
Clara, with her pedal, claims that she is the one who deserves Satria. He also had the support of the nurses and doctors there. On the sidelines of work, Clara and two sisters provocateurs were busy gossiping about Amayra and Satria.
"Tremendous pity on Doctor Satria. You heard he was called dr. Daniel?" ask a nurse. There is a smell of gossip.
"Definitely want to be sanctioned anyway, because Satria doctors often take time off." chirped a nurse sure.
Yes, that day was just as Satria drove his wife to the hospital. Satria was called by dr. Daniel for his cut problem. "Doctor Satria, how many times have you taken a leave of absence this month? Can you answer me?" ask the doctor with a firm voice and sharp eyes.
"It's been 5 times sir" replied Satria, bowing her head in front of her boss
"How many times have you left surgery to another surgeon?" ask dr. Daniel again.
"It's been 3 times," answered Satria as resignedly scolded.
"3 times you make me angry, 5 times you ignore your responsibilities as a surgeon. Doctor Satria, are you a doctor?" ask dr. Daniel's upset.
"I'm sorry doctor, no next time. Please forgive me" Satria apologized to dr. Daniel for neglecting his duties by taking a leave of absence.
"Doctor Satria, I understand you care deeply for your wife and child. But, that does not mean you can ignore the duties in the hospital, because your profession is a doctor! Your responsibility is not only to your wife and children, but to the hospital and the patients you care for. No next time doctor Satria, this is the last time you take a leave of absence this month and the next month you can not take a leave of absence" explained dr. Daniel confirmed to his subordinate that. More precisely the punishment for Satria who had been too much to truant on family grounds.
"Well sir," Satria could not dispute his superior's words. He knew he was guilty.
"Oh yeah, do you know about another 3-month trip to Africa?"
"Yes sir, I know, but what's wrong?" satria asked, why dr. Daniel talks about Africa.
"Your name is on the list" replied Dr. Daniel.
Satria was stifled to hear that, that his name was included in the list of doctors who would be sent to Africa to help people in areas affected by natural disasters there.
"Why can my name be listed there?" Satria seemed unhappy with the news she heard. Going to Africa, away from Amayra and Rey? It would be like hell to him.
"This has been the decision of all the doctors who are in this hospital and Candra's doctor has also chosen you to go" explained dr. Daniel.
Satria tried to talk to dr. Daniel, can he refuse to go to Africa? Unfortunately, everything has been set. That in 3 months time, Satria will go to Africa for 2 months. He was confused as to how to talk to Amayra later, about her departure.
That day after getting sanctioned, Satria immediately returned to work. Sometimes he visited his wife who was not yet in the open period. There is Aaron who guards him.
"How many times have you been back and forth here, Sat? Take it easy, there's a father here who's looking after Amayra." Aaron smiled kindly looking at his daughter-in-law who several times went back and forth to the room to see his wife.
"Hehe, I'm just worried about him because he hasn't been around yet." Satria scratched her head, she smiled innocently.
Aaron saw the sincere affection of Satria for his son. Aaron was lucky that Amayra was not married to the wrong person, even though she was not married to the man who had impregnated her.
Aaron's Prayer to Satria and Amayra. Satria went back to her room, she prepared for the operation. Don't forget he brought his father-in-law lunch first. Aaron was very grateful for the attention of his daughter-in-law.
That afternoon as Aaron was sitting on the sofa, he saw Amayra open her eyes. He was awake, his hands moving slowly.
Amayra looked at the unfamiliar looking ceiling and she was sure it was not her room. The bed she was sleeping in was also not as thick as the bed in her room. Not to mention the infusion hose attached to the nose and the infusion needle in his hand.
"May, you're all familiar, son? Praise be to Allah.." Aaron approached his son, he thanked him because Amayra was awake.
"A.. yeah. I'm in the hospital?" ask her in a soft and weak voice. "Rey.. where? Satria as well.." Amayra asked her husband and son as soon as she came to her senses.
"Yes, son, you just woke up from this morning when Satria took you to the hospital. You wait here, son, I'll call the doctor first!" Aaron stepped up and went out of there to call the doctor.
Shortly thereafter, the doctor came and examined Amayra's condition. His fever had started to drop, only his blood pressure was still low. Perhaps taking a day or two rest could make him recover. Aaron was glad to hear that there was nothing serious about Amayra and was just plain sick.
Amayra kept asking Rey and Satria. Aaron answered and calmed his son to focus on his health first. Rey is with a safe man and the bus is guarding her, Miss Nilam.
After Aaron came home to change his clothes first to the house, Satria came to the room and she had just come from home to see Rey's condition for a while.
"Dad's going home? I'm taking ya?" Satria was about to deliver her father-in-law.
"No, I can ride ojeg. You're here to look after Mayra." Aaron smiled.
"But father-"
"It's okay, I'll be here again to take care of May."
"Eh, don't do it! Let me take care of May, father just go home, I happen my work is also done," said Satria politely.
Aaron goes home alone riding on ojeg as he says, while Satria is in the hospital as a standby husband who looks after his wife. After she went home to look after her son for a while, it was sorted out from the surgery. Satria was tired, but she did not complain in the least. He is a standby husband and a dream father to Rey.
"May, you haven't finished the food. I'm a bribe, huh?" Satria lifted a spoonful of food to feed Amayra.
"Don't, brother, I can do it myself. Shame. don't be bribed," he said shyly.
"Who's the same? Is there anyone here besides me?" satria asked, asking Amayra to open her mouth. "Come on.. Aaaa!"
Amayra ate the food that her husband fed her. "Sister, I'm sorry.."
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