Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)

BSJ 44: What's Hidden

...'The existence of a fortress that covers up to contain you, still destiny is more on my side.'...

...Keevanzar Radityan Al - Faruq...

...BSJ 44: What's Hidden...

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Two weeks had passed so quickly. It did not feel like the day passed without any meaningful partition. So far, the relationship of two young couples who got married two weeks ago is fine. Upon returning from Bandung, they were welcomed by their extended family. Until now, they live in harmony and understand each other's circumstances.

From the way they serve, from two different professions. Van'ar is a state servant who is also guarding, also protecting. While the wife as a doctor-duty to provide first aid also heal wounds that can still be handled. Now the two have returned to duty, separated by longing also fortified by distance.

The husband is still active in the union, so rarely exchange news. While the late wife was preoccupied with the state of the ER who continued to receive emergency patients who exceeded the limit.

"Eat a lot of Ra, be skinny."

Syndir beautiful woman who works as an obstetrician.

"Yes. It's been a lot."

Answer the hijab-wearing woman.

Now the two are enjoying lunch in the room of Adnia-a beautiful woman who works as an obstetrician.

"Ra?" Call the beautiful woman who just officially became Dr. Radien's wife, a week ago.

"What the hell is it, if you eat it again don't talk first." Correction of the woman who now let go of the solemn cover, considering they are only two here.

"That's like the patient who was treated on the 4th floor was a rich man huh?" Adnia asked tampa heeding Aurra's words.

"Which one?"

Aurra asked while ending the meal.

"That's loh, being treated in the VVIP room. There is a bodyguard. Sultan kali huh?"

Confused beautiful woman who loved the origin of talking it.

"Maybe it is." Aurra's response was indifferent, because he himself rarely visited the 4th floor. Because he was more often in the ER, there is also a practice room on the 3rd floor.

"Hm, I think so. Because my honey bunny husband also said that the permission for the nurse is only a senior doctor."

The beautiful woman in the syar'i hijab smiled slightly. Funny to hear his best friend called the husband with the name 'My Honey bunny Husband' while he was quite with the 'mas' appendage only.

Derrts

Derrts

"Hallo?"

The sound of vibration coming from Adnia's snelli pocket.

"...."

"Ok, I'm heading there. Prepare the operating room immediately."

"....."

"Good."

"Ra, I'm first. There's a pregnant woman who wants to give birth." Said Adnia while hurrying to fix the place.

"Yes, let me do it."

"Thank you Ra, I'm ahead."

The beautiful woman smiled, her humorous best friend was always looking more mature when it came to her patients.

Aurra knows for herself how her best friend struggles to be like this. Women who originally hated blood, now almost every day berjibaku with blood. Aurra smiled a little, after the death of her best friend she also returned to standby. Before lunch earlier, he had prayed dzuhur so now he just stayed back to carry out his duties.

Jibaku with patients with varied injuries, due to various kinds of accidents as well. Bloodstains to heart-wrenching roars, all coming from his patients every day. Today Aurra does handle several operations, as well as the morning shif section in the Emergency Unit.

"Alhamdulillah, the fracture has begun to enter the process of recovery." Said the hijab-wearing woman who was friendly.

The 70-year-old man is Aurra's patient to this day. He had an open fracture (Bone fracture is open, for example a fracture that looks there is a tear and bleed), on his thumb and wrist, because of a motor accident he experienced. While other body parts have scratches and bruises that are not too severe.

"So, can the doctor come home tomorrow?"

Aurra smiled kindly, while taking out a tensimeter to measure the patient's blood pressure.

"God, if tomorrow the results of your ribs are better, you are allowed to go home."

Aurra said while looking at the small object measuring blood pressure.

"A hundred and eighty, do you still like to get dizzy?" Ask.

"Little, maybe if it moves a lot."

"Father is still anemic, you have to rest a lot. Later let the sister give you more supplements of blood."

"Yes the doctor."

Finished with the last patient still being treated for the intention, Aurra passed towards her room. The day had begun to afternoon, as he passed through the corridor to his room, he saw the figure of the in-law at the end there.

"Dad?"

Confused, while trying to call the figure that was passing by with two men in suits beside him.

"What's Dad doing here, is anyone sick?"

He thought, but he shook little.

He tried to think positively, maybe his father-in-law was chak up routine health, or visit relatives.

After denying the potency, Aurra again rushed towards her space. The day had started late in the afternoon, and the shif was over today.

Cleeks

Decitan door space so loud, welcome the arrival of the driver. He immediately rushed to fix the place, into a bag that he usually carries to bring mukena. Until a stocky hand coiled around her slender waist.

"Assalamualaikum, wife."

The bass whisper is smoothed beside the beautiful face of Aurra. The owner smiled slightly, he memorized the owner of the familiar voice as well as this familiar scent.

"Waalaikumsalam, mas." Answer while returning to fix the goods of the milliustara.

"Mas's home from the force?"

Ask after finishing fixing his belongings. Not much indeed, the need to eat, his medical notebook, also his prayer equipment. That'sthat's all.

"Here, go get the wife. So go home quick." He answered with a small smile.

"Don't do that, mas duty is number one, family number two." Sanggah Aurra's.

Cup

"Yes my wife, this is my duty. That's why I picked you up, deck. It's time to go home." He said after peeping the head of the wife.

"That's."

"Yes, deck."

The beautiful woman turned around, looking at the husband who was still wearing his full-service uniform. The tired curate was faintly visible on the face of his face. He smiled a little, in the middle of tired after work, his husband still had time to invite his wife to the hospital.

"Capek ya mas, looks really good." He said while wiping the sweat that adorns the temple of the husband.

"No, just a little sultry after running the marathon."

"Running marathon?" Confused by the wife.

"Yes, in the hospital corridor. Afraid you're home first deck." The honest answer is immediately rewarded with a sweet smile of the wife.

"Other times, if you want to pick up the phone first"

"Handphone mas dead, a week not on the charger."

Aurra melogo shocked at the husband's words.

"Astagfirullah, why not on a mas charger?"

"Forget. I rarely use a cell phone."

Aurra shakes her head in disbelief. Her husband is, indeed, typical of people who rarely hold a mobile phone. So rarely, he sometimes forgets to charge his phone for weeks.

"Yes, let Aurra charger at home. Have a mobile phone that is used, make communication for example, to exchange news as well. So don't make people worry later." The chirping of Aurra reminds.

Van'ar was notyah angry to hear the babbling of the wife, he just smiled a little. Because for him the wife is very adorable if you are nagging.

"Ish people tell you it's horrified, not the mesem mesem mesem itself." Ketus Aurra finally.

"Yes sorry my wife. It's horrifying."

Said Van'ar while grunting the shoots of khimar the wife.

"Well, we're home, okay?" Invite him who is directly possessed by the wife.

"Can the deck go up?" Tanya.

"Alhamdulillah, can mas." Replied the beautiful woman who had sat sweetly in the passenger seat.

"Close grip, fear of falling."

The husband's instructions.

"Mode yes."

"Aww sick deck." Ringis Van'ar when his waist was presented with a pinch of his wife.

"That's not mode."

"A little deck, same wife."

He said to defend himself, before launching his motorbike to split the streets. Enjoy the afternoon with his beloved wife.

Arriving at the Radityan family home, they both cross paths with Lunar who looks to be in a hurry. The beautiful girl in the syar'i hijab was seen carrying a large bag with her.

"Lunar, where are you going?"

Sapa Aurra asked.

"Ah mbak, I want to go to the hospital.Mau-" The girl paused her words, condemning her stupidity.

"Hospital? Who's sick?"

Tanya Aurra was curious. He also saw his father-in-law in the hospital.

"Ah, Lunar's friend there's a birth. So Lunar wants to go to the hospital. Just bring an extra blanket for his relatives who go there, pity." His eagle while lifting his big bag.

"Which friend?"

Now it was the turn of the elder brother who asked, looking at him in full search through his sharp gaze.

"High School Friend bang, she gave birth to her first child earlier."

Van'ar did not respond, at least there is something that feels strange from the attitude of his sister.

"Yes already, you heart the path yes Lunar."

"Yes, ma'am."

"who are you going to be?" Ask Aurra again.

"Sama driver. If that's Aurra first, bang, mbak." Lunar pamit. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Aurra and Van'ar.

After Lunar's death, Aurra and Van'ar continued their steps. Entering the magnificent house that feels lonely. Silence is very noticeable, when there is usually a mother-in-law in the living room as well as their grandfather-Ibra.

"Mothers are the same to where the hell mas?"

Ask the beautiful woman, considering that until eight o'clock the house remained quiet.

"Aunty said, Daddy's the same mother again out. If Opa is again in Makassar." Said the handsome man who had just replaced his coco clothes with a more casual home-gown.

"Hm, it's worth it."

Aurra said while unplugging her husband's mobile phone charger.

Sit next to the bed, while activating the phone. Wait until the screen opens, and start exploring the phone owned by the husband seiizin her husband earlier. There are only a few chat apps, some dedicated communication apps. Without medson applications such as IG, FB, Line or the like. He turned to contact, and wow. Aurra was stunned to see the contact list of the husband. No more than twenty people.

"You're just this kind of contact?" Ask curiously.

"Yes." Yeah." Replied the handsome man who was walking towards him.

There is only contact of people closest to him, as well as the officials and friends of his colleagues in unity. Aurra toggle to open the gallery, there are only three folders there. Camera, Whatsapp and Sreenshoot. It contains no more than 100 fhoto, many fhoto unity letter that Aurra does not understand. Moreover, candid Lunar photos are also photos of their post-wedding. It is fitting that the wallpaper is a photo of their bride, Aurra so smiled at her.

"Consider what the hell the deck is, until a smile smiles on its own." Said Van'ar who came while laying his head on the lap of the wife.

"Mas."

Lirih the wife warned, as Van'ar changed his position to lead to the slender belly of Aurra while hugging her.

"So soon, he wants a gini."

Pinta Van'ar's.

Aurra did not reject it, she re-opened the photo in the Camera folder. There were only a few photos of her there, still wearing a white ash uniform. Wearing a black suit symbolizing the OSIS logo, wow. Aurra only realized that her husband was Ketos aka Chairman of Osis.

"Past the head of OSIS?"

"Hm." Van'ar muttered that he still allowed his face to face Aurra's stomach.

Aurra again menscrool sideways, it turns out that her husband's expression was from the first flat bin plate. Although in grace a beautiful face that is no less than a romantic dinovel cogan. Aurra believes these are all Lunar shots. There are more Lunar photos there. There are also childhood photos of Van'ar when he was Junior High .SMP alone is handsome, although his expression is still flat.

Aurra again saw the husband's photo, something interesting to her attention. Fhoto himself wore a bomber jacket that read BEM (Student Executive Board). The middle holds a small banner that reads presma, while staring flat at the camera. Beside him there appeared to be several people in the same jacket, which Aurra believed to be her senior.

"Mas, you used to be PRESMA?" Ask again curious.

"Hm."

"What did you study first?" Curious Aurra while gently caressing the husband's black mane.

"Psychologist."

"Psychologist? Why?"

"You will, let it be easy to read people's minds in any situation." He said relaxed still in his position.

"So you can tell people are lying?"

"Hm."

'Including my brother who lied earlier.'

Inner Van'ar.

Van'ar majored in psychology, not for no reason. Much he gets from alone, he can also be realized when he is running a task. A psychologist's degree is also one of the branches of a career officer. Because one of the more officers is a career officer who has a professional diploma (Medicine, Pharmacy, Psychology), Bachelor (SI) and Diploma III Program State or equated, according to the department/the study program is determined through the Short Service Association for TNI-AU, Al and AD.

Officers generally receive leadership and management training, in addition to training related to their specialization in a military unit. Some militaries in developed countries even require a college degree as a prerequisite for a commission to be an officer, but in the TNI it is not a necessity but recommended.

"He when did the deck grow?"

Said Van'ar in a slightly restrained voice due to his position.

Aurra was stunned for a moment, her husband's speech broke her daydream that was imagining the husband's story about his military academy.

"What's mas?"

"When is your belly distended deck?"

Deg

Aurra speechless, her husband is always able to make her hang unexpectedly.

"I want to see you pregnant, our son."

Continue while mengedusel-dusel in the slender stomach of the wife, which is hindered by her long gamis.

"We pray to God, let his prayers be obnoxious." Aurra said while rubbing the black mane swipe belonging to the husband.

"Mas can't wait to be Dad." Continue Van'ar while briefly peeling the outer part of the robe of the Aurra's abdomen.

The young man did not play, he wanted to be a father. Despite his young age, but he is ready lillahita'ala if God willing to give the gift immediately to the womb of the wife. Because of this late end he often has enough dream flowers to worry about.

"May you grow fast, in there."

A small gesture of hope to the almighty.

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To Be Continue

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Sukabumi may 31, 2020

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