Hate Is Love's
dr. Aqeels
Zar's car stopped in front of his house. Arsy came down and went inside the house. He immediately brought Nara's ordered cake to the kitchen. There the mother was rearranging her kitchen. Zar who had just entered went straight into the kitchen. Take a cold drink and then take it to the end.
“Ma.. earlier the jutek made trouble,” Zar started complaining to Nara.
“What problems?”
“He attacked Irzal. He accused Irzal copet. Though Irzal who helped him nangkep copet.”
“Bener Sy?”
“Basic snitcher!”
While stomping her feet Arsy came out of the kitchen. He chose to go to the middle room. Search for a television channel worth watching. Kenzie joined him shortly. In the kitchen, Zar was struggling with his cell phone. After getting what he wanted, the man immediately headed for the living room.
“Pa.. sayin same son papa tuh. Apologize if you've done it wrong.”
“Bacot powder, lo!” pissed Arsy.
“What is this?”
“Kata Zar, Arsy fought with Irzal,” Nara came from the kitchen while carrying the cake that his children had bought.
“True Sy?”
“Yes where do I know that it's him.”
“Ck.. have been wrong to mulu.”
Zar picks up his phone, then he plays a video that Zaldy, an IT expert at his office sent. The video was obtained from cctv footage from the scene. The man gave Kenzie his cell phone. The curious Nara sat down next to her husband.
“That's who pa?” ask Zar.
“This is Irzal right?” ask Kenzie while looking at Zar.
“Tuh papa who saw from the recording cctv aja already know if it is Irzal. Well, Elo who faced directly with him, even did not recognize. Bener said Irzal, your eyes are problematic.”
“Truly rese yes, lo!”
“Already.”
Kenzie immediately injured his two children who were struggling. The man returned the phone to Zar. He then grabbed the princess' shoulder. Arsy just lowered his head. In his heart he admitted to making a mistake.
“Sy.. papa ever say what's the same to you?” Kenzie looked at his daughter.
“Must dare to apologize if wrong.”
“What did you do earlier, right or wrong?”
“Salah.”
“So you know how to?”
Arsy just nodded his head. But he still did not willingly have to apologize to that annoying man. You can imagine how he would react.
“You know that Eagle is papa's colleague. Irzal is also now working on cooperation with your daddy. So you have to be wise. Papa believes, Irzal will not feel revenge for what you did. But that doesn't mean you can just leave. You still have to say sorry and thank you. Understand?”
“Iya, pa.”
“Now eaten first cake.”
Nara gave small plates of cookies and gave them to her husband and two children. While eating the cake, Arsy still thought of the right time to apologize to Irzal. But it's definitely not today, because he has to be on duty in the hospital.
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The atmosphere of the IGD hospital of Ibn Sina is relatively quiet for today. Arsy who has finished changing clothes, immediately headed for IGD. Seen some of his colleagues, just sitting casually in front of the nurse's desk. Some patients treated with IGD also appear relaxed. Some are lying down waiting for the infusion to run out, some are bandaged wounds. Or someone has a casual conversation with their family.
The conversation at the nurse's desk caught Arsy's attention. Their faces looked serious. Arsy immediately stepped his foot there. He also wondered what they were talking about.
“So the child who yesterday was taken to IGD victim KDRT?”
“Iya. His mother did not want to be a witness. Don't know fear or don't want her husband to be a suspect.”
“Now doctor Aqeel again asked questions yes?”
“Iya. There are their neighbors who report. If I were him, I would report. It's good to torture rich kids.”
“But can't beat his mother too. Once he was also a victim and was afraid to report.”
“Can be.”
Without even stumbling into the conversation, Arsy absorbs everything he hears. Yesterday he did hear that there was a child patient who got pneumothorax.
Everyone on the nurse's desk turned his head to the door, when from the inside appeared doctor Aqeel along with the police officer who did not wear his office clothes. They walked to the nurse's desk.
“Suster Mirna is there?” ask Aqeel to the nurse on duty.
“Suster Mirna today off, doc.”
“Can I request a phone number or home address?” ask the man next to Ajeel.
“After, sir.”
“Thank you for the cooperation dr. Aqeel,” the man reached out to the handsome doctor.
“Sama-sama, sir. If you still need information, please come anytime.”
“Sya, doc. Thank you.”
The police officer nodded his head at everything on the nurse's desk and walked out of the IGD. Feeling that there was nothing to talk about anymore, Aqeel immediately left the IGD. Arsy ran after the doctor.
“Dok..”
“Ya.”
“Child victims of KDRT what's okay?”
“Iya. She's been moved to the treatment room.”
“Sgratitude.”
“You have no work?”
“As doctor see, IGD deserted.”
Just as Arsy's sentence was finished, an ambulance came close to the entrance of the IGD. Arsy cursed her words just now. It is a sacred word that is forbidden to be mentioned in the IGD. According to the myth that developed in this hospital, every one who said that, then the patient will come bertubi. And it seems that myth is true. Arsy immediately ran back to IGD. Aqeel only smiled at a glance, then continued his footsteps again.
Three ambulances and two pick-ups stopped in front of the IGD. The nurses immediately came out to welcome the patients who came. Same with the coas. They pushed the blankar to move the patient that the ambulance was carrying.
“What case is this?” arsy asked the medics.
“Toxification in hajatan.”
Arsy also pushed blankar into the IGD, followed by other blankars. From the direction of the pick up car also appeared some people who looked limp. They had just been vomiting after eating a buffet at a wedding. The originally deserted IGD room began to boisterously visited by patients.
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Arsy sat his body in one of the chairs. His head slid against the wall behind him. The girl was letting go of her fatigue. He treated nearly ten poisoning patients. Their situation could finally be saved. Some have entered the treatment room, some have been allowed to go home. His eyes stared at the clock on his wrist. Time has shown at half eleven o'clock in the evening. That means, another half hour of her shift is complete.
Her eyes opened when her cheeks were cold. He saw Aqeel was sticking a cold canned drink on his cheek while throwing a thin smile. Arsy took the drink and opened it. Aqeel sat himself down by the girl's side while sipping his drink.
“After your shift is finished?”
“Yes, doc.”
“I also want to go home. Let me take you home.”
“Ngga ngerepotin, doc?”
“Ngga. Anyway our house is unidirectional, right?”
“Yes, doc.”
Arsy gulped down the fruit-flavored drink Aqeel gave him. Whether the taste of the drink is sweet or the person who gives it Aqeel, Arsy feels the drink is sweet and refreshing.
“How about the poisoning victims patients?” ask Aqeel. His hand threw the empty can in his hand at the trash can that was in front of him. Once throw the can directly into the trash.
“Alhamdulillah everything is safe, doc. Some are already allowed home.”
“Sgratitude.”
The situation is back in silence. Aqeel was indeed a person who rarely spoke, except with certain people. Arsy is grateful, he can be a part of these people, although their intensity is still fairly rare.
“You've already determined what it will take later for residency?”
“Numbered, doc. Still thought.”
“You're a smart kid. I hope you can choose the right specialization later.”
“Sya, doc. If the family wants it I take internal medicine. But it doesn't seem like my passion.”
“Do not be affected by family. Choose a specialty according to your own passion.”
“Yes, doc.”
Ajeel looked at the clock on her wrist. Time has shown eleven less than ten minutes. The man stood up from his seat. Before leaving he looked at Arsy for a moment.
“Wait for me at the front door of the lobby.”
“Yes, doc.”
The man then moved his leg. He walked towards his room on the third floor. Before he came home, he changed his clothes first. Shortly after, Arsy stood up. He went back to the IGD. Spend the rest of the time there. While handing over work with the next coas.
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**Well, Arsy likes who.
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