My Dream Is Doctor's

Come and Go

''Wow, Pakdhe. Welcome to our first son's wedding.'' Vera said. Dad smiled perceptively.

''What's his name, mas?'' ask Dad while looking at the baby's cheek.

''Hamzah Abdul Halim.'' Lime answered with a smile of responsibility.

We joined the other invitation.

''This is mba' Mira?''

''Hello, Mir.'' Siori! He came apparently. Siori with one girl toddler sitting next to her husband. Happy families.

"Hello, I have a child."

"Vice chief, how are you?" greet Arin. "I'm not married yet either."

"Oh yeah? Same dong."

"Doctor Amira is healthy?" greet Lyon-sama who holds his first child. A few days ago, he was treating patients.

"Yes, thank you, chairman."

"Geng ABC, still rich first. How's your stock, keep going?" Still nostalgic for High School. How fast time spins.

"Dad's glad you got a top-level friend" Dad said.

"Pakdhe Kirom, please speak at this unofficial meeting" Lime said.

"I?"

"Yes, Pakdhe. Pakdhe khan is the oldest here. It's only ten minutes." The others nodded, a sign of agreement.

"Thank you for the invitation to my son, Amira.

For years, I did not educate him. I let him grow up naturally without my supervision.

I regretted, deeply regretted abandoning my son.

I was busy pursuing my career. Being a state official, getting the support of the people. Exploring the island of Java.

My family needs me more.

At this age, I am trying to improve my relationship with my family. I protect them so that if I die who loses me more if not them? Who else?

Therefore, I hope this budding family becomes a whole family, loving each other, filling each other with emptiness, responsibility, and willing to sacrifice.

May this family of buds be a family of sakinah, mawaddah, wa rahman. Amen.." said Dad like a speech.

"Amin." said the other.

Kumandang adzan maghrib...

"Adzan tuh adzan." we prayed together and opened for those who fasted.

"Well, if often this is not necessary to cook dong." joked Dad followed by the laughter of my friend.

Ah, Dad. If we had always been together...

But, let. It's all over. Which can be fixed, of course, repaired. Like my family's close relationship.

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I went to the clinic.

"Doctor, there are patients who want to give birth. Her hair is blond."

Uh, is that Elena? I'm removing the embrace of Lyon. I'll be in the delivery room immediately.

''Oeek....'' Baby born!

''Elene. You, deck.'' I rubbed her hair gently. Thankfully, she gave birth to a normal. Her tears flowed like she couldn't believe seeing my presence.

''Mba' is alive?''

''Yes. I'm fine. Why?''

''Thankful. As expected. Where is Mas Galih?''

''He is working. You wait for him, I said lying.

''Please tell me this happy news.''

''God willing if I have time.'' I replied in confusion. I'm out of the room. Lyon is in his position. I smile. I still have time to check people.

''Lyon-sama. I'd like to go out for a minute to buy ramen noodles.'' My saying goodbye. I want to visit Galih.

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''Mas Galang. What did the doctor say?''

''He is still weak in his veins. I believe in believing.''

who asked for the entrance of this hospital.just look, signs of his life are increasing.a few minutes later he will realize.

''Mba' Mira.''

''I know what hurt me that night. But, I've forgiven you.''

''Mba' Mira.''

''Congratulations yes. Your son was born.''

''Mba' Mira's. I'm sorry.'' Suddenly he fell limp.

''Calibre... Subterfuge... Wake up, Galih.'' I said and Mas Galang panicked. I shook his body.

Piiip...

His heartbeat detector is dead. I touched his feet. Chilly. I'm a doctor, although I often see people die, but I can't help but hold back tears of sadness.

Mas Galang covered the whole body of Galih with a blanket.

''Why mbak?'' asked a Hospital nurse it was a shock when I removed the infusion and all sorts of things.

''My sister died. I'm doctor Amira regretting this. Quickly take care of my sister's body.'' my orders. I still wear doctor clothes. A moment later, four nurses came carrying beds with wheels.

''Mas, I still have work to do.'' I tried to call the Quarga at home.

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Fussy. Especially Mother. ''Oh my God, nine years with my son, he has closed the memory. Others cried, but said no words. People come to say condolences.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the body was buried.

My brother is now separated from us. May his sins be forgiven and his reward accepted.

I was still staring at the tomb where the ground was still wet. Lily patted me.

''Amira. I also lost someone I loved. She is Lusi, Luki's twin. Lusi died of chronic mag disease at a young age. All of that has become a sign of fate.''

''I-i know. I think more about his wife and son who is only one day old. I was confused what to tell them. I don't want to hurt Elena's feelings.''

''Think. If you keep going here your job is abandoned, doctor. What about your patient?''

''That's why I can't see my patient Elena. I can't hold back my tears. I can't bear to see them.''

''Calm yourself, doctor. You must be calm in facing your patients.''

''Thank you, Lily.'' I'm rising.

''Where are you going?'' ask Lily.

''Go to the clinic. I want to meet my patient's patient.'' I'm giving a thumbs up. And so did Lily.

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''Well, the feeding is very strong.'' I commented to baby Elena. We're on the back porch of the clinic. Right in front of my room.

''You have prepared a name?''I asked Elena.

''Malika.'' he said short. ''Didn't you contact Galih?''

''Already, he was happy to hear this news.''

''But, he didn't ask me?''

''Patience Elena. After I gave this glad tidings, she breathed her last breath.''

''Aghrr!!" He's leaning against the wall. Malika the red baby was crying.

"I know you're hit. Even everyone was hit. Patience Elena. Because the one who takes care of you and your son is Dad straight away.''

''Dad?''

''Yes. Father will be in charge of your presence.''

And the year changed

I was twenty-four years old. Some people suggested I join the dating bureau.

''Why ''Ngapain? I'm sure the soul mate came alone.''

''Yeee, there used to be someone who came and was rejected outright.'' said Levy followed by a ngakak laugh.

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tbc