LIKE I CAN'T SEE

CHAPTER 41 HOW ARE YOU THERE

A week passed after that incident. I can get through my days without him again.

I've not seen Kintan quite the opposite. Even I choose to avoid in the usual hours he has additional lectures on campus.

And with this week. I'm using it to find out back about Jessy. The truth of my guess all along. But it has not got a bright spot.

I tried to appeal to Amel with Dodi's help. But still nothing. And now my wish is Aunt Eva. Jessy's mother.

It was hard to set up the same empty schedule to meet him. Understandably she is a single parent career woman. So it's only natural that he spends his time just working, working and working.

"Yank, you're evil. You didn't tell Jovan the truth about Jessy?", asked Dodi after Amel told her everything about Jessy.

"Don't, Jessy can't be bothered anymore. The schedule is very tight. Yesterday I was complaining to me", Amel explained.

"Yank the hell, your friend is weird. It was clearly dead love. Why not call Jessy yourself try? Did I give you the number?", muttered Amel to Dodi.

"Eitherway. I also sometimes sprain myself with his attitude".

"Tell him dong, if the girl wants to be chased, want to be fought. Where's Jovan's been all this time? There he could die curious if later guessed not know the truth", Amel still revealed all his unkempt.

Being talked about again busy internships at the hospital mother and child.

I really want to see Aunt Eva soon. But the busyness of each that makes him have to delay again.

For the matter of work at the cafe, I've been saying goodbye to Omnya Dodi. Because obviously can not divide his time for internships and work.

The internship itself takes time. I just come home almost every night. And it's draining my brain and energy because it's clouding the patient.

Luckily the hospital where I interned was only thirty minutes away from home. It doesn't take long to get home and go.

Four years I finished my college. And I got a doctorate. Until I practice in the hospital now. Yeah, the hospital I was interning at first. Mother and child hospital Harapan Bunda.

But here I am not alone. Because it turns out that destiny has another will. As I get more intense I will avoid Kintan. Trying not to meet him. But why are my days faced with it.

We meet every day. We work in the same hospital.

But apart from all that. I am thankful for the success I have. My efforts and struggles have not been in vain. It's just that my love story is not as lucky as my success at work. In fact, until now I still have the status of a single.

Some years I only do to love in silence. My love story has no progress. To get a famous model like Jessy, it feels like it takes time to be able to mature. At least align myself with him. And all this time I've only done for him.

"Doctor, quickly handle the patient in the igd who just came in" shouted the nurse approaching me as I was checking the body temperature of a three-year-old toddler.

I immediately left the previous patient who had returned to normal body temperature after a few days of fever and diarrhea.

I saw a girl about four years old lying weakly there. With a high fever.

Face pale. I immediately took action to check it out. "How long has the fever been?", I asked someone who had been sobbing waiting for him.

"Mother is calm.many pray that ananda will quickly improve" I said encouragingly.

The mother simply nodded while busy with her phone. It looks like they're contacting someone. Are these kids parents?

I immediately approached the mother back after checking her out. "Mom, it's possible that my mother's granddaughter has DHF. The fever is too high. To make sure I need to do a blood check first".

"yes Doc. Please. I will accompany my granddaughter" said the mother.

"Well, come with me to the lab. Sorry in advance where the parents of this child?", asked me who somehow curious.

"Work Doc. I've contacted him. Surely they will come here" answered the mother.

I just nodded. Ah, what a fuck this kid. At least there is a biological mother who waits in this condition. Thought.

"Calm down baby, Om would like to ask for some blood" I said to the boy. A small child who has white lashes and white skin.

The boy just nodded. His face was calm and there was no fear in sight. Aided by Kintan, I began taking blood samples after tying the upper arm with a tourniquet, aiming to block the blood flow in this section and make the veins look prominent, blood sampling will be easier.

I saw the boy slightly clutching his hand against the chair tightly while closing his eyes as the needle pierced through his arm. "It's okay. It's just an ant bite" I smiled.

"Well, it's done. Bobok again in the hospital room yes, while waiting for the results" I said again.

"Thank You Doctor".

"Sama-sama", I said with a smile.

"Om handsome what's his name?", said the boy who suddenly asked my name. Kintan who was still beside me tidying up the syringe just smiled at our chatter.

"Name of Om Jovan. What's your name, honey?", I asked back. Living without any siblings has made me love children for a long time.

"I'm Kessy. Beautiful like me?", with the pedunya the boy considers himself beautiful. With the style of the centile as if covering up if he is currently sick.

I nodded with a smile to reply. Then he waved his hand when Kintan had already passed while pushing him with a wheelchair.

The child has a high spirit and desire to heal. Other children may whine at their mother complaining of pain. But different from him.

He could even comfort himself and convince his omens that he would be fine. For some reason her cheerful demeanor, her innocent and pretty face made me remember someone. Someone I've always been secretly waiting for. Someone I've always wished for in prayer day and night.

Jessy, how are you doing there?

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