I Love You Dr. Chicanery

Investigation dr. Ali

"Now!" I gave the invitation to the midwife of Lastri and the midwife of Eva.

"What is this, Doc?" ask them stunned.

"You said ask for an exclusive invitation. That's why I also ask for an exclusive gift."I said.

"Oh my God, oh my God! So really married, Doc? Same with Mahfudz?" ask midwife Eva doesn't believe it.

"Yes that. Thanks to the mouth of your bucket, I was proposed until the news spread to all corners of the hospital. So I had to marry her, right?"

"God, forced or really love? The doctor likes to swallow. Though everyone knows the expression of love in the canteen" said the midwife Lastri

"That VK means historic space donk now, Tri? Because that's where the first Raya doctor was lamar Mahfudz. Isn't that right, Doc?"eva Goda.

"And we're witnesses, hahaha"

"Udah, ah. You guys are from yesterday-yesterday only I'm usually seduced."I scowled. "Come anyway, watch out if it doesn't come."

"Ready, Doctor!!!"

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Pov Mahfudz

I racked my brain how to get dr. Ali didn't bother me on my wedding day. I know he's a little sneaky. I'm afraid he'll use an unusual method so I can't attend my own wedding.

But I suddenly had an idea when I saw Professor walking along with dr. Ali's headed for the room. This is my chance to give this invitation to him in front of the professor so he can't do anything.

I knocked on the door of Professor's room. From inside came the Professor's voice with his distinctive voice inviting in.

"Get in!!!"

I opened the door and found them sitting on the couch.

"Oh, Mahfouz. It so happens that you came. We also happened to be talking about you young doctors who will be assigned to a networking hospital in the district. Sit down!"the professor said he would allow sitting.

Aduuh means there will be service outside this city. I hope they don't point at me.

Dr. Ali looked calm facing me. I don't know what he's thinking about me right now.

"Ru-mah sa-kit je-ja-ring? I-tu me-na-rik se-ka-li, Prof. Ja-di a-pa-kah ba-nyak who a-kan di-ki-rim to sa-na?"my many.

"Not everything. Someone has to stay in this hospital too. I also plan to send you there. There you will also get a lot of new knowledge and experience. Not too long ago, at least only about 2 weeks in each hospital network" Professor explained straightforwardly to me.

"Oh, be-gi-tu huh?"

I started to think hard about finding a solution to how my marriage and koas could work properly without having to sacrifice one of them.

"Why? You can't?" Ali asked cynically to me. "You should start learning professionally from now on. Free smart if you can not uphold professionalism in running the job."

Professor Ayyub looked at me. "Why Mahfudz? Can't you? Or maybe you and Raya...."

The professor seemed to be able to guess what my problem was.

I nodded and took out an invitation from my backpack. Professor especially dr. Ali was surprised to see it.

"Sa-ya and dr.- Ra-ya a-kan ha-ri Ming-gu, Prof. Ha-ri i-tu sa-ya li-bur. Un-tuk pe-nu-ga-san in ru-mah sa-kit je-ja-ring, mo-hon be-ri sa-ya pe-nang-gu-han sam-pai u-ru-san per-ni-ka-han sa-ya se-le-sai."I said with a very firm plea.

Dr. Ali looked at me not like it.

"Why should an educational hospital care about your personal affairs? If you want to get married, get married. It's not a hospital business. But if you want to be privileged. You want to be given an exemption from another young doctor just because you want to get married, isn't that outrageous? Who told you to get married when koas who? You know the risk, especially in the division of time between responsibilities in the hospital and family at home, there must be something to sacrifice. That is why many doctors who choose to complete education first and then get married. Then why do you have to hurry? Now feel the consequences yourself"

Dr. Ali seemed content to lecture me in front of the professor.

"Sa-ya ta-u tu-gas and tang-gung ja-wab sa-ya se-ba-gai co-as-sis-ten. Ta-pi sa-ya ju-ga me-mi-li-ki jan-ji which ha-rus sa-ya te-pa-ti deng-an se-o-rang wa-ni-ta which sa-ya cin-ta-i. Yes-ng sa-ya pi-lih se-ba-gai pen-dam-ping hi-dup sa-ya. And so-yes ti-dak a-kan to make him de-mi a-pa too. Sa-ya ha her min-ta pe-nang-gu-han sam-pai a-ca-ra per-ni-ka-han sa-ya se-le-sai. It was i-tu sa-ya a-kan sul-sul di-nas lu-ar ko-ta to ru-mah sa-kit je-ja-ring" I said.

"How dare you refuse the professor's request. Are you ready not to graduate?"ask dr. Ali sharp. He seemed offended and unhappy with my answer.

"Ka-lau sa-ya ti-dak lu-lus, sa-ya bi-sa me-ngul-ang kem-ba-li sta-se IPD la-in wak-tu, Dok-ter. Ta-pi ka-lau per-ni-ka-han sa-ya ga-gal, mung-kin sa-ya ti-dak a-kan per-nah his pu-sem-pa-tan la-gi un-tuk me-ni-ka-hi ga-dis which is so cin-***. Ca-lon in-law sa-ya te-gas in-am hal i-ni" I whispered in the last sentence that made Professor Ayyub laugh out loud.

"Hahaha...!!!! Mahfouz... Mahfouz.... You are really... All right, I'll give you some time until your wedding is over. Let the other young doctor go first to the hospital. You can follow after marriage. But until the day H you still have to work here. I don't want the other young doctors to be jealous and think I'm favoritism to you. How's Mahfudz?"

"Y-yes, Prof. Sa-ya. Te-ri-ma ka-sih" I replied.

Dr. Ali snorted annoyed at me.

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Pov Ali's

I put the phone down after finishing the phone call a moment ago. The call was from one of the young doctors sent to the central networking hospital a few days ago.

I stared at the clock on the wall that just showed at half-six in the morning. This one time they called me because of the gravity of the case. I'm still wearing a sarong I haven't taken off since dawn prayers.

For a moment I saw a picture on my bedside table. There's a picture of the three of me with my late wife Tya and our son Rayhan. The real child is not my flesh and blood. But I can care as much as my own son. Next to the picture frame is a photo of Arraya, our tiny baby who is still a month old. Immediately looking at the photo I felt full of myself and positioned myself to be the parents of the child with pleura TB. I can't imagine what it's like to lose these kids while I know what it's like to lose Tya, painful even if I marry her not out of love. Our children whose names my wife takes from the name of Raya. The person he admired and obsessed with to the point of having to seize his lover Kingdom is me. Miris is our way of life.

And tomorrow Raya will marry the boy. It's funny, when I'm already established, want to marry her, but she prefers a koas boy whose future isn't clear.

I remember the words of that boy that he said with great difficulty because he was speechless.

[If I don't pass I can repeat again at the IPD stage at a later time, but if my marriage fails maybe I will never be able to marry the girl I love again. My in-laws are firm on this matter]

Yes really! I was offended when he said that. It was like it was aimed at me. I wasted Raya and now I have no chance to go back to her. Had Raya been willing, Ummik would definitely not have agreed.

Ahahoo! suddenly I had a brilliant idea. I smiled and immediately got up from my seat, grabbing the towel. I have to go to the hospital this morning.

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Pov Mahfudz

"You're the one getting married?" Gogo, my obligatory patient is stunned to see the invitation. This morning, as usual, I followed her routine.

I smiled, "I'm ta-u ba-pak not bi-sa da-tang, I said, ta-pi si-what ta-u a-da te-man or ke-lu-ar-ga ba-pak ma-u ha-dir in a-ca-ra per-ni-ka-han-ku a-ku a-kan sa-ngat se-nang"I said.

I got a pat on the back of my head. Gogo's patients are used to doing that to me. It didn't really hurt that much but somehow it felt like it was treated that way.

"Don't call me father, g*block! Call me brother! Come to think of it, we are similar. My name is Gogo, you are doctor Gagu. Our good looks are also 11-12. Call me brother!" said

"Handsome where's bang from? Indeed the brother is more handsome a little, the doctor Mahfud looks a lot" said his friend giggling before glared at Gogo.

I'm laughing a little. "Ba-ik-lah-bang, ka-lau a-da who is as per da tang, da-tang-lah" I said.

I just turned around to follow up patients again, when I saw dr. Ali's standing at the door of the ward. Apparently he saw me there.

"Follow up is just a long time ago, Mahfudz. Come on, come with me!"bring him.

Whoa, what's going on? Dr. Where is Ali taking me? Tumben this early he's already in the hospital.

I with the questions in my heart still obediently followed him. He took me to walk to the parking lot.

"We're going to a networking hospital now, Mahfudz. You brought the ambulance"

Dr. Ali threw an ambulance key at me and I spontaneously caught him.

"Ta-pi, Doc....!" I'm about to protest.

The hospital was quite far away while tomorrow was my wedding day and I was traumatized by the car.

"I know you're getting married tomorrow. You think I'm gonna derail your marriage by kidnapping you, what a childish cihhh" he said. "There are children's patients in the hospital network. Suffering from pleural TB, the fluid in his lungs had to be aspirated while there was no pediatric lung specialist there. I need to get there as soon as possible. I can't bring a car because I'm afraid of soybeans on the road"

He looked at me who still didn't believe him.

"Where it takes only 4 hours, 4 hours to get home. Just 8 hours. Performs the action for at most 3 hours. If we leave so early now at most later in the afternoon the longest night we have arrived here. You can rest the night, get married tomorrow. I won't interrupt your wedding. I'm not that big of a boy, believe me!"he said he was trying to convince me.

"La-lu ke-na-pa ha-rus pa-ke am-bu-lance da-ri si-ni ka-lau tin-da-isnya di-sa-na?Ke-na-pa didn't pa-ke so-pir am-bu-lance a-tau so-pir la-in her? I-I ti-dak bi-sa ba-wa mo-bil dok-ter!"reject me.

"The professor said you could bring a car. That accident that made you lose your normal voice, it was you who brought the car, right? You are just traumatized. It can't not. We'll take the ambulance just in case. The equipment there is inadequate. Ambulance they are also incomplete medical devices" said dr. Ali explained.

I looked at him sharply. I knew I was traumatized still being forced to bring a car. It's dr. What does Ali want?

"Yu su-dah ta-u ta-pi ma-sih me-nyu-ruh-ku ba-wa mo-bil? Ka-mu i-ngin a-ku ma-ti-ce-la-ka-an dok-ter?"I just can't believe it.

Dr. Ali laughing.

"I'm not that stupid. If you die, I'll die too, right? The trauma should not be saved but treated. Bring the car, I will help you occasionally if you have trouble carrying it. Believe me, I had no other choice. There are two ambulance drivers in the hospital. But another one's on leave. The other one had to stay in the hospital. I don't have time to find a call driver"

I was worried about deciding. What if this is because there's an obstacle to my marriage tomorrow?

"Come, Mahfudz. This concerns the life of a 9-year-old child. You don't pity?"

I'm still silent.

"Yes, if not. I'll just go alone and bring the car."

Dr. Ali was about to take the ambulance key out of my hand. But I didn't give it. I immediately circled the ambulance and opened the door to the wheel. I wait for dr. Ali was still dumb to the point of entering and sitting next to me. I haven't even had a morning shower.

Yes, Allah ease my business to marry Raya tomorrow! Do not let there be obstacles. I'm doing this for humanity. For the sake of helping your other servants, my prayers are in my heart.

"Thank you, Fud!"said dr. Ali's.