The Secret With Bad Boy

Intercourse

The forehead of a girl looks wrinkled with sharp eyes on a cake that she is ornamental. Her hand gently swung making an arch of gold-colored flower decoration from butter cream. The ingredients of the cake are still messy and have not been cleaned. Cold sweats, which is always the case with Kinanti who is learning to decorate cakes. This knowledge he got from Bertha who really likes to make snacks and cakes beautiful as now. There is a satisfaction when he can make the cake perfectly until the terrias beautiful.

During these seven years, Bertha's Cake has been widely known by its business partners. Unfortunately, this woman only makes cakes on holidays, as a profitable hobby. He and Kinanti agreed to spend some time baking so that their often tense minds could be distracted by fun.

It has been seven years since Bertha and Kinanti's relationship has gone well. These two women are like best friends as well as a compact mother and child. Kinanti often stayed at Bertha's house because her future father-in-law always asked for company. They will tell you many fun things ranging from how to decorate that Kinanti can not do to other trivial things that make them closer.

“Doctor Kinan, doctor Kinan! Please pick up the phone first.” Long live, Bertha's voice rang out from the dining room and drew closer to the kitchen. If the ringtone is an ambulance, it is definitely a call from the hospital.

“Still, tan.” Kinanti immediately put down her cream butter and took over her phone from Bertha's hand.

“Ya, how?” the answer is always quick.

While letting Kinanti talk to her interlocutor, Bertha helped Kinanti clean her face of cream butter. He gently swept the girl's face, also cleaning her still dirty hands. If you have received a phone call, usually Kinanti just leave.

You need to know, Kinanti is currently working in a large hospital as a residence doctor. In another year he will take up education as an internal medicine specialist. He and Kala both struggle to realize their ideals.

“Iyaa, how many patients?" Kinanti listened to the nurse's report while washing her face.

"Okey, I'll be there soon.” Briefly discuss Kinanti by phone. He immediately ended his call and removed the apron that wrapped around his body.

“You are going to the hospital now? Isn't Kinan the day shift?” Bertha looked at Kinanti curiously.

“Yes, Kinan did enter noon, Tan. But they need Kinan's help. He said there was a bus accident on the toll road, the passengers are children of Kindergarten who returned home vacation. Go to the hospital first. Sorry like aunty lunch alone today.” Kinanti said regretfully.

“Gosh! Yeah, it's okay. The important Kinan cepet help them.” Bertha always understood the busyness of Kinanti.

“Yes, maybe Kinan will long shift and go home tomorrow afternoon after entering the seminar class prof Akmal.” While talking Kinanti picked up her leather jacket and also looked for the keys of her motorcycle.

“Gak use aja car?” Bertha faithfully handed over Kinanti's fullface helmet.

“Fear of late, Jakarta this hour a lot jammed.” Kinanti took the time to check the contents of her backpack. Basic medical equipment that he used to carry, he made sure it was in his bag.

“Later aunt anterin dinner yes. Aunty Temenin Kinan eating in hospital.”

“Nevent tan, now Kinan keep it in the ER room, there is no convenient place to eat. So aunty eats at home aja.” Kinanti took over his helmet from Bertha's hand.

“Yaahh, forced to eat alone again deh.” Bertha sulked weakly.

“Kan Kinan comes home tomorrow afternoon. Tomorrow afternoon Kinan masakin gulai aunty favorite chicken, okay?” Kinanti made an offer to persuade Bertha.

“Iya. Do not be late to eat. Do not forget to wash your hands clean, try to rest.” The same message Bertha always said every time Kinanti will go to the hospital.

“Iyaa, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Bye, Tan!” Kinanti took the time to kiss Bertha's cheek and the woman simply nodded. After that, the girl left in a hurry and even ran.

“Girls, growing older and more tomboyish. His hobby of going around with a big motorbike rich Kala. When do I see her wearing a skirt again?” Bertha pensively herself stared at the passing direction of Kinanti. Not long after the sound of the motorbike Kinanti sounded loud and increasingly soft because it left his yard.

“Hem, son-in-law maam Bertha is unique,” Bertha said while smiling little.

“This Time where else there is no news, he said this month there is a holiday but until now do not return home.” Children lanang also become the ingredient of the mother's nagging who often feel lonely.

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The long journey to the hospital was quickly followed by Kinanti. The girl is getting better at controlling the speed of her motorbike. Split the crowded streets, overtaking one by one the vehicles that blocked the road.

Kinanti looked at her smart watch and there was one call coming in from the hospital. He turned on Bluetooth mode which was directly connected to his ear.

“Ya,” just short the answer of the girl, while still forwarding her motor. He went a little slowly so he could divide the focus.

“Dok, the patient there are about forty people. Eighteen children and the rest adults. Six children were seriously injured and needed an ICU. Looks like some patients should be referred.” The report was received from a nurse.

“Yes, refer some and make sure they get a treatment room at the destination hospital. I'll be there soon. Ask Demian for help to help you.” At times like this all doctors must be busy including resident doctors like Kinanti.

“Doctor Demian is being an assistant at OK doc.”

“Then, ask the help of doctor Asrul, he took care in poly today. I'll be right up.”

“Good doc.”

After the call disconnected Kinanti put forward the motor is getting faster. There were a lot of lives waiting for him and his team was lacking in support.

It wasn't until five minutes, Kinanti had already arrived at the hospital. He immediately changed his clothes, tied his hair up high and went to the ER. He examined the patients lying in the blankar. Some patients are in severe condition. He checked his medical records and shared his duties with his team.

Some patients can be referred to other hospitals and some others get treatment at this hospital. He consulted a specialist for several conditions that could not be handled by patients.

“Please call this patient's family, I will give an explanation.” Kinanti showed the medical record book to the nurse on guard.

“Good doc.” The nurse's response was chiming.

While waiting for Kinanti to examine the other patients. Four patients in light observation, if in four hours nothing worsens then they are allowed to go home and undergo outpatient treatment.

For six hours more Kinanti berjibaku with his work until it does not feel when the afternoon is already late. “Still busy?” ask someone who knocked on the Kinanti desk.

“Heheheh. I was horrified that the ER came so far until the lack of doctors. Sorry I couldn't help earlier, there were two surgery patients and a specialist asked me to be assistant.” Demian sat down next to Kinanti who was still studying the medical records of her patients.

“Nothing, some of the patients I referred because our room is full.” He was pounding his sore shoulders and his legs were throbbing with fatigue. Only now did he feel that his body was getting tired and needed rest. Kinanti looked at the entire ER room that was starting to calm down. Patients are simply waiting to enter the hospital room that is being prepared. His fatigue slowly diminished due to the relief.

“Thank God. Then we eat first. Ma'am canteen says she cooks rolade.” Demian could be close to the cafeteria mother.

“Okey, yuk.” Kinanti closes the medical record book. “Sus, I went to the cafeteria for ya,” said Kinanti.

“Iya doc.”

Kinanti walked along with Demian towards the canteen. They ate a lot there talking. “You have any news from Riko?” Demian asked curiously. After graduating from college, Riko and Emili get married first and move out of town to develop Riko's father's business.

“This month is Emili's HPL, he said he wants to be born here.” Among the three best friends of this man, Riko was the one who married first and will soon have a second child.

“Waahh, we're getting older. When are you planning, Nan?” Demian was curious to ask.

“Not yet. Kala is still busy opening a gaming company here and I still have to go to college. See later ajalah.” Kinanti sipped her drink casually. “You alone?” he also wondered about Demian. This fellow of his profession had never introduced a girl to Kinanti.

“No candidates yet, still nyari.” Demian smiled crazily.

“Hopefully soon dapet yes, good and love with you.” Kinanti said with great earnestness.

“Aamin, thanks.”

They were both silent until then Kinanti's phone rang. “Yes, sus.” Quintessentially quick to answer.

“Dok sorry, someone found a doctor.” The nurse spoke quickly.

“Who?” Kinanti. With a signal of his hand he said goodbye to Demian and immediately headed for the ER.

“Lack of knowledge, said he will wait in loby.”

“Oh okay, I'll be there.” Kinanti turned around. He walked quickly to the hospital lobby. A little running because he was not used to letting others wait.

After arriving at the loby, Kinanti looked for someone she might know. But in that vast lobe, there was not a single person he knew.

“Mba, has anyone found me?” Kina asked the receptionist.

“What is the doctor looking for? It doesn't feel like.” The receptionist was confused.

“Oh yes already.” Kinanti immediately pulled out her phone and was about to contact the nurse who had called her. Not yet had the call been connected, Kinanti's phone rang first.

“Ya Kal,” Kala who contacted him.

“Hey, beautiful.” Sapa Kala as usual.

“Kaall,” Kinanti always wipes whenever Kala calls her so sweet. Though he was already upset because Kala could not be contacted this week.

“Kangen not the same me?” ask the man with a big, deep voice.

“Kesel exactly. Where do you rarely answer my phone? Reply message also late kebangetan.” Kinanti nagged annoyed.

Kala only chuckled at Kinanti's annoyance. “Sorry beautiful, yesterday there are some things I have to take care of. But I promise that for the first and last time. From now on, we don't have to send any more messages. You also don't have to wait for my phone.” Kala said firmly.

“Hah, what do you mean?” Kinanti was getting upset. What do you mean Kala?

Unanswered by Kinanti's frustration, suddenly there was a flower bucket that someone thrust from the back.

“Thank you for waiting patiently for me. I love you.” The voice was so clearly heard along with a gentle breath in Kinanti's ears.

Kinanti immediately turned his head and his eyes immediately rounded when it turned out that what was behind him was Kalantara Aksa Yudhistira.

“Kal?” Kinanti's eyes glared in disbelief, her voice was also uncontrollable. But a few seconds later he realized that his voice was too loud to make the girl close her mouth.

“Yups! I don't want to?” The man blinked his eyes flirtatiously at Kinanti.

“Aaakkk... kangen bangeeettt!!!!” Kinanti immediately turned around and hugged Kala tightly. He did not realize that many people passed by and looked at the two of them.

“Where have you been, kirain me you have forgotten me.” Kinanti until sobbing, but Kala instead chuckled while lifting Kinanti's body and carrying her around. The girl's feet lifted.

“This is me home.” Kala said lightly and lowered Kinanti back. He let go of his embrace for a moment and kissed the forehead of the girl he missed, lovingly. The bucket back Kala gave it to Kinanti.

“Still.” The girl's face was red. Kala ruffled Kinanti's hair furiously and the girl hugged Kala again tightly. What an unexpected and very happy meeting for me.

"Welcome Mr. Kalantara,"

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