I Love You Dr. Chicanery

I Love You Dr. Chicanery
Kiss Mark's



The handsome man walking hand in hand with me looked like he was in a forest by the river. He looked at me.


"My name .... Mahfouz."


The man smiled at me. A soothing smile in her shady eyes.


"Mahfudz?" muttered.


Mahfouz, Mahfudz, Mahfudz. I repeated that name many times.


Then an insect suddenly flew towards my neck and bit it. I nodded while holding my neck.


"Awww .... "


"illness?" ask the man.


 


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Hmmmmmmm. What was that man's name?


"Mahfudz?"


"Hmmm i-yes, sa-yang?"


I feel someone touching my lips.


Hmmmm?


I felt that touch again.


I opened my eyes. And saw Mahfudz looking at me.


"Pa-gi, sa-yang! Mor-ning kiss!"


A kiss landed on my lips.


Oh, was I dreaming? I'm riveted. What a strange dream. Why in the dream was I like the first to know Mahfudz huh? Ah, what a strange dream.


"Your nye-but na-ma-ku many times ka-li. The 'na-pa? A-pa ka-u rin-du-kan me?" her god as her thumb stroked my lips.


I hit his chest slowly. He chuckles. I want to get up and take a shower seeing that the clock is already showing at half-time at 5am. But Mahfudz held me in his confinement.


"Why?" tanyaku pura confused.


Though I knew from the look of his eyes that looked very wanted to pounce on me what he wanted to do.


"Nan-ti a-ja man-in-nya se-ka-li-an. Be-lum ad-zan ju-ga," said Mahfudz.


And behold his hand can no longer be conditioned.


"Hey, you don't remember, said dr. Gayathri. Tomorrow or the day after, baby ..." I said amusedly.


"Di-a tha-ta-kan i-tu ke-ma-rin, be-rar-ti i-ni su-dah be-sok. And la-gi a-ku ba-ca in in-ter-net hab-is pa-sang spi-ral bi-sa lang-sung hu-bu-ngan, really!" the answer doesn't care.


And Mahfudz goes back to his old self. It is passionate and passionate about demanding this right. As a doctor, me and dr. Gayatri found out that after the installation of spirals can be directly related, but dr. Gayatri just wanted to be on guard to make sure that the IUD was properly installed. So he gave advice to give time to connect after installing the IUD.


But let it be, this is what I want. I want him not to hold back his desire for me anymore. And when I take this IUD off without her knowledge, she will no longer hesitate to sow her seeds in my womb.


I'm sorry, honey, I know this isn't true. But I really want to have a replacement for Annisa. You will not understand my guilt towards Annisa not just because of my carelessness in keeping my womb. I feel guilty because I didn't want to have my pregnancy with all my heart. Even though Ummik, Hawa Ali told me, I was not enthusiastic. Even though I knew I was pregnant, I was still unhappy. Could God punish me for that? I said deep in my heart.


That's why I'm going to really want it wholeheartedly this time. I will fight for my pregnancy this time. Even if Mahfudz or Ummik disagree.


And sure enough, even though Mahfudz grimaced once in a while, he finally sowed the seed even in a land that did not allow the seed to grow in my womb.


"Ke-na-pa kok se-per-ti a-da who me-nu_suk-nu-suk in da-lam?" he complained as soon as we finished doing it.


I smile.


"That's an IUD thread, be patient. Later also long the thread softens." I replied.


"I took a shower first" I said.


"Ba-re-ngan," he replied.


And it's not like you think, because when we were in the bathroom we were just really taking a shower. Most romantic activities are alternating rubbing each other's backs.


But when I was done and was looking at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes squinted ready to judge Mahfudz.


"You're the one doing this?" I asked while glaring while pointing at the blackish blue mark on my neck.


Mahfudz laughed, "A-ku ti-dak ta-han ta-di pas ka-mu ti-dur. Ja-ngan ma-rah sa-yang, la-gi pu-la i-tu kan-ti ke-tu-tu-pan sa-ma jil-bab which ka-mu pa-kai."


"Aiiissss ..." my hiss was upset. "You know I don't like this, Fud. It's damaging my capillary blood vessels. C*pang it's a deliberate injury, bruising. What a good thing to do this," I said annoyed.


"Ma-af, sa-that. I-I'm not gonna let me-la-kan la-gi," he promised while randomizing my wet hair.


I'm upset that Mahfudz is starting to leave a trail like this on my body. It will take a few days to get rid of it. She used to do it once and for a few days I couldn't even open my veil inside the house even if I was embarrassed to see Ummik.


"Kak Raya, the tumben did not open the hood? Usually if Fuad has gone to work, Kak Raya open her veil. There is only me, the same Ummik and Grace here" said Ayuni.


I'm sighing. Because of Mahfudz. I don't feel good until someone else sees the sign. When I was confused to answer, I got a call from Professor. Aiss, that's right. This phone makes me dizzy in the morning.


"Yes, Prof," I said after picking up the phone.


"Hows it? Have you thought well?"


"Enmmm ...." I'm still confused.


Professor caught my confusion.


"You're on Medica Alert now. Whatever your decision may be, let's talk about this first."


"Alright, Prof!" I said.


"Why, Ray?" tanya Ummik saw my confusion.


I took a deep breath and threw it away.


"Professor, Mik. Professor wants me to be Chief Obgyn at the new hospital." I said heavily.


"Can't you?" ask Ummik.


I told you about yesterday's incident. Ummik knew about the consecutive accident, but he didn't know the problem would be this big.


"Isn't it good, Raya? It means Kak Raya was promoted donk. A new office means a higher one."


I grimaced. The problem is you don't know. Right now all I need is a baby calling me mother. Not department, my screams in my heart.


"Yes, but a high position must be accompanied by a great responsibility, Ayuni. And I'm not ready for that." I replied. " Ah, stop. You won't understand. I'm going to the hospital first."


I immediately left Ummik and Ayuni at the dining table. And rushed to replace my negligee with the clothes I would wear to the hospital later. After changing clothes, I also choose the hijab that I will wear. And complain when my pentule needles run out. This habit, the needles one by one are gone no matter where they go.


I immediately rushed out wanting to ask for some pentul needles on Ummik.


"Ummik, I asked for his needle Ummik, donk." I asked Ummik in the kitchen.


"Take it in the room, Ray. Ask to go to the kitchen anyway," said Ummik who looks very fun playing with Grace at the dining table.


"Yes, the ummah is here. Later if it has been given a new Kingdom to the room to take it," I replied.


I was about to pass when Ayuni suddenly stood up.


"Ciee Kak Raya .... What the hell?" Ayuni brushed my hair and found a c*pang Mahfudz on my neck. "It's not necessary to open the veil, it turns out there is a sign of love" he said.


"What the hell Ayuni," I tried to cover my neck with my hair.


Now my face is hot and I'm ashamed.


Ayuni chuckled as she saw her teasing towards me succeed. I ignored him but rushed into Ummik's room to pick up some seeds of a pentul needle. After that I went back to my room.


While I was wearing my headscarf and pinning some needles there, Ummik came and sat on the bed. He noticed me polishing a little lipstick on my lips.


"Ray ..." call him heart.


"Yes, Mik." I said politely without looking at him.


"Ummik is pleased that your relationship with Mahfudz is back in harmony, but you .... Don't forget to use KB, do you, son?"


Immediately I stopped flattening the lipstick I had just worn. The ummik question again makes me sensitive.


"Why Ummik, so? Ummik that does not want to want another grandchild from Raya? Ummik already has Grace and Ayuni is pregnant again now. So Ummik doesn't need any more grandchildren from Raya?"


"Raya, how do you accuse Ummik so anyway, son? Of course Ummik still wants to donk grandson of you. The blood of the Ummik's own flesh. Ummik just don't want to happen bad thing if you are pregnant now ...."


"So, if like Raya is pregnant now, Ummik thinks the child Raya is a bad thing so, Mik?" as if.


"Relance ...."


"Alright, Mik. Raya wants to leave now," I said as I hurriedly grabbed Ummik's hand and kissed him. I was lazy to argue with Ummik. It will only make me more miserable later.


 


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Before I met Professor, I first met dr. Samuel. I wanted to persuade him to accept the position of chief physician at RSIA Satya Medika.


"Sorry, Raya. For some reason I can't. If you have my advice, take that position. It's good for your career ahead of you."


"So, I'm really not ready for a position like this. Please ..." whining.


And only the trunks I got.


"It's not a difficult job. Just lead the obgyn department and lead some SpOG doctors with less action, lots of time for family and greater income. You are not interested, Raya? More time for husband. And when you're ready for promil again, your energy won't be drained much for action on the pitch. Well, there's more responsibility. You'll meet more important people than patients."


I thought again. More time, less physical labor will make me less tired and I can keep my womb to heart if my mission succeeds.


Before I finally decided I asked dr. Samuel.


"Why aren't doctors interested?" my many.


Dr. Samuel smiled. "I've been working for a dozen years at Siaga Medika, I feel comfortable here. Moving to a new place will make me adapt again to the new work environment. Start again from zero. It makes me tired. And I'm not obsessed with the department."


"I'm also not obsessed with the job title, doctor," I said chimed in.


"Yes, I know, Raya. But you're still young. Later you will have children that you will raise, you school, positions and income are not the main point. But it is also useful for your children in the future. While me? All of my children have families, have their own lives. Enough for me to live life like this in my old days."


And now I'm finally walking into the Professor's room. Breathe in and throw it away slowly.


"So how? Have you decided?"


I took another breath and shrugged my shoulders. I don't have any other choice, do I?


"Alright, we're going to RSIA Satya Medika now. A meeting between the City Government and our side will be held now to discuss this, and after that we need to hold a press conference with journalists. There you can say your decision, whether you will save me and RSIA Satya Medika or otherwise you will push me into the abyss of trouble."


"Prof ...."


"Come on!" invite the Professor to ignore my whining.


And finally we arrived at this mother and child hospital. The reporters spontaneously chased our car. Oh, my God, I hate journalists.


As soon as our car passed through the gate and stopped at the parking lot, flashes of camera blits unceasingly towards us. Just make me glare.


"Sir! What do you think of this accident?"


"Why were the victims taken to the maternity hospital?"


"Who made the decision to open the hospital before launching?'


Blah.... Blah .... Blah....


"Doctor! Dr. The kingdom! Are you bla.. bla..."


Damnit damnit! Why do they have to remember my name?


Me and the Professor chose not to answer. We immediately passed towards the meeting room, while security kept reporters from chasing us


And in this meeting room has been present first Mr. Mayor and his deputy who else if not Waridi? And there was a figure who seemed to smile at me. He's Fuad.