
"Morning mbak" said a nurse who visited that morning to carry out routine control to all patients.
He was very familiar with Fatimah.
They took to say hello without awkward every passing or when the nurse did her routine control like that morning.
"He must be a good husband, right?" ask the nurse while continuing to write the results of her examination.
"Why did the nurse suddenly ask like that?" asked Fatimah instead.
"Tell me, ma'am, what am I supposed to do?, I can't help my curiosity about you guys?, even the whole hospital staff is talking about you," sahut the sister as if already familiar with Fatimah without the slightest awkwardness.
Though only a matter of weeks Fatimah was in the hospital to keep the big Boss.
The sister's cry instantly made Fatimah dumbfounded.
He did not expect his existence was noticed by many people silently silent.
"He," said Fatimah still did not finish her speech.
"The best husband!, definitely," exclaimed the nun, still busy examining the infusion hose in the hands of the big Boss.
"True, he's the best husband" Fatimah said trying to keep her husband's good name.
"Well, it must be true!, which may not be the best husband, mbaknya aja willing to wait all this time, "said the sister completed her written report.
Fatimah just smiled in response to the babble from the sister while looking fixedly at the face of the big Boss who has not been conscious since the accident 3 weeks ago.
"If you may know, what's the name of your husband?, since he's been treated here no obvious name is listed here, we need his, at least his nickname," exclaiming the sister made Fatimah confused.
What is his name?, on the day of jijab qobul I did not hear his name, he said softly in the ear of the ruler, even I never know the reason for doing that, Inner Fatimah.
"Mbak?," the sister scolded Fatimah's daydream.
"Astagfirullah, sorry sus," said Fatimah instantly.
"So, her name is mbak?," asked the sister repeating her question.
"Ali, his name is Ali" said Fatimah spontaneously.
"Well, why can it fit so!, Fatimah and Ali, hopefully the love story is also lasting like the love story of Fatimah Az zahro ya mbak," exclaimed the sister leaving the room of the big boss.
He left Fatimah who was just quietly glued to her place.
Amin, thank you for your prayers, the inner Fatimah again wiped the body of the great Boss painstakingly.
"Allahu," cried Fatimah in surprise and immediately ran to call the medics.
But the first time, the big Boss' eyes began to blink again.
"A-a, me, thirsty," said a big boss who could not be heard by anyone.
Especially the doctors and nurses who were still focused on checking the overall condition of the big Boss.
He made his gaze so blurry at that moment.
But slowly, his focus began to function, and so surprised he saw that Fatimah was the one he saw when he first opened his eyes.
"W-why should he dock!," lamented the big boss still looked so limp.
Hearing the words of his patients, the doctor and the nurse were so confused and could not say anything at that time.
"Boss calm down boss!, calm down yes, I will call Aqly if the boss doesn't want me here" exclaimed Fatimah trying to calm down the big Boss.
That speech again made everything there even more astonished.
"Why with my feet and hands!, why is it so hard to move!," cried the big boss growing hysterical.
"Please sir, you only get paralyzed temporarily, and will recover if you do therapy regularly," said the doctor tried to calm the big boss.
"Cripple!, why can I be paralyzed hah!, damn it!, you useless!," cried the big boss increasingly making the doctors and sisters frightened.
"Relax the boss, I beg you," cried Fatimah calmed down.
"Go quickly!, call Aqly here!," jolted the hysterical big Boss.
Make the others immediately scatter out of the room.
"B-well," said Fatimah with trembling hands, immediately contacted Aqly by telephone from the hospital.
Although all pairs of eyes were staring in wonder at her, Fatimah still prioritized the state of the Great Boss no matter what had happened and how the Boss behaved to her.
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"How are you Aqly!, why are you telling her to take care of me!, you know I don't like her!," complained the big boss making Aqly a little upset to hear her.
"Yes the boss, we are busy taking care of the guests, so he will be more useful for us," sahut Aqly while pushing the big Boss in his wheelchair to leave the hospital.
"Please wait!" exclaimed a nun approaching them.
"What the hell!," complained Aqly.
"The bill on behalf of Mr. Abi still needs to be paid off," exclaimed the nun, making Aqly and the big Boss stare intently at Fatimah who kept her head down behind them.
"Abi?" said the big boss, freaking Fatimah out.
He squeezed the big bag he was carrying with his strength.
"Well sus," said Aqly, grabbing the bill paper from the sister's hand and immediately paying it off at the reception desk.
Because at the Aqly taste for so long, Fatimah intends to push back the big Boss wheelchair to head to their car.
"Stop!, we wait for Aqly to come!, if my hands can be moved normally, I've run this wheelchair myself, I don't want to be helped by you," exclaimed the big boss still with his haughty attitude.