
"Because all the examinations have been completed, so the doctor will leave" said Anton, saying goodbye to Alena who became his patient.
"Yes Doc, be careful when driving a car, don't forget to use a seatbelt," replied Alena, she spoke like that following the dialogue in one of the scenes of the Barbie series. A long sentence that makes Anton feel anxious himself.
Doctor Anton even gently stroked the top of Alena's head.
"I'm sorry, sir, ma'am," said Dr. Anton anyway, talk to me and Mas Haris.
"Well Doc, let me take it to the front," I said kindly, but I had not had time to move my footsteps immediately paused when I heard Haris directly reply ...
"No, you go with Alena. Let me take doctor Anton with me" said Mas Haris, this time I noticed his face again looked cold. Long time mas Haris like a child whose mood likes to change.sometimes feels so warm but a few minutes later turned cold.
While I was always in the same position, a position that could not be revolted regardless of the treatment.
After Mas Haris and Doctor Anton left, I looked at Alena intensely. Alena who had been lying on her bed. "It's time for Alena to go to bed, huh?" I said and Alena nodded without even making a single protest.
"I want to hear mama sing" Alena asked with her eyes closed.
"All right," I said, You Are My Sunshine I sing to Alena.
When Mas Haris returned to this room, Alena was already asleep.
"Alena is asleep, Mas" I reported as he got off the bed.
"Hem, rest too" replied Mas Haris.
"I called Namira first?" even though I felt really bad. But how else, I need permission and certainty about this. I don't want any misunderstanding between us.
"Yes," replied Mas Haris briefly, he did not even stare at me as he said that. It seems like he has gotten tired of arguing, so it's up to me to do what.
I saw Mas Haris get on Alena's bed and kiss the little girl, so I decided to go out and go into the room.
It's still 9 p.m., usually Namira hasn't slept. Usually the beautiful woman just arrived home.
"Assalamualaikum Nami," I said after this call was connected, I tried to be ordinary, not too curious about the hearts of both of us.
"Waalaikumsalam Ma'am, what's wrong?" ask Namira anyway.
"Alena can't wait to go to the park, so she invites me to leave tomorrow morning" I explained.
"Geez, tomorrow morning I already have an appointment with my patient Ma'am," Namira replied, her voice sounding full of regret.
"I'm sorry Nami, I don't know if the schedule suddenly changes like this."
Hearing the answer, as soon as my heart rippled, God seemed to give way for me to come to the Garden without hurting Namira, Namira asked for it.
"I'm sorry Namira, I made you bother."
"It's okay, don't apologize. I just thank Ms. Anin as open as this to me. I'm grateful that Mbak Anin has always appreciated my existence" Namira replied at length.
Oh my God, Namira is so good.
"Alright, tomorrow also did not have time to come do not force yourself. There's still plenty of time to go to the park again" I explained.
"Yes, but tomorrow I will try to come to the park. This time it's special because it's the first time Alena's out."
"Thank you Namira," I said, saying this very sincerely.
When the call was interrupted, I breathed a sigh of relief. Because some of the fears I had thought about didn't happen.
After calling Namira, I came out of the room again. Looking for where Mas Haris is, I don't know what it feels like whatever I'm doing now should report first with the cold-faced man.
If not, I am not calm myself.
"Mas!" call me in a hurry, because I saw that Haris was about to enter his room.
After his steps came to a halt Mas Haris immediately stared at me, "What?" ask her with a flat face.
"Namira has an appointment tomorrow morning with her patient, so she will try to catch up. Didn't go with us" I reported later.
Mas Haris was silent, just looking at me. Does he not realize if his gaze actually makes me clumsy myself?
"U-already Mas, I just want to say about it," I said softly, taking one step back ready to go.
"Other times don't have to be busy taking care of other people until like this, just think about yourself," said Mas Haris.
Now it's my turn to be quiet.
"Rest, tomorrow there is no need to prepare anything. In this house there are already servants," said Mas Haris again.
I can only nod.
We stared at each other for a moment before he finally entered his room and closed the door.