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At the hospital, that afternoon Shamir approached the cashier's desk. He wants to pay the bills of the Mbok Hospital. Considering tomorrow the Mbok can already go home. Syamir collected money from his work for several days for the cost of the hospital Mbok. Syamir is not sure if his money will be enough or not. With a hint of doubt he approached the cashier.

“Good day Sir, can we help you?” ask the officer. The officer was a woman with coiled hair and was wearing a hospital uniform.

“Begini, I want to pay the patient's bill on behalf of Mbok Wasih.” Shamir replied, he then reached for some money from his pocket.

“Good, wait a minute sir. We will check first.” The cashier then checked his computer screen.

“For patient bill on behalf of Mbok Wasih already paid in full Pak.” Said the officer.

“What? Already paid? But I don't feel like I've paid for it before Mba. Please check back, fear error.” Shamir was a little confused.

“Good, will we check back.” The officer checked his computer screen again.

“Hospital Bills for patients on behalf of Mbok Wasih have been paid in full on two days ago.” Obviously The Officer.

“But I haven't paid it yet. Who paid off my mother's hospital bill?” ask Syamir.

“Here is not listed the name that has paid the bill.”

“What is Zulaikha? emm, all right, then thank you Mba. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum.” Syamir then left the cashier's desk.

Syamir then returned to the Mbok's room, where Syamir did not find Zulaikha. While the Mbok was lying down. But his eyes are still awake.

“Mbok, Zulaikha where ya?” Ask Syamir.

“Tumben you asked Zulaikha. Zulaikha went to the cafeteria with doctor Edward.” Answer the Mbok.

“doctor Edward?” Shamir felt awkward at what he had just heard.

Shamir immediately ran towards the canteen, it turns out that there Zulaikha was talking to doctor Edward while eating their lunch. Shamir then approached them both.

“Zul,” says Syamir.

“Syam.” Zulaikha got up from his chair.

“Hey Bro, whats up? You must be cool because tomorrow your mother can go home, congrats.” Said Edward, he got up from his chair.

“Zul can we talk for a minute.” Syamir.

“Emm, okay. Doctor Edward, I am permission to go for a while yes.”, Zulaikha told Dr. Edward.

“Ya, please.”

Zulaikha then followed Shamir, they are now sitting in the hallway of the hospital. Syamir also began talks related to this.

“Zul, Syam wants to ask Zulaikha. Please answer honestly yes.” Shamir looks very serious.

“InsyaAllah, what would Sham ask Zulaikha?” Zulaikha was tense.

“Zul, Syam was about to pay the Mbok bill, but said the officer had paid it off. What is Zulaikha?”

“If not Zulaikha then who is it?” Syamir now looks confused.

“Zulaikha is also curious, about who ya?” now Zulaikha came to think and guess who might pay the cost of Mbok Hospital.

They both continue to weigh, but it does not cross their minds who has paid it off. Eventually they both gave up. Syamir then said goodbye to return to the room Mbok.

“Syam is still confused, ah, that's it. May whoever he is, Allah will repay his kindness with a reward many times over at His side. Aamiins. Zul, Syam pampit to kara si Mbok ya.”

“Iya Sham.” Answer Zulaikha.

“Assalamualaikum.” Shamir then left.

“Waalaikumsalam.” Zulaikha also left. He returned to the cafeteria to see Dr. Edward.

Without Shamir or Zulaikha knowing, there is someone who is hearing their conversation from behind the wall accidentally. It was Shahira, he accidentally listened to the conversation between Shamir and Zulaikha. Syahira was going to the cafeteria for lunch with Alma. Alma also heard the conversation. Alma was confused to Shahira, why he was hiding when he passed the two unknown people. Alma did not yet know the relationship between Shamir and Shahira, nor the relation to Zulaikha. He continued to wonder in his heart about the actions of his best friend who considered him strange and suspicious.

“Sya, why should we hide anyway?” alma was confused.

“Oh, emmm, yes Al, emm. Uh, yes, why yes?” Syahira pretended to be confused.

“Lo kok more and more sane Sya?” Alma began to suspect.

“Hush! Gabby say Al, emm, yaudah we continue aja yuk.” Syahira instead walked back to his practice room.

“Sya, the canteen is over there. Lo why the hell?” Alma began to get annoyed with the strange habits of her best friend.

“Oh, yes, hehe.” Syahira was so embarrassed when she realized her strange gurgle.

When the two of them returned to walking, they passed by Syamir.not play surprise Syahira when passing by Syamir. He pretended not to see the whereabouts of Shamir. But it did not work, Syamir even smiled at him. Shamir began to approach Shahira. Makes Alma even more curious and curious.

“Sya.” Sapa Shamir's.

“Aduh, why this afternoon he uses nongol all. Surely Alma's starting to get suspicious, I have to tell her what. Do not get Sham to talk me all out about the malem yesterday, can abis me in front of the Alma.” Said Sya in her heart.

“Sya, you know this man?” ask Alma.

“Oh, emm..,” Syahira confusion.

“I sua....,” Syamir's words stopped, Syahira closed Syamir's mouth.

“Sssst.” Syahira covered Shamir's lips with his arm.

“He's my new acquaintance Al, emmm, yaudah I unplug first ya Al. There's something I should be talking about with him, bye Al.” In a hurry Syahira took away Shamir.he pulled Shamir's arm tightly.

“Sya, Yes! It seems like it used to be the same as me! Yes, Yes!” shout Alma. But Syahira had run away from him with the man. He doesn't seem to want to be with Alma any longer.

Syahira ran as fast as he could, without warning to Shamir, Syahira suddenly stopped his running. Making Syamir can not brake his steps and hit Syahira. Shahira hapir fell, but Shamir managed to hold him back. Syahira now falls in the lap of Syamir.

“You don't papa, do you?” shamir. They both looked at each other so closely. They could even feel their breaths. Both Syahira and Shamir felt faint, their faces turning red. People at the hospital who saw the incident instantly said ‘cieee’ simultaneously. They seemed to be watching a romantic scene of a drama in the real world.