
In the end, Alya could not refuse Ardi's gift to her. The man asked him to accept and use it.
And in the morning, Mr. Arif who is believed to be the driver has come and started to carry out his duties. He warms up the car before it is used to deliver Alya for the first time.
Ma'am Mia only prepared a warm drink for Mr. Arif because he had breakfast at home. He was a husband with a son who worked.
Alya was still preparing in the room. He had just finished his breakfast and was about to change clothes. His phone rang just as he was about to change his clothes and put on his hijab.
His face turned crisp and red as he read the name on the screen. Urung wearing it, Alya put the pasmina cloth he wanted to wear earlier on the dressing table.
"Yes, Di? How are you and Aura?" Alya greeted at the beginning of their conversation. Like a teenager filled with yearning for someone, his heart was filled with joy when listening to Ardi's voice across there.
Warm talk began to flow between them later. Just exchanging news and discussing many light things, it was enough to make Alya smile wholeheartedly. He is happy and he enjoys the happiness that his past man brings.
Unfortunately, time is not much on the side this time because Alya first must immediately fulfill his duties in the morning. After reminding each other of many simple things, Alya ended the call from Ardi still accompanied by a smile that adorned his cheerful face.
"I hung up on him. Good morning and happy work to you, too, Di."
The graceful woman started wearing her hijab quickly but still looked neat and attractive. The face that was always adorned with a smile was increasingly bright with an aura of happiness emanating from his heart that was blossoming.
After feeling everything ready, Alya grabbed her bag and cell phone then walked out of the room. He said to Papa and Mama who were chatting in the middle room, then headed to the front yard where Mr. Arif was ready with his car.
Alya greeted him kindly before the two got into the car and headed to the hospital.
Thank you, Di. You have always moved me with all the attention you have given me. You never ignored me despite the distance between where we stand at the moment.
The car entered the hospital courtyard and stopped right in front of the hospital lobby. Mr. Arif let Alya down first, then he will find a place to park the car and wait, then, along with several other drivers who usually have a place to gather to wait for the doctors who are on duty respectively.
"Al, who are you taking? I saw you get out of the car." Rendy returned to her steps like the morning before.
The bone doctor was still acting as usual despite yesterday's fact that made his heart ache and felt that he had lost completely from not being able to get the love of the graceful hijab doctor next to him.
"Oh, that .. there was a driver who drove me," Alya replied a little awkwardly and hoped that Rendy would not ask any more which would make her feel uneasy and uncomfortable.
"Sopir? Whose driver? You bought a car, Al?" Rendy just took the explanation from Alya. They climbed the stairs together to head for the examination room.
"Not .. no. I mean, it's not my car. I just use it." Alya could not bear to tell Rendy the truth because she knew it would definitely hurt her heart even more.
He walked faster to get to the front of his room and avoid other questions from his good friend.
"Sorry, I'm going in, Ren. Happy duty." Alya was already holding the doorknob and was ready to open it.
"alright. I'll go to my room first. Happy service to you too." Rendy smiled looking at Alya's face which this morning looked more fresh and bright.
It didn't take much time for him to make you this happy, Al. Looks like you guys are destined to get back together and make each other happy.
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The obstetrician sat down and kept his bag in the bottom drawer while watching the small vase containing a fresh flower arrangement that looked freshly picked and the fragrance was still fragrant as natural.
"So there was one of the employees from the florist across from the hospital who came to deliver the order for your room, Doc. Said there was a message under the vase from the sender." The nurse told Alya what she knew.
Alya took a closer look and found a small greeting card under the vase. He took the card and read the contents of the message written there.
Happy working. Have a good day always. AN
Unknowingly Alya's lips were already drawn slowly forming a happy smile. He knew who the sender was and that's why his heart was growing this morning.
After putting on the white suit draped behind her, Alya grabbed the phone she had stored on the edge of the table.
She typed in a short message in return for her beautiful morning surprise. A beautiful flower that was sent to her.
I have accepted it and I like it. Thank you, Ardiatama Nugraha.
The message has been sent and Alya put her phone back on. He began his task after staring once again at the flower arrangement placed on the right side of his desk.
Meanwhile, Rendy who was curious about Alya's change, paled towards her examination room. He turned around and walked quickly to the elevator to go back downstairs.
I don't know what made him curious, but the unpretentious doctor was dissatisfied with the answer given by Alya.
Arriving downstairs, the man walked out to the parking lot and approached several people gathered in the outer corner of the building and were having a casual conversation with each other.
After greeting them kindly, Rendy invites Mr. Arif to talk a little bit aside from the others. He recognized Mr. Arif for having seen his face when Alya got down from the car which happened to open the front glass because the woman spoke briefly from outside the car.
After talking for a while with Mr. Arif, Rendy entered the hospital building and returned to his room with a face that was not as bright as before. A small smile rose on his face, but it was seen if forced to cover the other feelings in his heart.
Turns out he's tied you up with a lot of things, Al. I know without all that, since long ago you have indeed anchored your heart to him. But his special attention this time, made me even more aware that he no longer wanted me among you.
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