My Imam, my army
6. bombs
Salsa, doctor Alif, doctor Andi, doctor Syifa, doctor Aga, doctor Eva and doctor Randy have breathed a sigh of relief when all has been overcome together. They gathered in the doctor's office.
"Finally our job is done. I'm still afraid of the horror of being in this situation" Eva's doctor said, rubbing her face. They have become a stronghold, getting to know each other. The camp is ready to cure its patients.
"Yes, thank God" said Dr. Randy.
They were swept away in small talk about health issues except for Salsa sitting pensively next to Syifa's doctor. I don't know what he was thinking, Salsa looked pale. Until a baritone voice greeted him.
"Doctor Salsa, why?" ask doctor Alif is friendly.
Salsa blinked before replying, "Eh no papa kok doctor Alif. I'm just tired."
"Have a rest, Doctor Salsa. Don't drop here. Let me take you to the room" said Eva's doctor.
"Yes right. Just rest first" said Dr. Aga.
Salsa nodded and immediately got up from her seat. Following in the footsteps of Eva's doctor who escorted her to the inn room. The room was on the top floor of the hospital, to replace if there were any more sudden casualties. Salsa entered a room that was so clean and fragrant. The size is not too big, but it is comfortable for him. He saw that his bag was next to the bed.
"I also want to take a break. Let's get Salsa's doctor," Eva's doctor said kindly.
Salsa smiled kindly as she replied, "Syukron, happy doctor Eva's rest" she said. After making sure Eva's doctor left, she closed the door to her room. His feet walked towards the bed and slammed his body on the soft bed.
His eyes could not stand anymore, Salsa finally fell asleep in an uncomfortable position. His shoes have not been taken off, his doctor's suit is still neatly attached to his frail body. He was so exhausted. So that the sleeping flowers quickly greeted him.
There had been no sleep for five minutes, his eyes re-opened in shock and half-dead. The sound of the bomb shaking had shocked him. The sound of screaming calling his name looked so worried. Salsa quickly got up with a dizzy head from suddenly waking up.
"DOCTOR SALSA, LET'S GET OUT OF THE BUILDING" Eva's doctor shouted frantically as she held Salsa's hand in a brisk walk. The building is shaking.
"PLEASE EVERYONE OUT!" shouted one of the TNI Generals to intrude firmly.
Salsa releases her arm at Eva's doctor. Eva's doctor didn't realize it because it was too late in the situation. Salsa's white coat snagged the closed door. The building shook more due to the bomb explosion for a few moments. Salsa panicked overwhelmingly, so panicked, he could not think clearly to take off the suit and ran out to save himself. He kept pulling his coat on the door that was about to collapse. Salsa wanted to cry right now. He could hear, one part of this roof had collapsed.
"SALVUH!" shouted one of the TNI Generals was surprised not to play when he saw the existence of Salsa who was still on the second floor. The Space General immediately approached the young doctor. He could see if Salsa had shed his tears.
"SALVUE! WAIT A MINUTE, I HELP," said the Space General then opened the door that would collapse and opened it a little so that Salsa clothes could be released.
When Salsa succeeded, he glanced at who the god of the savior was. He widened his eyes when he saw who it was. This dream? Because Salsa was sleeping. This must be a dream. Salsa patted her cheek. But, he was again surprised when a large hand had been poking it ala bridal style. Salsa squealed in shock. He continued to be a guest.
"Are you stupid or what? This building will collapse because of a bomb blast that is so powerful. Why don't you run, pat your cheeks like a fool!" the Angkasa General said firmly while running out with Salsa in his carrier. He couldn't possibly get Salsa to run, because he knew she wouldn't run fast, and the building had partially collapsed. He had to carry Salsa. Dirga knows enough the law to touch a woman who is not his mahram. But, once again Dirga apologized. Because it was forced.
Salsa covered her face with both hands. His heart skipped a beat in the sling of Dirga who was called the Space General. Repeatedly, he apologized to Allah Swt. because Dirga carried him. This should not be, because they are not yet mahram. This time Salsa was carried by a man. Especially his first love. She wanted so badly to cry.
O Allah.sorry Salsa. He's not mahram Salsa. Forgive God, forgive Salsa.
Salsa knew very well how this man carried her while running down the stairs. So strong and soulful to sacrifice.
The question for Salsa here is why is the man here?
Isn't the month right for their wedding reception? Oh my God, Salsa wants to cry if the wedding is on retreat. Where else would he go to avoid attending the wedding. Salsa's heart is getting crowded. I want it to feel like he's screaming. Heart's claustrophobic. Enough already! Seven years he harbors feelings, and please don't let Salsa's heart be torn even deeper.
That's all, Oh God...
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