
On Altair's fifth day in hospital, his condition began to improve.
Mila looked towards Altair, and Altair simply forced her smile. Don't want to make Mila worry more.
Likewise, when he had to eat hospital food that he hated greedily.
They eat in silence. Only the sound of medical devices, the pounding between the spoon and the plate, and the heavy breathing from Mila filled the room.
When the food is up, Mila permits to go to the hospital kitchen to wash the cutlery.
He saw a beautiful woman sitting on a park bench near Altair's room.
'What a beauty, who is she? When viewed from the style of his clothes, it looks like a model, muttered Mila
"What did you see, Nad?" Asked Dinda who was confused because Mila walked not looking forward
"Sorry Din, I was fascinated by a beautiful woman sitting on a park bench"
"Which woman? There was no one there" Dinda pointed in the direction in question
"Ta.tadi kok Din" Mila was surprised to see the woman was not on the park bench
"Maybe it's gone. By the way, what room are you in? Who's sick, Nad?"
dinda's question left Mila unmoved
"Om me, he's got a bloody fever. What shift is it today, Din?"
"Shift night. I want to go home, but I want to visit one more room. Where are you going to take that dirty food place?"
"I'm going to the hospital kitchen, I'm going to wash the place to eat and I'm asking for hot water."
"If that's what I am first, Nad."
"Yes, Din. Be careful"
Dinda and Mila split up in the hallway, Mila to the right and Dinda straight towards room 115.
"Good morning. I was tense first. Doctor Maura said you can go home?" Sapa Dinda to Altair
"Yes, Sus. Finally home"
"His blood pressure is 100/80. Normal is. The platelets are also good already normal. Go home wait for Doctor Maura visit once again yes" explained Dinda then accidentally dropped a bracelet on the side of the infusion pole
"Sorry fell. I'll get ya"
"Oh it's got my Assistant, her name is Mila. Thank you, Sus" Obviously Altair realized Dinda was like wondering about the bracelet.
"Mila's? But it looks like it's the same bracelet as it has.." yet Dinda continues her talk, Mila pulls Dinda's hand.
"Ah... A couple of bangles like this. Oh yeah how's my boss progress? The tensens are good, aren't they, Sus?" Mila cut off Dinda's talk
"Boss?" Dinda is confused
"Yes she's Mila, my Personal Assistant. Mila took care of me all this time, Sus."
"Mila's? Ohh.. This is Miss Mila. Personal Assistant? Not your wife?" Dinda probed
"May I have a medical record, my boss?" Mila pulled Dinda out of the room to the end of the deserted passageway
"Nad, what's going on? He said your name was Mila? And you said it hurt om lo, but it turned out to be Altair. I don't understand any of this. What really happened? I need an explanation, now!" Dinda is upset to feel played by Mila
"Yes okay, I'm clear. Altair didn't know me before, because I wasn't the Mila I used to be. See, a lot of changes are the same as I am now. Second, I'm Assistant Personal Altair and in my office I'm called Mila, from my last name, Clarin Nadya Kamila. Third, I had to lie with you because I was afraid you thought that kind of thing" finally Mila bluntly
"Why didn't you tell me you were Nadya, you were her ex-boyfriend back in college?"
"Related, Din. Not now. There's something I have to do first before Altair knows who I am."
"What's it doing, Nad? Do you want revenge? There is no point in revenge. Try to be honest with yourself, actually what are you doing now because of revenge or you still like him?"
"Lo doesn't understand, Din"
"Judah, do what you want. I went to the room and took the medical records. I'll be back with Doctor Maura"
--oOo----
One week after the hospital incident. Mila became the hottest trending topic in her office, especially on the 9th floor. Like a celebrity, now it's like everyone knows Mila.
Obviously, a woman and a man are alone, even though it's the hospital, everyone thinks Mila has a special relationship with her boss, Altair.
"Millllllll..." Sapa Chika just got out of the elevator
"Oh, I swear, you can't jump on me! You want to marry me?" resounding
"Huh? What's?"
"Lo is the same as Pak Altair. Aaaaa.... That must be really fun"
"What the hell is Chik, you think sick people's ngerawat is good? No times. He smells jigong, he doesn't shower, he doesn't brush his teeth. But the mouthwashes are mouthwash and his face is only wiped with a wet tissue"
"but a handsome one, right?"
"I.iya anyway want how basically handsome mah not shower a month is also handsome. Uh, that's why the hell on my mulu mulu daritadi? Saltum? Or my powder is whitish? My perfume sting? Or is there a lipstick on my tooth?" Mila was misbehaving because the whole floor was looking at her and whispering.
"Gga Mil, all ngeliatin lo because you are still so trending topic a week do not enter work given permission to the Altair Pak apparently because the Altair Pak Ngrawat alone."
"If Pak Altair is sick again not the same me, maybe I am not the one who nurses"
"But it's also good Mil, because Pak Altair there is no family here. I'm sure this abis you will be promoted to the post"
"Good Morning" Suddenly a distinctive bass sound echoes to make everyone stop talking
"Good Morning Sir, how about sir? Is it healed sir?" Tony approached the voice and shook his hand
"Alhamdulillah, Tonnes. How about yourself? The warehouse all right?" dimly Mila heard Altair and Tony talking.
Mila turns her back away from anyone and hopes Altair doesn't see her. Her chest feels tight.
The cold spreads throughout the body.
'Don't until she sees me' hope Mila then goes into the room sneaking quietly stepping quickly.
The room measuring 14mx2m which is only inhabited by two creatures who are again in a clunky atmosphere of air as if it feels so stuffy even though the air conditioner is already 16oc temperature.
It was as if nothing had ever happened to them together. A week in the hospital back near him apparently restored the feeling that once existed to be completely intact.
The pounding on Mila's chest strengthened. Remembering what happened a while ago. It is undeniable that Mila's feelings for Altair are deep enough. It will not go away in a day, two days or a month.
Even the most fatal mistake that is possible for some women if not strong he will kill himself, but not with Mila. Mila doesn't want to lose Altair.
Suddenly his heart became warm. There was a subtle sigh creeping throughout the body. It feels like it is back.
I don't know how long Mila was pecking, still hesitant to look. After normalizing the heartbeat. His chest was pounding again at the sight before him
"Why are you?? Like there's something weird about you??" Altair realized that Mila was nervous looking agitated
"it's okay, sir" Mila replied with a nervous Mila.
"There's nothing to hide, you don't look like you always do. What's the matter exactly?"
"I feel like I'm the talk of this office sir, because a week accompanied my father in the hospital" replied Mila
"what happened to their conversation? You're uncomfortable?"
"I don't, but I don't know about you"
"I don't care either. There's a lot of talk out there about us, if you listen too much it will make you crazy. Haters gonna be hate!"
"Yes, I Know. But we are in Indonesia, which is all oriental attitudes are still very much guarded even there are still some things that are considered taboo"
"So you said you didn't care, but from the way you talk, it's very noticeable that you care about it. Come on, Mil. Don't mind. Forget it! Come with me, have lunch with me"
"Based on a crazy man! When gossip breaks out like this, take lunch together!" Altair laughed as she passed from before Mila
"I'll wait you, Mil" Altair said before it completely passed