I Love You Dr. Chicanery

The darling? It's bullshit!

"Dek, help me put up the NGT donk hose!" pinta was one of the nurses when I just wanted to go back to the koas' room.

In this interna the young doctor was given a special room koas. Perhaps the goal is to be more easily contacted if at any time the koas are needed given the high level of mobility in this department.

"OKs. Ta-pi is i-tu a-ku bo-leh back to ka-mar-ku du-lu right? A-ku ma-u man-di and ma-kan ju-ga. I-ni su-dah so-re" I said.

"Yes. No problem. Just help sister for a second. The patient is a bit fat. So want to raise the position of his head a little difficult. The patient is not aware of it."

"OKs. A-yo"me.

I followed the nurse to the ICU. After doing some sterilization procedures I immediately helped him install the NGT (Nasogastric Tube) hose on the unconscious patient. One of the functions of NGT is as a tool for patients who have difficulty swallowing or do not have the ability to eat through the mouth. So all nutrients either in the form of food or drugs are given through a tube inserted through the nose continues into the esophagus until it enters the stomach.

This patient is a meningitis patient with a coma alias unconscious. Next to him sat his wife and one son who was about 11 years old. Her eyes were blackened by crying too much.

"You're the one who put up, Dek" said the nurse's sister to give me a chance.

As someone who is thirsty for knowledge of course I accept this opportunity. By capitalizing on the theory while still in FK and guidance from the nurse's sister I was finally able to install the NGT hose correctly even though the installation was very much more difficult than the theory. Especially with the condition of the unconscious patient.

"Ok, deck. Thanks yeah!"the nurse said as I was gluing the plaster to the hose to attach to the patient's nose. The goal is that the NGT hose does not shift from its position.

"Sister, yes first. Hasty too. Later you clean up the plastic trash. In front is a dumpster" he said.

Strange, I helped him but he left first. But yes, I thought. I immediately collected the NGT hose wrap and other trash that the nurse did not take away.

Suddenly the patient's wife pulled my arm. "So, my husband still has hope of recovery, right?"tanyanya.

I caught the look of a very sad face from the mother. And what I thought at the time was that I wanted to erase the sadness on that mother's face.

"In-sha-Allah, Mom. Mother ban-tu de-ngan do-a. Ha-ra-pan i-tu se-la-lu a-da." I said trying to give strength to the patient's wife.

Mother wiped her tears. It seemed that his heart was calmer as I said those words of comfort.

"Dok-ter's bi-su?" tanyakanya.

I smiled, choosing not to answer that question.

"Sa-ya be-gi-ni because of the ce-la-ka-an i-tu. Ka-kak sa-ya. Sa-ya ju-ga ha-mpir. But li-hat-lah Al-be-ri-kan sa-ya ke-sem-pa-tan second me-la-lui do-a-do-a ma-ma sa-ya. Ja-di i-bu ja-ngan pu-tus a-sa, do-a sa-ja yang y-ik, ma'am."

The mother held her head up. "Doctor's right. I cannot despair. I will wish my husband the best to be healed soon. Thanks, Doctor!"

"Aaa-myin. Sa-ma-sa-ma, Mom!"I said.

It feels happy to encourage others who are down.

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Pov Raya

"When, you said you had a friend who stayed inside, right?"I asked Kartika. My new koas.

"Yes, Doc! Why why?"tanyakanya.

"Can I ask you and your friend for help?"

"What do you want, Doc?"

I took a breath and explained my wish to her.

"Hmmm.... I'm gonna ask him, okay, Doc?" hesitated answer.

I'm nodding.

Mahfudz is very difficult to contact. Why is he so busy surpassing the real doctor? Even many times I contacted him not at all lifted. Dichat is also not at all read. I got depressed thinking about it. Didn't Ali make any sense of him holding a cell phone? Our wedding is 7 days away. Why does it seem like this isn't important to him? If it is not that important, why did he invite me to marry and accept Ummik's request. Why does this koas seem to dominate his life so much?

I sighed looking at the paper bag with the invitation printed on the floor near my desk. Next to her was her groom's shirt. The funny thing is that the wedding dress was measured by the size of Fuad's body, its twin, because their body size was almost the same. I even sewed my wedding dress with Mahfudz alone onto the boutique. I was also alone in my shirt fittings. And now I have to give you that shirt so Mahfudz can try it. Fit or not. There are still a few days to fix it if the size of the clothes does not match. And I also had to hand over some invitations with the name of an empty destination, so that Mahfudz could give them to his friends, acquaintances or even his patients.

I have to see him. And for that I need the help of Kartika's friend at Interna.

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I had finished my bath and was ready to return to my duties and responsibilities as a young doctor. Actually the thought of contacting Raya after finishing eating. But at that time I just remembered that my phone was tucked in the nurse station from this morning to recharge the battery.

"Sir, you're Mahfudz right?"ask a nurse.

"Well"wanted.

"So dr. Aaron said you must not forget to give obau diuretic as soon as possible to patients on behalf of Mr. Gogo. Don't be late" the nurse reminded me.

"Y-yes, Brother!"my answer.

After unplugging my HP, I rushed into Mr.'s room. Gogo to give diuretic drugs. The market thug seemed lucky to have kidney failure that he had not reached the final stage so he did not need to do dialysis. He only needs to take drugs intensively both kidney failure drugs and heart drugs.

As I walked down the corridor I saw two nurses pushing the patient over the gurney. I noticed a mother and her child following the nurses. Oh, my God, that's it... The mother I was on vacation with?

The mother was seen crying bitterly as she continued walking with her son following the gurney carrying her husband's body. Her crying felt so heartbreaking. Seeing me when I cross paths with them made Mother pause and cry for a moment.

The mother cried roaring and walked back leaving me glued along the corridor.

I feel speechless. I feel guilty, why do I give her words of hope even though I know the condition of her husband when I read the patient monitor in the ICU? That time it occurred to me just wanted to give her strength But who would have thought the words of comfort from me even more hurt her who already hoped her husband still had hope of recovery?

I feel guilty, Lord! How can I take away Mother's suffering? Because of me he's suffering.

My heart was very troubled and suddenly felt lethargic. My fault.

"Mahfud!!!!" In the midst of my turmoil, someone called. I'm turning.

A boy at Interna called me. I don't know what his name is. It must be different room with me.

"You're Mahfudz, right?"tanyakanya.

I'm nodding. I still feel sad that I can't ignore.

"Dr. Ali's calling you on the roof right now"

Now then? But I have to give Mr. medicine. Gogo.

"Ka-rang? For-tuk a-pa?"my many.

"Yes, it's now. The future of the year? How do I know what it is for? I was just told to call it" he said as he passed away.

What is dr. Ali called me there? This is the usual place of dr. Come if there is any more trouble. Do they have any memories on the roof and dr. Ali wants to show me and make me jealous?

I don't think I've given Mr. Gogo any medicine. But yes, who called dr. Ali too. Who told me to hold Mr. Gogo as a patient. Let me meet you for a minute. I wonder what he wants, too.

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I was stunned when I got on the roof. There is no dr. Ali's. There was only a woman looking down at the street in front of the hospital.

He's dr. Raya. Even if I only saw her from behind, I would recognize her right away. Suddenly I felt angry and played with.

"Eh, have you come, Fud?" he said while smiling at me. He realized my presence.

That smile was like an oasis in the middle of the desert to me. My anger's subsiding a little. But I remember I should have been giving Mr. Gogo medicine now.

"Ka_mu nga_pain on this guy? Ke-na-pa ka-mu bi-sa me-nyu-ruh a-nak ko-as in-ter-na mang-gil-ku to si-ni and ke-na-pa ha-rus bo-hong?" I don't like it.

Dr. Raya seemed to realize my displeasure at her imprecise presence.

"I've been calling you since this morning, but you didn't pick up. You haven't called me since you've been busy at Interna."

"My V-C ka-mu be-be-ra-pa ma-lam which la-lu ta-pi Um-mik which is ang-kat" I said in self-defense.

"That's because I chatted first. If I don't tell you, do you remember telling me? I chatted you a few times, but you didn't reply! Is that as busy as you are until you don't have a chance to reply to my every chat?"

I'm so busy I always don't have a chance to reach him. Sometimes I'd rather leave HP in a koas room than take him to and fro. I was once scolded by dr. Aaron only because he was caught playing HP when I was reply to WA mama chat about the wedding dress and the handover that will be given to Raya. At that time I could only leave all my business to Mama. I really don't have time even for myself.

"Yes-u-dah. I-i'm min-ta ma-af. Ta-pi a-ku ha-rus per-gi se-ka-rang. A-da pa-si-en In-ter-na ha-rus ku-ber-i o-bat se-ka-rang."

"Mahfudz! I've been telling others to lie to call you here, is this all you can tell me?"

"I don't-dak me-nyu-ruh-mu bo-hong and a-ku t-dak su-ka ka-mu bo-hong" I was angry. "Ad-a pa-sien the san-gat m-bu-tuh-kan a-ka-rang!Ta-pi ka-re-na your ka-nyu-ruh o-rang lie to tell dr.- A-li a-da in si-ni, ma-ka her a-ku si-ni. Ke-se-la-ma-tan pa-si-en a-dal-ah prio-ri-tas, isn't it your bi-lang be-git-u?"

"Oh, so because of Ali you obediently came here. And you're disappointed that I'm here. So if Ali's here, your patients aren't a priority. Alright I understand! These are traits you love your job so much. You're workaholic. Just like Ali left me because I was tempted by a promising career in the internal medicine department. She loved internal medicine so much that she would rather leave me...."

"I-I'm not as-per-ti i-tu. Ja-ngan sa-ma-kan a-ku de-ngan di-a. Ka-u ti-dak me-nger-ti po-si-si-ku."

I seemed to be in vain explaining all this to her. Let me leave him first, I have to go to Mr. Gogo first, give medicine. I can apologize and persuade Raya later.

I turned my body around and I'm leaving. And that made Raya even more angry.

"Wait a minute, Mahfudz! I'm not done yet." He chased me and intercepted me.

"I was here because I missed you. I want to meet my Mahfudz. I brought this as my reason, but it turned out to be useless at all." he said desperately while putting 2 paper bags in front of me.

I could look into it. It looks like it contains an invitation and a wedding dress?

"You hurt my feelings Mahfudz. I feel like I'm the only one who wants to get married here. I'm the only one who wants this wedding. I take care of everything myself. Ye? You're just busy with your work as a koas. You're just busy with Ali and his patients. I also have a lot of patients to take care of but I still take the time to take care of this marriage alone. And, I don't want to marry myself at the wedding later. Let's just end this stupid wedding!!"said angry.

"Ra-yeah...."

I should try to persuade him. This is so fucked up. I didn't expect him to be this angry.

"Call me dr. Raya as usual. You don't have to call me by what name? Darling?" He laughed, sounding frustrated. "That's bullshit!"

Just this time I heard him talk that hard.

She went. I tried to catch up to him but it didn't seem to work. So I went back again to pick up the paper bag containing the invitation card and the wedding dress she left on the roof.

I feel so bad today!