My Blinds On The Eagle

Mystery Meeting

Time shows at nine o'clock past eleven minutes when Nilam entered a spacious yard of a modern minimalist style house. That means he's almost over an hour late. He turned through the side door of the house. Not to mention his foot on the first rung of stairs, suddenly the door was revealed. Appeared a middle-aged woman with a motherly friendly face and thick eyebrows typical of the middle east, smilingly welcoming her.

" Assalamualaikum mrs.Salman.I hope my hero does not trouble you anymore.sorry ", Nilam feels guilty.

" Wa'alaikumsalam.. enter first ", said mrs.Salman who is actually named Darin Aisyah. As the wife of the doctor Salman, her beautiful name was replaced by the name of the husband

" My husband is still stuck there, yes.... was the accident so great? ", asked mrs.Page then shortly after Nilam entered and sat down to enjoy a cup of warm milk served to him.

The kitchen was so comfortable, Nilam sipped the sweet-tasting white liquid with the ginger aroma slowly before he replied.

" There was one victim with internal bleeding. Salman immediately contacted dr. Vincent and his team. Emergency operation... "

" What about the patient now ?"

" It's still ICCU "

" Oh .. thank goodness. Little Thor.. She is so sweet as always, you don't have to worry ".

The last words of mistress Salman made Nilam smile with relief.

" That means I have to hold my miss to her until twelve o'clock this afternoon.... "

" Ohhh "

Then the two women laughed at the same time

Aisyah is actually a psychologist, but after marriage, her husband forbids working. But the friendly and motherly woman who still remains beautiful at the age of fifty-three years is still active as a columnist or speaker for tabloids and parenting events. Two of their sons, who are also doctors, are living in Germany and Turkey, the home country of Salman.

The presence of Nilam and his son Syailendra Thoriq, commonly called little Thor, makes their lives feel warmer. It's like having your own daughter and grandchild. When Nilam got the night shift, it was Salman's mistress who was looking after the boy. He is not willing if it should be a nany nanny who spends time sleeping with her favorite little child. Doctor Salman also, for him little Thor is his own grandson. The baby was also born with his help, even the adhan and iqomah in the ears of baby Thoriq, who chanted also doctor Salman.

" What's up Neel ?? ", all of a sudden, Aisyah looked at Nilam and investigated. The woman understood very well with Nilam's agitated movements.

" i..... ", nilam hung his words. Slowly he touched the rattan cleft ring on his ring finger. Take a deep breath, throw it away slowly, and then lean on the chair in the kitchen. It was as if he was laying all the weight of his heart that felt mounting on that thing made of wood.

" One of the patients in the accident .... his father Thor", he said later with clear water that was seen starting to collect in the corner of his eye.

" Oh my God.... ", Aisyah gaped in disbelief. " That operation.... "

" Not ! not the one operated on. which is just a torn wound in his arm and temple. The operative was a native Englishman, mistress ", Nilam hastily made it clear.

" Oh. thank goodness ", Ayesha looked relieved. " You took care of her? "

Nilam nodded weakly in response. Aisyah looked at the young lady with a gentle look. Then clasped his hands, hoping to help calm and strengthen his heart. She has known Nilam since she worked at her husband's hospital. A young woman who was later found to be married and pregnant. She was alone in this land of the blue continent, without her husband, without her family. Hardy woman who keeps her sadness alone.

" I have to how mrs.Salman ? How about he take my Thoriq??", Nilam finally sobbed sadly.

" Sshhh.... don't think anything of it.... Does he know about Little Thor ? "

" No... "

" You intend to tell her?", asked Aisyah later. "Have it.. You go home first, take a shower! ... Calm your mind .. Then pick up the handsome boy, he misses you for sure".

Nilam nodded, then finished his milk. Mrs. Salman gave her a warm embrace, for a moment he would say goodbye.

" Pray for all good "

" Thank you so much mrs.Salman "

Nilam walked away from Salman's family home, which was only four houses away from where he lived. Nilam's residence is actually the property of the dr. Salman he rented. A tiny house with three rooms with a yard is not too broad, which is located right at the corner of the road. Nilam rented it at an unchanged price from five years ago the beginning he rented. Salman's family of doctors were too kind to him, and he was very grateful.

 

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The waiting room of the Hospital....

Two officers in Queen Victoria state police uniform appear to have just said goodbye to a doctor who serves to answer all questions. When Rayhan decides to approach the three.

" Ah yes, mr.Rayhan, your lawyer has met us immediately" replied the police officer who is higher than the other one.

A moment later the four engaged in a fairly serious conversation, before finally the two officers really say goodbye.

" I'm sorry doctor, what about Gerald?", Rayhan asked the doctor later.

" His condition is quite stable.we just wait for him to wake up and make sure to reset all his motor coordination. Oh yes.... you really have improved mr.Rayhan ? "

" Of course ... thanks to the alertness of your staff mr...... "

" Salman" replied the doctor quickly to see the confusion in Rayhan's eyes looking for the name of his chest that fell somewhere because of the incident.

" Yes, dr. Salman. Thank you very much ". Rayhan smiled back at the doctor's hospitality. " Can you tell me .... inns, hotels or guest houses nearby ... yaaah that can still accommodate customers ".

" Heeem.", dr. Salman seemed to think hard. It is an annual festival of tourist villages in the suburbs of London. It's two days left, of course all the inns are full.

" We intended to go back and forth at first. but it seems I have to stay overnight.... ", Rayhan sounded hopelessly half hopeful.

" Ehmmm... My house is big enough, if you don't mind. just stay with me . Two three days. Surely after that the accommodation has started to loose "

" Aah....really....doesn't bother you doctor? ". The warm-witted doctor smiled kindly while making a wave of hand movements. Suddenly Rayhan's face brightened.

" Let's come with me now. It was actually the closing of our night shift "

" Oohh.. Doctor, I feel really bad about this. You are very good "

Doctor Salman simply smiled back while making a gesture for Rayhan to walk up to him. While walking towards the parking basement, the middle-aged doctor was seen calling someone. Rayhan is not familiar with the language used by the doctor, between Arabic and French.

" I was born in Turkey .. That was my wife. My two boys in Germany and Turkey ", Salman's doctor explained without asking.

Rayhan nodded in understanding. Suddenly the phone me_notify an incoming message. The man gestured for permission to call. Doctor Salman nodded and continued with the speed of his car renyyusnita6@gmail.com out of the hospital area at a moderate pace.

Rayhan immediately called his secretary and also his lawyer shortly after reading an incoming message. He asked to bring some change of clothes. As well as asking two people to take turns to keep Gerald who is still unconscious.

Actually was...... Rayhan could have asked a driver to pick him up every day. But he really did not want to lose again. Even he seemed to quarantine his heart and heart so as not to jump out leaving his body chasing.... Patchouli. His chest felt tight between happiness and fear, also frustrated because he could not get more information about Nilam.

Salman's doctor's car entered his yard, immediately turning into the garage. Meanwhile, Mrs Salman seemed so enthusiastic about her husband's return today, making her husband smile strangely.

" It's so excited.... have you missed me so much? ", seduce doctor Salman while peeping his wife's forehead. The woman blushed, realizing there were not only the two of them in this place.

" Ahh... Assalamualaikum ". Aisyah ignored her husband's question. He was more interested in his guests.

" Wa'alaikumsalam .. I am Rayhan the mistress "

" My name is Aisyah "

Doctor Salman frowned, where did his wife find out that her guest was a Muslim?. And why is his wife's attitude so hyperactive this time ?

Rayhan was escorted to rest in a room on the second floor. Of course after eating breakfast that has been very delayed. Roasted salmon, vegetable salad and pudding studded with various bery it is very appropriate to complete hunger and thirst. Rayhan repeatedly expressed his gratitude and gratitude to the couple.

" What's up ??? ", asked Dr. Salman who was unable to hide his curiosity, shortly after living alone with his wife in the family room.

" He.... that man from Indonesia ? "

" Yes..."

" So miss.Neel took care of her ? "

" Emmmh... I don't know?.. I was busy with one head injury victim, his friend ". Doctor Salman was so confused by the intent of his wife's questions.

" Must be ! ", suddenly Aisyah clenched her hands excitedly.

" What the hell is this ? ", doctor Salman was further confused by his wife's attitude.

" He... the man "

" What ????!!!!!"