TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEART FOR ME
CHAPTER 182 "Why is it that only your shadow is ever present, Master Harry?"
After a while the two looked at each other. Margaret tried to stand up straight by holding tightly the arm of Dr. Randiasa.
"Blackk....." The hard slap of Margaret lodged in the cheeks of Dr. Randiasa, making the doctor's face turned out in a direction.
"Doctors do it on purpose?" Accuse Margaret with a little hunting breath, her face looks angry.
Dr. Randiasa touched her hot cheek. He did not expect Margaret to do that to him. The woman, who used to try to be gentle and sweet to her, has changed.
"I'm sorry doctor Margaret. I didn't mean to hug you, I was just trying to hold your body so you wouldn't fall." Dr. Randiasa tried to explain.
Margaret, who was already upset, immediately turned to leave the place. His eyes accidentally caught the wet sisters who were watching him and doctor Randiasa.
The sisters who realized it pretended not to see. They immediately took the patient elsewhere to enjoy the fresh garden air.
Doctor Randiasa who was originally about to catch up with Margaret immediately abandoned his intentions. He did not want the sisters would later misunderstand, could - there could be unexpected gossip among medical personnel at the hospital.
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Margareth's room wall clock is at exactly 23:00. Margaret was still faithfully awaiting a reply to a message that had not been answered by Harry's fiancee since noon.
With all the courage he gathered, Margaret finally pressed Harry's number for the first time and called him.
A few seconds passed, no answer. Margaret repeated her call a second time, until a few seconds had passed, still not lifted. Margarerh kept his phone on his dresser.
He lay back down, pulled the blanket up to his neck, and tried to close his eyes. But Harry's shadow always filled his mind, making him unable to sleep for a minute. Margaret kept going back and forth in her bed until the morning.
The woman stared at the wall clock in her room, already showing it at 5 a.m. He tried to sleep, but his eyes were not willing to compromise. His memory of Harry, that's what kept him from falling asleep that night.
What's wrong with that guy? Why is it that he has no news today 8 days? Think Margareth. Is it possible that he is too busy, so he does not have time to pick up the phone or just reply to the message? Or, maybe he really did what he said the last time they met, just before he returned to Singapore.
Margaret rose from her bed to her dresser. He looked at his face in the mirror reflection, there was no light there, even his eye bags seemed to hang like eyes.
The calendar sits at the corner of her dresser. She took a marker from her dresser drawer and circled the date to mark it. There are 8 circles. He put back the sitting calendar he held in its original place.
With a shunt, Margaret headed to the bathroom to clean herself up there. Unlike usual, today her skin felt so cold when water touched some parts of her skin. He then pressed the warm water settings on the shower. For a while he enjoyed a warm splash of water on his body, wetting from the tip of his hair to his feet.
After getting dressed and preparing to leave for the hospital, Margaret headed to the dinner table for breakfast as usual. He made a glass of warm milk and smeared a piece of bread he had baked with peanut butter.
Today, the bread tasted so bland, so did the milk. However, given the health he had to take care of, and the responsibility of caring for his patients, Margaret forced herself to spend the morning breakfast.
Margaret's residence seemed deserted, as she lived alone without the services of a housekeeper. He did that, because he was very rarely at home. All day he had to be in the hospital, only at night he was at home, and that was rare. When there is a call from the hospital or the patient's family, he must move quickly to get to the destination. This is the life Margaret lived. He is very totality in undergoing his profession as a neurologist.
Margaret headed for the car in her garage. As he opened the door of his car, Margaret paused for a moment when he wanted to get in, re-emerging the shadow of Harry sitting behind the wheel of his car. Harry's elegant style and calm demeanor were recalled by Margaret.
Margaret scooped her rough face with both hands, trying to cast the shadow of Harry who always appeared every time he saw.
He then threw himself behind the wheel and immediately heated the engine.
"Why? Why is it that only your shadow is always present, Mr Harry?" Margaret's words were more akin to a complaint.
"Why don't you return my message?" Why didn't you answer my phone? Or are you too busy at your job?"
"I still have time to answer your phone and messages? But why aren't you Mr Harry?" Margaret was still making question after question for herself.
"Is this your way of replying to me? Replying to the mistake I made, hugging Dr. Randiasa in front of your eyes?"
Margaret runs her car slowly leaving her garage. He stopped in front of the gate, got out of his car and opened the fence for himself. Then get back in the car and run the car back to get him out of the fence.
Margaret stopped her car when she was outside the fence, got out and closed the fence and got back in her car and sat at the wheel.
That is a routine activity that he must do alone every time he will leave or want to go home.
Margaret returned to the car slowly to the security guard post.
Security lifted the portal to let Margaret's car through. After honking when passing, Margaret then increased the speed of her car across the highway that was still quiet.
At 06:30, Margaret arrived at the hospital where she was working. She worked on several files that became her work schedule that day, checking her patient's progress every day through notes that had been made by the sisters.
Margaret went back to checking her phone. There was no reply from Harry. Margaret sighed softly. "What are you doing now, Mr Harry?" Ask Margaret to herself.
"Why don't you return my message? or call me as usual?" Margaret nodded slowly again.
"What if I try again....." Margaret then returned to writing the same message as yesterday.
Just after he finished sending a message on his phone, there was a sound of door knocking in his office.
"Come in....." Said Margaret while looking at the door.
A nun entered when the door was opened, she approached Margaret in her desk in shock.
"What's the sister?" Margaret looked at the sister's face.
"Patient.... Miar's mother.he cried continuously, from a few hours ago to make her breath asphyxiate the doctor....." Sahut the nurse.
"Is oxygen already installed?" Ask Margaret again.
"Have doc. he kept looking for his son." The nun's light.
"All right, I'll be there soon." Margaret immediately kept her cell phone in her bag, she took her clothes off her desk and immediately rushed after the nurse who had gone first to the patient room.
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