My Imam, my army

first impressions

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"Doctor Salsa," call one of the nurses.

Salsa who had been daydreaming, who knew what was being daydreamed, immediately turned to the source of the voice. Smiling kindly looked at her nurse.

"What's up, sister Lala?" ask doctor Salsa is friendly.

"Previously sorry, from earlier I knocked on the door of doctor Salsa, but there was no authenticity. That's why I opened it right away" Sister Lala said kindly.

"Oh it's okay. Sorry, I was daydreaming,"

"Yes doc. I brought the results of the patient's condition report in the rafflesia room," the Sister said as she handed Salsa a light pink envelope.

"Can I see?" ask Salsa kindly.

The nurse nodded then said, "Then thank you very much, doc. I have to check the patients of the orchid room," the saying is friendly

"Yes equally," after that, Salsa again closed the door of her room and sat back down to see the results of the report given by Sister Lala just now. His fingers opened the pink envelope slowly, as he was about to read the report's contents, his concentration was scrapped. Because she remembered her daydream a few minutes ago before Sister Lala came. Really bother him.

He sighed as he rubbed his forehead, "O Allah, what is this sin of mine? For thinking of someone who is clearly not a servant mahram. Please keep the servant away from the negative shadow, O Allah," he said frustratedly. Put back the pink map that was on his lap.

Salsa glanced at the sweetly circular watch on her small wrist, showing at 03:05 p.m. The career girl rose from her seat of greatness to go to the mosque provided by the hospital, of course to perform Ashar prayers.

The legs covered in long white skirts have walked down the garden path that will take him to the mosque area is so magnificent. There have been many pilgrims who came out because they have finished performing worship. That means Salsa does not participate. Not only Salsa, some people who have not performed Ashar prayers immediately visit the mosque.

Salsa took off her proud white coat and kept the cupboard.

Salsa immediately took ablution water. According to him, every time he rubs ablution water into his body, it can have a good effect on his body. When finished, Salsa immediately took the mukena provided by the mosque.

After he finished praying and poured out a little of his heart on Him, Salsa folded his face again and put it back neatly in place. He immediately took his proud white coat. When he wanted to set foot on the terrace of the mosque, suddenly his legs suddenly stopped. His heart skipped a beat, cold sweat began to appear. The word istighfar he had spoken several times.

A man in his typical pride uniform had managed to make Salsa's steps suddenly stiff, as if there was a chain of ships holding his feet from walking any closer. That fellow...

That guy, Salsa's upperclassman when he was in high school. Salsa had long harbored feelings towards her upperclassman, even her feelings were still lingering in her heart until this moment, and this second. His upperclassman named Angkasa Dirgantara has been able to shake his heart. A soldier called Captain has knocked down his fortress. But, his fate is not like in novels that will end happily. Dirga has a fiancee. His fiancee is not far from his own cousin's sister. Hearing that, Salsa's heart was tight. But, it was only his earthly lust. Salsa should not be like that. Can't think of someone who hasn't been his mahram. So Salsa had to bury her feelings that were about seven years old from the time she was in High School. Every day, he strengthened by praying with the Almighty. Ask negative thoughts to stay away from him. It's a fatal mistake. Moreover, he already has a fiancee. For seven years saving feelings and trying to eliminate those feelings, when he saw Dirga a day, had collapsed the fortress of defense. Let alone a day, just a few minutes have collapsed. Perhaps, Dirga had bombed his heart with his flagship weapon when he was brought to war.

It seemed, Salsa had to strengthen her faith again.

Dirga was a cold guy when he was in High School, even that cold nature is still attached to his face to this day. Each curve of his face depicts his disposition that is suitable to be a soldier who holds the title of General. His jaw was firm as his attitude. Anyone woman will be captivated to see the natural Dirga perfect sculpture created by Allah Swt. The man deliberately stopped by the mosque of Al-Akbar hospital, because he happened to be passing the front road of the hospital, so decided to pray there.

"Don't stand in the middle of the road, Doctor Salsa,"

Salsa was aghast when she heard the sound of the baritone being so cold and resolute that it greeted her eardrum.

"Ka-Kak Dirg-a's. Sorry," Salsa said stammeringly as she lowered her head. Afterwards, Dirga entered the mosque to worship.

Fortunately, he did not play eye contact with Dirga.  Without waiting any longer, Salsa walked away while neutralizing her heartbeat. Salsa immediately picked up her suit and ran out to return to her room. The incident has just made the heart of Salsa kembis kempis.

"O Allah, sin be the servant for liking the fiancee of others" he said as he exited the mosque area and actually returned to his room.

While walking down the lobby to return to her room, one of the nurses had called her name.

"Doctor Salsa," he shouted.

Salsa looked back to see who was calling her, after knowing, she smiled kindly.

"What's up, sus?"

"The orchid room patient is being critical, we have to do surgery right away, Doc. The permit file has been placed on Doctor Salsa's desk, ready to be signed" Sister Lala said.

"Prepare the operating room, I'll sign the dossier immediately" Salsa said. After that the girl ran to her room. For him, being a doctor is not easy. But, Salsa has created this profession since childhood. Saving one life needs to get permission from Allah. He only helps as much as possible with His permission. True life and death remain God Swt who holds.

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