Handsome Doctor From Indonesia

Handsome Doctor From Indonesia
episode 02 He is again



This morning I felt unwell, while I had to work to meet my daily needs and not forget my unresolved reporting tasks.


"Oh my god, give a spirit soul to myself" my inner self.


The phone rang, apparently Elsa.


He is my best friend, and a real person.


She's beautiful, rich and kind, she's Islamic like me. But he doesn't hijab like me. Then it's not a problem for me, everyone can be friends with anyone.


I think Indonesia is rich.


rich in Culture, nature, race is rich, not to forget the religion is also a lot, but we are all just one that is Indonesia.


So I don't think it's a problem, making friends with anyone.


"this, where are you?" ask elsa from the phone.


"still in an office, what's wrong?" ask me.


"here's cepet! you forgot we'll have a talk tonight.


Then I closed the phone and headed to college.


But as I walked towards the stop, I accidentally saw a man who was fighting. The man hit a man younger than him.


I was surprised that the young man suddenly fell lying down, while the sacrificial man finally escaped after seeing me. It looks like he ran away knowing I was there. I immediately ran to the young man.


"sir, get up sir!" I said while patting her cheek.


My heart was pounding, my hands were trembling, quiet invisible there were people around there.


"god I must how" inwardly.


Then I tried to hold the man's hand, and it turned out that he was still alive. After that I tried to get him to stand up. And unexpectedly it turned out that his back was drenched in blood.


I'm freaking out uncontrollably.


"please!!!!"


"*please!!!"


"please*!!!" I screamed for help.


After a long time of tearing up, finally someone helped us. So I took the man to the hospital.


Oh my god, I'm so scared. If anything happens to that man how. I'm going to be accused of the murder. I'll deal with the police and go to jail.


If I go to jail?


What about my mom and college.


Everything's gonna get fucked up.


My brain kept spinning because of the endless panic. Understandably I just this time witnessed a murder that I think is very inhumane. And I'm the only witness who clearly saw the murder.


Not long after her family came.


"son, mature suwun yes has taken my husband to the hospital.I do not know if there is no way my husband may not be helped anymore" said the mother crying.


My guess is wrong, his family is not creepy with what I imagine.


"yes ma'am, we should have helped each other, besides I also accidentally saw my mother's husband lying in the street" I replied.


"do you know the man who wanted to kill my husband? did you get to see her?" ask the mother in her tears.


But when I wanted to answer the mother's question, suddenly came a doctor who was looking for the family of the man.


"son, you wait here first yes, I want to see a doctor first" the mother ordered me.


I just replied with a nod.


My phone rang again, Elsa called me again. I picked up Elsa's phone as I stepped out of the hospital.


In the corridor I saw a little boy talking to a grown man.


I witnessed their familiarity and made myself unable to focus on the conversation we were having.


"sa, like I can't join the lecture for tonight deh, later you just record the show so I can watch it later at home" I asked elsa and then hung up.


The man is seen letting the child alone by stripping off a smile that contains meaning.


Even the boy did not hesitate to reply with a smile.


The boy looked disabled even he was wearing a wheelchair.


The look on his face revealed that he did not want to part. My empathy grew and I was challenged to meet him, because of the pity that churned in my chest.


then I approached the boy.


"hay, what's your name little adek?"


ask the boy.


the boy kindly replied "*my name is rehan brother".


"oh rehan, where's your mother? why is it alone*?"


ask again.


Suddenly the boy was crying.


Oh no!


What happened to him.


I kept trying in various ways to keep her from crying, but failed.


And she kept crying.


Until I was desperate and sorry for making it this way, though I also did not know clearly where my mistakes were.


And the boy said, saying,


"my parents are dead, yesterday we had an accident.they've left me alone"


God, how heart-wrenching is this child's statement. I was hit not playing to hear it. Spontaneously I immediately covered my mouth with my palm because I had to witness the sadness of the child who was crying over the departure of his parents, even though he had a smile with a man. Like I forgot something a year ago. Because of my mistake, he became sad again.


I regret.


"forgive me brother son, brother does not know that your parents are gone" I said while trying to calm him down.


But she kept crying, making me even more confused.


"let's just call your brother!"


my timpal walked in frustration.


"don't! he's not my brother!" his reply.


Then his crying was not heard anymore.


thank goodness, insinuation.


"keep that guy ready for you if it's not your brother?"


"You look like sister" I said.


"he's the doctor who took care of me, he saved my life.he's willing to fight with other doctors so that my leg is not amputated, so that I still have my legs intact" he replied smiling.


"oh like that, hopefully you get well soon, son. brother go first" I replied to the boy and then I stroked his hair.


I smiled looking at the boy, then looked at the empty air in the direction where the man was going.


The doctor?


rehan's?


The doctor's name is rehan.


He's very good with this boy.


Lately I have found many doctors who are sincere and good at caring for their patients.


Although only a word and story, but I played a direct role as a character who believes just like that with empty air.


"hey!" my screeches.


He's already gone.


Hopefully he's not the same person who helped mom first.


Because I wish all doctors well and not for one person.