My Imam, my army
move away
"gue danger, you're on a shift assignment, right?"
That question came up just when Salsa wanted to eat her potato chips.
Salsa returned the unfilled potato chips to the package back.
"Where to move?" Asked her best friend again which made Salsa sigh twice. Actually, he was very lazy to talk about it.
"TNI Hospital Dr. R. Hardjanto," said Salsa soberly as he took back his chips.
It is true that Salsa has been transferred to one of the TNI hospitals in his area. Salsa will not be discouraged if the hospital will instead be a place that is horror for him. How not horror if the hospital is in the shade where her husband serves.
As a result they would meet every day and it made Salsa dig into horror.
"Wah dong can meet the men of the country," said Rena while joining the fries. They are currently in Salsa's office.
"Eh doi, yes!" ralat Rena who deliberately seduced Salsa.
Salsa spontaneously throws a crumpled paper right about Rena. Rena just laughed at her best friend whose cheeks were blushing like boiled crabs.
"Udah muhrim is still shy meow aja,"
"It can't be!" salsa said that makes Rena laugh more when she sees her best friend.
"No wonder how she likes if her love is reciprocated. Not in vain dong created love in silence,"
Salsa only responded with a faint smile.
"Udah ashar, yok to the mosque," invited Salsa prefer to face Allah swt. rather than discuss topics that he did not like.
Rena glanced at the clock on her wrist. Aye!
They walked down the corridor to the hospital mosque. Many patients and other doctors greeted them. They smiled happily at the patients who had started to improve. Healing people who are sick is their desire. Because that way, they can help their fellow human beings.
Suddenly Salsa stopped her footsteps which made Rena immediately want to ask.
"Why?"
"No papa" said Salsa.
The girl recalled, if she had first seen Dirga in this mosque. He remembers once. Quickly Salsa shook her head and came to her senses from her daydream.
They stepped back to take the water and then perform Ashar prayer.
The most comfortable confiding friend is to face the Qibla and to recount the grievance to Allah. Sometimes there are people who are confused, or erratic! His heart was lonely because of the lack of God in his heart.
Have you ever felt an empty heart?
Have you ever felt confused because you do not understand where to go?
Have you ever felt a soul completely empty and have no idea what to do?
Often the human heart is lost.
Okay, that's enough!
They had just come out of the mosque with fresh faces.
"Alhamdulillah, I am abis worship innate adem mulu this, I am grateful, Sal," said Rena while wearing sandals shoes the same as Salsa.
Salsa smiled before replying, "Alhmdulillah I am too. If you want Allah continues to carry the inns adem, comfortable. Moreover, I if again there is a problem tuh good at bringing prayers. God willing, jadu's mind is calm," Salsa said as she put on a cheerful face. Now they walk to get into the hospital while chatting interesting things to tell.
Suddenly a female nurse approached the two of them with a panicked look.
"Doctor Salsa! There's an accident patient. It's in the ER room!" The nurse said quickly and panicked. As a result, Salsa and Rena went straight to the ER room where the patient was brought. They ran as fast as they could to get to the ER.
Brug!
"Astaghfirullah-" Salsa grimaced in pain while stroking her forehead gently. When you look up, the eyes meet the eyes.
"Be careful, yeah."
Those words slightly made Salsa's heart grow more comfortable. He immediately headed for the patient who was now experiencing extraordinary pain. Blood kept pouring from his head and there were some wounds on his ankles and hands.
The patient had to undergo surgery to stop the bleeding from his body. Some medical staff immediately prepared his operating room. While waiting for the operating room to be ready, some doctors in the ER room have provided tools to keep the patient conscious.
In the heart of Salsa, the girl continued to speak the name of Allah. In order for him to be more calm, because in this situation, he should not be rash.
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The operation lasted 4 hours. All the medical staff in the operating room expressed gratitude for the smooth operation.
Salsa immediately washed her hands and removed her operating robe. Tired up? Sure oes. But he is, very grateful. Tired of being a lillah. Things like this that make Salsa should be more grateful. That way, Salsa can learn from his life.
The girl walked out of her operating room with a big smile.
"Successfully?"
Suddenly the baritone's voice startled Salsa. Spontaneous salsa beristighfar while stroking his chest gently.
"Sir Dirga?"
Salsa said nervously. Salsa was getting nervous when he remembered he was about to enter the ER room earlier he hit a man who wore a striped uniform like a green bean seed creature.
Aerospace!
Yep! Who else?
"Congratulations, yeah,"
Salsa was getting nervous.
"Sir Dirga again, service? Why come here?" salsa asked, looking down. But Dirga's index finger immediately raised Salsa's face to look into her eyes. However, again and AGAIN the girl turned her face away.
"I forgot to tell you today I was told to replace Lieutenant Ferdi. I'm sorry, Sal," said Dirga calmly.
It made Salsa's heart want to cry and roll on the ground. What if Dirga says goodbye to him! Salsa likes this. But along with that, the guilt continued to appear in Salsa's heart. It was like dancing over the suffering of his own cousin.
"Yes, no papa. All want to say goodbye, later I sleep in the mallem mother's place, huh? You don't feel well anymore" Salsa said with a slight nervousness.
He nodded his head, "yes no papa. I'll go there later,"
Daebag!
"Eh-yes brother. I said I wanted to see the patient again" Salsa said, taking Dirga's hand to kiss him. However, she had to respect Dirga as her husband.
Salsa is in a difficult position! And it's hard to explain!
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