungry," Zyta's whine wiggled her mother's arm staring heartily and Mala shook her head in denial.

"That's.. Mother.evil, anyway Zyta wants to eat first. Lazy waiting for a very long father," said Zyta keukeuh keep spooning rice and moving it to his plate.

Nirmala shook her head looking at the hardness of her daughter's head exactly like her husband's. Nirmala was confused by herself, why did Zyta not decline like her but even to her husband. He became bothered himself because he had to serve two stubborn people.

"Okay.. Zyta's cheeks hurt, ma'am," Zyta choked as her cheeks suddenly pinched.

"Hmm.. would you like to leave me to eat first again, dear? Tega you are like this handsome father," Zyta pursed her lips looking at her father in annoyance.

"Who is my own father. If you want to eat at home an hour before lunch hour you should be home, not just the lunch hour you just went home. Zyta will wait for my father to get home. Hungry hunt. What if Zyta goes to the hospital because she is hungry and waiting for him. Dad wants to. The same father Zyta. PHP Zyta is often. Often make Zyta wait for father to come home. If you come home an hour before lunch, Zyta can ask to pick you up. How come you just shut up, anyway? Ihh spel same dad. Zyta did not want to talk to me again," said Zyta, looking at her head because her father was silent with a smile on his lips, but he had spoken at length.

Mikhail –ayah Zyta- chuckles then scrambles her son's hair. Her only dear daughter, this most adored, did like to talk without pause as if this daughter had an excessive supply of oxygen on her lungs.

Mikhail grabbed Zyta's folded hand and then kissed her, "Sorry, yes. The wrong father. I worked too much until I forgot my promise to pick Zyta up at school. Promise me, tomorrow, I'll pick up Zyta at school. How's it? Would you like to apologize, Dad?" mikhail looked at his daughter guilty.

Zyta looked at her father sadly. Under her father's beautiful black eyes were deep eye bags, indicating that her father was too tired to work. Zyta's eyes began to water then nodded her head and hugged Mikhail dear.

"Ssttt. Daddy's daughter must not cry. Later the father will also be sad," said Mikhail stroking Zyta's back that vibrates signifying his daughter is crying.

Nirmala, sitting across from Zyta and her husband, smiled and mixed happily. In her heart, she greatly admired the closeness of her husband and daughter. It was so close that he envied himself if he saw the two most important people in his life.

"Sttts... Zyta won't listen to me? I don't want my daughter to cry like this" said Mikhail, wiping away Zyta's tears. Zyta nodded her head on the sidelines as he nodded.

"Ohh.so it's just dad who's hugged. Mom no?" mala pretended to sulk.

Mikhail and Zyta chuckled and spread out both hands. Nirmala chuckled and welcomed the arms of her husband and daughter.

"Ugh... I think it's been a teletubis-style hug event. Later the food went cold," said Nirmala let go of her hug.

Mikhail and Zyta nodded their heads. And start the happy little family lunch. Spending lunch while talking about each other's situation was also interspersed with jokes from Mikhail.

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Part one finished..... welcome to dinext chapter minna~.