My Only One's

Clarra's Visit

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"The cracks are gone, and everything that had shifted has returned to its place." The doctor pointed to a few dots on the scanned image moments ago after the cast protecting Amara's hands and feet was opened.

"Overall his recovery went well and was quite quick, given his rather severe incident." Doctors turned their attention to the three people sitting opposite him, including Arfan who arrived shortly before the examination.

"So it's okay not to wear a cast anymore?" Galang asked.

"Actually it is still necessary, just to keep him awake, and prevent the patient from dangerous movements, but …."

"I don't want to wear a cast of hands with my feet feeling stiff." Amara interrupted the conversation.

"But it's safer." said Galang who turned to him.

"What is dangerous if the patient does not use a cast?" Arfan spoke up.

"Not even if the patient can take care of himself, and promise not to do carelessness" replied the doctor who also turned to look at Amara.

"I'm not going to be weird. The cast is no longer installed. Promise me." Amara squeezed Galang's hand which was holding it, asking for support.

"Alright, just be careful we won't pair it again."

"Good doctor."

Then after a while they switched to a plastic surgery unit. Deliberately consult about facial surgery that will be carried out in the next three days. 

Several checks were conducted to see Amara's readiness and find out how he is currently in his condition. Including physical and mental states that are equally important for the smooth operation.

"The conditions are good, and the operation can be done on schedule." The beautiful doctor named Kirana explained the results of her examination.

"Originally the condition is kept as good as this everything must go smoothly" he said again who wrote some things on his note.

"The next thing we're going to fix is here, here, and here." The woman pointed at a few spots on Amara's still-visible scar.

"Doctor, the operation is not sick?" Amara asked.

"The process won't hurt because we're going to use a local anesthetic here. Maybe in the recovery process alone that will hurt a little."

"Mm …."

"Don't worry, just a little." Doctor Kirana smiled sweetly while patting her shoulders slowly.

"okay."

"Not to be tense, this is just a minor operation. Only repair damaged skin tissue to return to normal. The rest is just a normal procedure." The woman convinced Amara.

"Yes Doctor."

"Alright, then you can rest again after this. Remember to rest and eat nutritious. The medicine must also be eaten so that the condition gets better huh?"

"Good Doctor."

"Well, I'll see you in three days?"

Then the three men decided to leave the room.

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"I don't think you're in today?" Clarra greeted him when Galang arrived on the twentieth floor at almost noon.

"Cannot be. There's a lot I have to finish before I leave, right?" The man stopped right in front of Clarra's desk.

"Yeah, right."

"Hmm ... just had the last checkup before the surgery in the next three days" explained the man, and he checked his work schedule given by the secretary.

"Operation the day after?" Clarra asked.

"Yes, if the situation remains stable can be ascertained according to schedule. I hope so."

"Hopefully everything is smooth" Clarra said.

"Yes, thank you."

The woman nodded her head.

"Who is accompanying him now? Didn't you move it to the NMC?"

"There's Mr. Arfan. Today he also accompanied us on the examination." Error answering.

"Sir Arfan is still watching his son huh? Are you married?"

"Yeah, that seems like an unavoidable thing. After all they were indeed very close, so it seemed that it would be difficult to change that habit."

"Not to be changed, good also if close to parents, we will not be too difficult. There will always be a place to complain and share anything. And that's good." 

"Yes, I think you're right Cla, it's good enough to leave it while I have to work." Galang.

"Hm …."

"So, what's my job today? Is there a meeting outside or something?" Dismissing the topic of conversation.

"No, for today you helped Dimitri finish his job. And for a meeting like tomorrow and the day after noon. Or if you can't accompany Dimitri, can I leave it to Mr. Andra?"

"Umm .. no need. For tomorrow or the day after tomorrow it looks like I can still. So let me finish it." He received some documents for him to work on.

"You sure?"

"That's sure."

"Well then, maybe later in the afternoon or in the evening I'll send the schedule to you and Dimitri?"

"Good." Then Galang sauntered into Dimitri's room to submit some reports and do his part.

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"Have you moved Ara to the NMC?" Dimitri affixed his signature to the documents submitted by Galang. 

"Yes sir."

"How's it going in there? What good?"

"Good sir. Ready to use if needed."

"Thank God. So we and our employees will have easier access to health. No need for insurance or anything like that to get good health care. Just registered as an employee of Nikolai Group, and they'll get it."

"Yes, and I think it's very useful. Does not require many procedures, patients will be treated immediately without waiting for administrative affairs at the beginning. And that's very nice."

"Hm .... Pretty successful project I think." Dimitri nodded his head.

"certain Sir. And a good idea too."

"Yeah, .. Rania had an idea, and I just made it happen. At least it'll be easier for our employees."

"But good sir. As the first patient after the project was completed, I was satisfied with the service." Galang.

"Of course satisfied, where else will you get health services with hotel facilities as good as that? Only in NMC. There are also other hospitals that have the same facilities, must definitely spend a lot of money to get it. While at NMC, you only need to show evidence as an employee of Nikolai Group."

Galang.

"Om Arfan must have spent a lot of money yesterday to take care of Ara in the hospital. While you? It's lucky the NMC's done."

"Yes sir, that's right." Then the man laughed.

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"Groof?" Clarra called out to him as the man was about to walk into Amara's treatment room at almost night.

"Hey? You're here?" The roar also rotates the body.

"Yes, stop by to see Ara." replied Clarra after they were quite close.

"Oh, okay." Galang glanced at the man who was beside the woman.

"Come?" He opened the door and let them in.

Amara sat half-lying on the bed staring at the television screen, and Arfan was still there with his laptop and cell phone on. Working from afar while accompanying his daughter who is in treatment.

"Good afternoon sir?" Clarra immediately greeted.

"Oh, afternoon? You guys coming?" Arfan answered. He then stopped his work that was almost complete.

Amara welcomed her husband with joy.

"How are you doing?" Galang embrace the woman and then kiss the top of her head.

"I'm okay. It's just still sick." Amara complained while showing her right hand and foot that was still wrapped in a thick enough turban.

"It's still better than wearing a cast, right?"

"Hu'um." Amara nodded her head.

"See who's coming?" The man then shifts as Clarra and doctor Syharil approach.

"Hi Ra, how are you?" Clarra greeted him, as if Doctor Syahril had shaken him once.

"Hi Brother? It's mending." Amara looked up at her husband for an explanation.

"Thank God. I hope you recover quickly." said Clarra who was closer to the woman.

"Yes, thanks. It's also better, just can't do anything." Amara with her charms.

"What do you want? Just rest." Clarra laughed a little at it.

"Umm .. means .. can't do anything yet. Eating is still bribed, bathing is still bathed, especially if you want to go out. I have to use a wheelchair."

"It's okay, so that Galang has additional tasks after work." Clarra then sat down in a chair which she drew near to them, while Doctor Syahril chose to approach Arfan who continued his work.

"Mm .. hehe." Amara then laughed softly.

She felt this atmosphere was a little strange, where she who was now the wife of Galang met her husband's ex-lover who had just been decided shortly before they married. And they can be this familiar. But isn't this better?

"I want to apologize Ra" Clarra said later.

"Sorry?"

The woman nodded her head.

"I'm sorry for what?"

"For everything I said before you got into an accident, and for what my mom did."

"What?"

"I don't know the consequences will be as fatal as this, but that's the truth, right?"

Amara looked up at her husband sitting next to her. Then he recalled the last moment before the accident where Clarra met him and said many things.

"I .. think that there may be my words that contributed to the event so that it makes things like this, so …."

Amara shook her head.

"It has nothing to do with it" he said later.

"It's just a normal conversation, right? At that time, what you said was real. If Galang hadn't come to see me, maybe the beating wouldn't have happened."

"What?" React error.

"No. I was wrong to say such a thing. It shouldn't be my business to come or not Galang to the tavern, the beating will still happen. Because the problem isn't with what happened before, it's my mom."

"Mama? Meanin?" Amara seemed to be wondering.

"My birth name."

The woman frowned.

"The bottom line is there is a serious problem that caused my mama to attack Galang. He was not happy because I refused to see him and thought Galang was behind all my rejections, so. That's how it ends."

Amara tried to digest everything Clarra said.

"And the most fatal of all is that he attacked you. You know nothing and have nothing to do with anything. Just because you're Mr. Arfan's son." Clarra glanced at the two men in front of her.

"Once again I'm sorry, for whatever I said and what you've been through. It's all completely out of my control" Clarra said with heart.

"Umm .. okay. I don't think there's anything I can say about that. I don't know what the problem is. All I know is I was in an accident and . yeah, that's it. About the same business Brother I don't even remember. Haha." Amara laughed.

"So .. Everything is clear, right? I'm sorry, and you forgive me?" Clarra tried to explain the situation.

"Yes, why am I sorry? We didn't have any problems before, did we?" Amara replied, making Clarra breathe a sigh of relief.

After weeks of the accident, his mind became unsettled. And he believes that the only way is to talk to Amara to apologize and explain the situation. Which turned out not to be as heavy as he had imagined.

"Thank you." Clarra hugged Amara.

"Awhile." Galang interrupted after listening to the conversation of these two women.

"Where does this mean that conversation? Why don't I know?" he said he tried to remember many things but still he did not find the answer.

"Nothing, just plain talk." Amara signals Clarra to shut up.

"Masa? How serious is that?"

"No, it's ordinary. Isn't it sister?"

Clarra nodded her head.

"But I'm …."

"Udah, this is a woman's business. Brother don't need to know." Amara patted her husband's thigh.

"But I just heard it." Error answering.

"Yes, just listen don't know anything else."

"But it …."

"Heh, that. It's not my business!" said Amara again who made the man beside her was silent for a moment. Clarra laughed at the couple's behavior.

"Okay, then I'll say yes?" Clarra dudiram. He got up after hugging Amara once again.

"Hurrying too?"

"Yes, I have to pick up Syahnaz."

"Silvia?" Amara parroted as she glanced at the doctor Syahril who had risen.

"Yes. He was afraid to wait too long, later nagging." clarra explained, although still did not make Amara understand this one situation.

"We're saying goodbye." said Clarra again, and they left soon after. 

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