
Working on penalties by completing 4 thick report documents is not easy. It takes days to work within normal limits. But this time it was different. Cahya seemed to get a sharp thorn that hit her body. He must be willing to do the punishment that his boss gives.
Just as the magrib was reverberating, Cahya stretched the muscles of her hand that felt the legs. Not only the hands, but also the waist that feels gout because sitting for a long period of time.
The atmosphere of the office is quiet because the working hours have ended about 2 hours ago. Only he was left in his room.
"Finally done too" the woman muttered immediately closing her documents and turning off her computer screen. The time is not much, because he must immediately give the document directly to his boss.
Cahya seemed to realize that currently her fierce boss was still hospitalized. Does Cahya have to buy souvenirs for her to give? Maybe it's not bad, yes it can be said as a souvenir.
The woman quickly gathered her documents. He was getting ready to go home to clean himself up.
Just when azan isya, he was already in the hospital area while carrying parcels for him, not to forget also he brought the important documents. Let the document be accompanied later because the most important thing is that he has given it directly. Initially Cahya intended to leave the documents to Steve. But the woman thought again. He was not fired for not being trustworthy.
"Excuse me, Ma'am. The patient on behalf of Wira Pradana Utama is in what room?" he asked the receptionist of the hospital. Not forgetting Cahya told the receptionist who she was so as not to cause a threatening danger. Usually the case is found, people who intend evil to lie and say that they are the family of the patient or the apalan.
"The patient on behalf of Wira Pradana Utama is on the 3rd floor, VVIP room number 012."
"OKAY. Thank you, Ma'am."
"Together."
His footsteps were definitely walking towards the elevator. Cahya pressed the number 3 button after she got into the elevator. Luckily, there was only him in the elevator.
After passing through many rooms, Cahya had finally reached the door of the room where her boss was treated with the help of one of the nurses who accidentally happened to pass there.
"Tok... tok..."
After four knocks and feeling no legitimacy from within, Cahya was forced to open the door. The room is quite spacious, yes the name is also a high-end VVIP room.
Only the first time Cahya saw her fierce boss was now lying weakly on the patient bed. Cahya stepped forward. He was standing right on the side of the bed with his hands full because he was holding a parcel and a bag containing documents.
Feeling that Wira was already sound asleep, Cahya finally breathed a sigh of relief because she did not hear the cold and sniffling sounds of the man. Cahya glanced at the empty nightstand and then glanced at the table that turned out to be full of souvenirs. Forced the woman to put her fruit parcel on the nightstand. Then he changed, taking the document out of his cloth bag.
Not wanting to be continuously diomeli, Cahya prefers to put the document right on the bed of Wira, side by side with the man who looks sound asleep.
After laying down the documents safely, the woman immediately moved on. After all the man had fallen asleep, for he waited even longer.
Suddenly his body shuddered as he felt a pull on his hand. Then Cahya was immediately plunged into a fairly wide bed. Luckily, Cahya's hand did not touch the shoulder of Wira which seemed to be covered by white bandages and slightly covered by patient clothes.
"P-sir.." great-granddaughter Cahya slowly when she realized that her boss was not asleep.
"You've woken my sleep. Now you have to take responsibility" said Wira who now slowly opened her eyes. Cahya's lowered position made the distance between them very close.
As if awakened, Cahya immediately stood up quickly, tucking her hair behind her ears. "Sorry." said Cahya in a soft voice.
"I don't need your apologies. Now you're responsible." Cahya was even more confused as Wira said the same thing for the second time.
"W-what?" tanya Cahya stammered.
"Ssttthhh." the man sizzled softly as he rose from his sleep. Cahya's pitying reflex instantly helped the man sit down.
"Sleep again, sir. Isn't the wound not healed yet?" cahya Pinta.
"Ck! I'm a kebellet, not to relax."
"Owh..." Cahya made her mouth understand.
Upon seeing the man in distress with the hose of his infection, the woman immediately took over the bag of his infection. As he grew more confused, the man was not well, his path was limping and his shoulders were injured. Did he help the girl to the toilet?
"Let me call the male nurse, sir?" haggar Cahya.
The hero shook his head. "No need. I can be alone." Reject Wira.
When he almost reached the toilet door, Wira almost tripped if only no one caught his body. "Bandel." said Cahya was anxious about the man's behavior who did not want to be helped even though he called the male nurse.
Wira silently looked at her smile. His heart immediately flowered. Realizing that, he immediately shook his head slowly.
"Can?" ask Cahya when they are in front of the closet.
"Don't know." replied the Hero who was also actually confused. His right shoulder was injured, while his left hand was infused. The infusion bag has now also changed hands on Cahya. If the woman came out and returned the infusion bag, how would Wira finish her urination?
Cahya closed her eyes tightly. "Bapak ngeyel, I had bargained to call a male nurse eh nolak." said Cahya who also seemed to be trapped in there.
"They've gone home if guys. If there is a girl, yes, gih you call." hearing that makes Cahya widen both eyes. He had imagined the no-no if the female nurse helped the Hero.
"I'm going to turn back" said Cahya and turned her body.
"Well? You want to take a look at me?" accuse Wira.
Cahya turned her body again to take the infusion bag of the man and then turned back to turn her back to Wira. "I help me hold the infusion so that father is not difficult. Who else would want to look around." the woman's lips were upset.
The hero just chuckles slowly. Feeling that it was quite easy, the man immediately finished what had been urged out.
Cahya held her breath as the sound of water closet sounded in her ears. Suddenly his face reddened remembering that, he who incidentally as a woman was waiting for a man who wanted to urinate.
"Udah." Wira said. He also turned his body to face Cahya who was still behind him. The man looked at Cahya who lowered her head. Then slowly the woman turned around.
"Cieee, her face is red. Shame huh? Or even want to?" goda Wira slightly lowered her head.
Cahya who heard that instantly looked at her boss fiercely. "My father wanted me to hit him on the shoulder. Let the spit heal."
The hero immediately grimaced imagining it. This alone has not healed, the time is already about to be beaten by the woman.
"Snap, Sir. I want to go home." exclaimed Cahya stomping one leg irritated.
"Makanya helpin." reply Wira does not want to lose. He asked fast, but he was still sick. Bizarrely.
After going through a long journey, Wira finally returned to her bed and lay there.
"That's the document I've saved there." point Cahya at the side of the bed.
"Done? Not exactly stupid, right?" accuse the Hero again.
"I don't want to get fired! Not even a year's work." replied Cahya flicking her lips.
Cahya returned to packing her bag. He will be home soon because the clock is almost over.
"I'm home, sir. If there is anything call a doctor or nurse. Don't call me!"
The hero immediately laughed. Does it bother him that much when he is sick?
"Yes yes. Careful." saying that made a little of his heart unwilling. Is he lonely? Or even if the woman did not want to leave him? Finally Wira chose to go back to sleep after the departure of Cahya.
"Thank you." wirih Wira before finally closing her eyes.
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