I Love You Dr. Chicanery

The Past with Ali

"Doctor! Dr. Is it okay?"

The staff and some people in the waiting room came straight to me who were vomiting. Some people led me to a chair to sit down and calm me down. But I still want to vomit again. I immediately rushed to my room. In the toilet in my room I vomited so much that my stomach felt empty and my body felt weak.

"Doctor, is it okay?"

Dwi, one of the FO staffers came to me in my room and gave me eucalyptus oil.

I'm shaking.

"Please get CS to clear my vomit up front, Dwi. Well, I'm gonna be your ngerepotin, right?"

"Dr. Don't tell me that, ah! Dr. That's not nerepotin. The evil one sent the package. Who would have thought the doc would have sent the package so to the doctor?" tanyanya.

I'm shaking. In my mind, he might be Ali. Last time I went to his room I knew he was coming to my wedding without seeing me. And it's only natural that I suspect he's the dead cat's delivery man?

Soon I rushed out again. I saw in the waiting room cleaning service was done cleaning my vomit.

"I'm sorry, Mom! I'm taking nicotine," I said.

"That's okay, Doc!" said the cleaning service.

The cleaning service immediately picked up and brought a box containing the carcass of the cat.

"Mas, wait a minute!" call me.

"I'm asking for this for a minute" I said and grabbed the box from the hand of cleaning service.

Immediately I went to take the box to the internal medicine department. I have to see Ali! He can intimidate me like this. What's my fault with her?

In the corridor I met Mahfudz and his friend.

"Sa-yang, are you ka-pa-in in si-ni?" ask Mahfudz.

I feel like I'm going to cry seeing it. But I chose not to answer. I kept walking emotionally towards Ali's room. Mahfudz followed me after giving his friend the understanding to go first.

"Ra-yeah, are you k-ena-pa, a-pa i-tu?" he pointed at the box I was carrying.

I really don't care to answer anymore. Arriving in front of Ali's room. I bang on that door hard. Mahfudz was surprised to see me. He was worried about my attitude.

"Lake in!" ali's tone of voice was also seen astonished to know who was banging on the door of his room that loud.

I immediately opened the doorknob hard. I angrily looked at him who was sitting reading some of the sheets of paper that I don't know what they contained.

I put the cardboard on the table right in front of him.

"What's that?" tanyanya's confused.

I smiled at him with an unreasonable look.

"You want to know?" my many.

I unscrewed the cardboard and showed it to Ali. Ali looked to throw his face away, as if he could not bear to see it.

"God .... Stop playing in front of me!" I said fed up. "You sent this for me what purpose? You want to stress me out? You want to intimidate me?!!" angry shout.

"What do you mean Raya? I never sent you that! You think I don't have the sense to do that to animals to keep sending it to you? Make what?" his reply.

"That's exactly what I want to know, why are you doing all that? You're vengeful for me? You hate Mahfudz?"

Mahfudz touched my shoulder to calm me down.

"You seem eager to ruin my life and my marriage. Yesterday you also provoked Mahfudz in the canteen right? You made her think I was cheating on her with her twin sister. Only you saw me hand over the USG print to Fuad ...."

Ali was stunned to hear me.

"Raya, I don't make music ...."

"What's my fault with you? What's wrong with Mahfudz? Did he take me from you? Realize Ali, before I knew Mahfudz, we were over a long time ago. He didn't take anyone from you! Why are you treating us like this? When you married Tya, did I ever interrupt your life with Tya? Why are you disturbing my life like this? Can't you just consider me someone else? Let's just say I never existed!" frustrated scream.

"I can't!!!" yelling Ali no less loudly makes me and Mahfud shocked.

I can't believe this. It looks like Ali's gone crazy! I saw the sight of Mahfudz who also looked annoyed at Ali. He began to hold my hand and prepared to take me away from there.

"I can't consider you someone else! I can't stop loving you! I can't forget you! You know why?"shouted at me. "Mahfudz, do you know why?"

Mahfudz looked at Ali with a defiant look. He waited for Ali's reason, why the man still loved his wife.

Ali brought himself closer to me, very close. He said right in front of me.

"Because I know, you still love me Raya!"

I was stunned to hear his words. Ali this really doesn't make sense. Mahfudz who heard it also seemed impatient and wanted to hit Ali if I didn't hold him back.

"You're right! I threw you out and left you for Tya, and a medical degree. But why won't you let me go? You're the one I don't want to throw away!"

"Origin! You don't make it there!" I said fed up. "I've been taking you off for a long time, I've been letting you down. Don't provoke my relationship with Mahfudz!"

Ali laughed chuckling.

"Why? Are you afraid your husband doesn't trust you anymore? You're afraid he knows his wife's hypocrisy? Admit at least to yourself, if you still love me Kingdom, it may not be too late for us to return to our feelings. I can accept you for who you are, even if you're already pregnant with someone else's child!"

Until there Mahfudz can no longer hold back his emotions.

"Breng-sek! Be-ra-ni se-ka-li ka-u ka-ka be-gi-tu in my de-pan!"

A punch landed on Ali's face. Ali couldn't take it. He hit Mahfudz.

"I'm not talking to you! You don't interfere! It's between me and the Kingdom!"

The fight is inevitable. I tried to break them. After I had separated them I wanted to take Mahfud from there.

"Why didn't you accept Hawa's in-laws' offer to work at Medika Rahayu's hospital? Medika Rahayu is much larger than Medika Alert. I heard you were even recommended to work at the central hospital in the capital. Why Ray?"

The deg! My heart was suddenly pounding. That's the heartbeat of the past. I don't want Mahfudz to hear it.

"I just want to work to my ability and competence without the recommendation of people I know. What do you think?" tanyaku.

Ali looked at me no less cynically. "You're still a hypocrite to the end. There's only one reason you're rejecting it all. You still love me. You still want to see me, you want to be by my side. Even the truth is that it hurts me to marry Tya, Professor Ayyub's granddaughter, and she always bothers you. You're staying in this hospital because of me, because you love me, right?"

Oh, dearGod. My tears are like falling. It reminds me of those days. I clasped Mahfudz's hand tightly. Trying to hold him back from the actions he would regret if he attacked Ali.

"You still don't want to admit it? You still go to the roof if you are sad. Last time Tya died, I scolded you with inappropriate words when you came home. I really regret it really .... I chased you when you came home. I know you're going straight to the roof. Right, you were there. With Mahfudz. You got Mahfudz married where we used to be. A place we often go to, and spend hours there."

Until there I started getting angry. What does it mean to say it all in front of Mahfudz. It's just the past.

"Omong empty ..." I muttered.

"You told Mahfudz that marrying anyone you're fine as long as it's not with me. So you want to repay me, Ray? You married Mahfudz just wanting to repay your heartache to me? Alright. If heartache can only be avenged by heartache, marriage is reciprocated by marriage. I sincerely marry someone else. I'd love you to marry Mahfudz even if I had a chance to derail it if I wanted to. I even took her to a networking hospital the day before your wedding. She's late for your wedding because of me. You know?"

I looked at Mahfudz's face. That face could not cover the flush of disappointment on his face. He must feel like I'm making an escape right now. I clasped his hand tightly. Please don't trust him, baby!

Ali took my hand and held it.

"Please, Li!" I'm panicking right now. I tried to let go of my hand. But Ali won't let go.

Mahfud could not wait to see it. He pushed Ali hard to the table until the table shifted from his position. A punch floated on Ali's face.

"Ber-pi-kir se-ka-li la-gi se-be-lum ka-u be-ra-ni me-nyen-tuh is-tri o-rang la-in."

Mahfudz pulled me from there. He looks very angry. He took me to my room.

"Ja-ngan per-nah to in-ter-na la-gi" he said after sitting me in the chair.

"I went there with no intention. It's just because I can't take it anymore. Twice he's been killing me with a dead cat"

Mahfudz.

"Ja-ngan be-ra-ni to in-ter-na la-gi. I-ku.la-rang-mu. Ku-cing i-tu, bu-kan di-a pe-la-ku her."

"Then who?"

"En-that's fine. Lu-peakan. I-tu ha his o-rang i-seng"

I feel something has changed from Mahfudz's attitude.

"On Ali's words, you don't trust him, do you? She lies. I don't love him, baby! I just love you. Don't listen to him, will you?"

Mahfudz looked me in the eye. I almost looked down because I couldn't stand being stared at like that.

"You believe me, don't you?" my many. I really hope you really believe me.

Mahfud nodded, though I saw that there was a sense that he was hiding in that face.

I hugged her.

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Mahfudz. I sat there waiting for the anesthesiologist to come for a consultation about the patient's condition and any indications that may have occurred while the surgery was still in progress.

My thoughts were floating at some point on the roof of this hospital. Ali and I were both general practitioners at this hospital.

Ali is a person who enjoys learning. He likes to be on the roof when there is free time. Even after work, he always took his time there. Though there are only many clotheslines from the hospital laundry. But over time I knew he liked the place, because it was quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of hospital activity. Suitable for simply eliminating fatigue and boredom after 8 hours struggling with all hospital activities.

I like him because he's funny. Almost a year we had a relationship called courtship.

That afternoon I followed him to the roof. I have to meet him before I go home. Don't ask at that time either. I loved her.

He was sitting and leaning against the wall while reading a health journal about internal medicine.

"You done yet?" tanyakanya.

I'm nodding. "Hmmm .... Want to go home together?" my many.

"Later on, sit down!" he said while patting the floor next to him."

I sat next to him. Although it was actually a bit uncomfortable because the place we were sitting was too covered with clothesline, so if there were people who went up to the place, we would not be able to see it.

"What do you think of this?" ask her while turning her book back.

"What?" my many. We used to talk about medical science here.

I thought he was going to have a discussion on internal medicine with me. But it turns out I turned my back in shock when I saw him show a piece of magazine paper in which there is a picture of a Caucasian kissing.

"Astaghfirullah, Ali!"

I pushed him in annoyance.

"We've been dating for almost a year, Ray! But I haven't kissed you once, please ....! Let me just one time!"

He hasn't given up asking me for this.

"That can't be, Li. Sin, we are not muhrim ....!" my answer.

"Ck, jeez .... It's a sin, it's a sin .... Is dating a sin? Is touching hands not a sin? I have held your hand like this. You also often shake the hands of patients like this. Is it all a sin?"

"Hmmm .... Yes, it's a sin. Therefore later I will take obgyn specialists only in order to minimize contact with non-muhrim" I said.

"You want to get a specialist?" ask Ali. Speechless.

"Hmmm .... Ja. Ummik told me to immediately take a specialist education. Ummik's advice I took Obgyn. Although I actually want to take a skin and gender specialist, but you know..... Listening to your parents will keep you safe in the afterlife. So it looks like I'll take obgyn."

"Oh, so ..." he muttered.

"What specialist will you take, Li?"

Ali shakes.

"I haven't thought in that direction. Because there is no hope in the near future I can take a specialist. You know yourself, my sister's a lot and everyone's still in school" he said.

I smile. "You must not be discouraged. Taking a specialist doesn't have to be immediate, right? There is still plenty of time to get a specialist education. It could be later in the second or third year you become a great general practitioner. Can you raise money so you can take an internal medicine specialist? No one is not@a maybe, right?" I said encourage him.

Ali just nodded. I don't know why the conversation led to such an unpleasant atmosphere. Shouldn't I tell you that I'm going to take a specialist education so as a doctor? Ali was sad to hear that.

"Don't switch the conversation. Back to our initial conversation. Let me just one time, Ray. Let me kiss you, we're all grown up. Jeez if anyone knows I've been dating you for a year but let's just kiss never this will definitely be a joke" he whined.

"Why?" many wonder. "Good donk means. That means you're keeping your girlfriend's honor."

Ali was upset. "Where does it matter if I hold your hand? Same with a kiss. Neither is muhrim, Ray. If you hold hands. The touching hand. If it's a kiss, the lips touch." she said while practicing with her hands.

"Well, viewed in terms of religion is the same sin because it is not muhrim. But from a general point of view, hand-holding is simply a form of physical contact evidence of an agreement, or to cement an emotional connection between two individuals. While kissing, it's an activity that chases@ toward intimate relationships. It triggers the hormones oxytocin and endorphins. Hormones are needed for married activities. If I let you, you'll ask for something more and more later. I don't want to, Ali ...."

Ali sighing.

"Well, I'll do it without lust. Just a kiss, how? Nempel a little, later directly the facility. Proof that we're actually dating, yeah ...?"

The face was getting closer, closer, the more his breath felt on my cheek. And .... I turned my face away.

"Jeez, Ray. You are so hard. Uhh.... Should we get married as soon as possible so I can do something this simple?"

I laughed and stood up. "It's necessary."

Ali looks really anxious.

"Ok, I'm going to your house tonight. I will tell Ummik that he should be satisfied hugging his child. Because next month, I'm going to edit this kid and I'm going to my house."

My daydream paid when the phone on my desk rang.

"Dr. Raya, dr. Word has come, I have something to say, Doc?"

"Oh, yes. I just found dr. Fetish, Al. Thanks, yeah!"