Three Years Different

Section 32: Falling

As requested by Mardiyah earlier, when asar to magrib he prayed together with Lutfan. Actually lately he wondered, why is Lutfan always stammered when talking to him? Even seem awkward. Though Mardiyah has made some physical contact, such as.

He did that, so that Lutfan felt relaxed, not awkward and comfortable back with him. But all upside down, Lutfan increasingly unwilling to get close to him. Even accidentally touching Lutfan's wounds asked him to stay away.

Bakda magrib Umma Sarah and Umm Salamah came. Mardiyah asked for permission to go out, to just look for air immediately around the hospital parks. Then-pass still seen some doctors and nurses, the intention of the heart wants to get off the floor of the room Lutfan, using the stairs available.

But careless, he did not hear footsteps at all and fateful he hit the person who had just climbed the stairs. Until he was unbalanced, and fell down, his elbow formed a wall quite hard. He even felt it was bruised or maybe bleeding.

"Gosh .. forgive me." The voice of a man he had heard. But he forgot where, he did not intend to look up to feel his elbow that really hurt. "Gumira, please bring it to your room."

"Come, Son. Be careful, I help you" said one of the men, named Gumira. Mardiyah just realized, it turns out there are two people.

When Mardiyah had really stood up and looked straight, her net was right to see someone she knew. The middle-aged man had jet black hair, brown eyeballs, long eyelashes as well as thick eyebrows, thin lips with a body that still looked dashing, staring at him worriedly.

Adiwangsa Family? Mr Gautama and Doctor Gumira? inner Mardiyah.

Gautama looks weird. Suddenly he touched his left shoulder to help.

"No need, sir. I can walk on my own" refused Mardiyah.

Gautama saw the clothes of Mardiyah. That is, a white outer that seeps red liquid. "They're bleeding, Gumira. Quickly treat him."

Mardiyah entered the room she did not know at all. Obviously this is the place where the owners of Adiwangsa hospital to work, very luxurious. Although predominantly white, but the items in it tend to be shiny gold.

"Can you please take off your outerwear, son?"

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "sorry. Are there no nurses or doctors? I ... feel uncomfortable, sir. If there isn't, I can treat my own wounds."

Gautama suddenly got up, no matter where he went. Five seconds later, he came in with someone. Maybe nurses?

"Miss, can I see the wound?"

Mardiyah still did not move, she addressed Gautama and Gumira. Both are awake, and away from the range. A few minutes passed, Mardiyah's wound had closed perfectly. He also felt a little better.

"Thank you, sir. Sorry for my carelessness."

Gautama suddenly got up. "No need to apologize. I am the sloppy one. And it seems .. I've met you."

"I used to be Miss Harsa's staff."

"Ah, yes." Gautama stared for a moment at Gumira. "She came to help at Callista and Maheer's wedding."

"I'm sorry, sir."

When Mardiyah wanted to get out, Gautama held her back by saying, "Just a moment. Where do you live?"

"Why do you want to know where I live?"

Guatama was silent for a moment. "As a sign of apology I'll drive you home, son."

"No need, sir. I've really improved." Mardiyah cupped her hands and said, "I'm sorry."

Gautama wants to say it again. But in the past by the younger brother, Gumira Adiwangsa said, "Son, is there someone who is sick? Why are these nights on the VIP 3rd floor?"

Mardiyah slightly lowered. "Yes." Yeah."

"Then we'll take you, as a sign of a request to your family. Because the bloodstains on your elbows can't be covered by anything" explains Gumira.

Mardiyah. "I can explain myself, to my husband later."

Gautama Adiwangsa displays a facial expression of surprise when he heard the word husband. Mardiyah really did not understand that gaze. And with a thin smile Mardiyah again said, "Father Gautama and Doctor Gumira, you all do not have to bother. I was also the one who carelessly walked without looking. Again, thank you. Excuse me."

Mardiyah out. As he closed the door he groaned a little in pain, his elbow exposed to the door algae. His ears are hearing too.

"Gumira, he's married."

What kind of talk is that? An Adiwangsa talks about himself? It's totally absurd. Was there no other important conversation?

Mardiyah's footsteps stopped. Just sec. Is Gumira Adiwangsa talking about her? That chick? Wh who? Who does he identify himself with? It can't be .. It can't be, right? Too far away if his thoughts go to that honorable family.

"What's up, Ma'am? Why are you standing in front of this room?"

Mardiyah. "Ah, there's nothing, Sister."

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"Where are you from? Real long. Not a clock, huh? Where not to bring more HP! Want to make me worry?"

Lutfan. Umma Sarah and Umm Salamah came home a few minutes ago. To be honest he forgot to bring the device, not intentionally leave.

"Sorry, Lutfan. I forgot my phone," said Mardiyah immediately took a seat on the sofa.

"Hp has forgotten. What the hell do you think?"

Mardiyah was still thinking about Adiwangsa's second talk. "Sorry, Lutfan," he said.

"Sorry mulu!"

Mardiyah got up as she felt like urinating, and for a moment she turned around. Lutfan suddenly said, "Mar! That ... your shirt? The blood? Your elbow is bleeding?!"

"Ah, this. Aye." Yeah." Mardiyah nodded. "But I'm fine."

"Well, what is it? Here lo!" Mardiyah. "Mar, O Allah. You want me to come down? I can go to san---"

"Lutfan, I'm going to go to the bathroom for a second. Please don't get angry, I'll tell you the chronology later" Mardiyah said and entered the bathroom.

Lutfan clucked in annoyance. How could the elbow bleed? Even some of the outer is dirty. Did he fall? Did he hurt anyone? Push it or what? Lutfan was almost crazy, waiting for Mardiyah who did not come out of the bathroom.

"Mara! Still long?" his yell.

Slowly the bathroom door opened. Mardiyah stepped slowly and took a seat beside Lutfan. "I fell down," he explained.

"How did you fall? Where do you keep falling? Until it bleeds! Also on that road that really dong! Look around left right! That time doang lo can fall, anyway!"

Mardiyah stared flatly. "You're chatty, Lutfan."

"Yes-yes my name is worried!" Lutfan. "Ma-I mean I .. I'm worried Umma I'm sad. If he saw lo luka gini he could cry. Do you know what lo?"

"Yes. Sorry." Mardiyah got up, pulled the curtain shut perfectly only herself and Lutfan were inside. Then he opened the white outer he used, continuing to unbutton his robe with occasional whimpering in pain. "Ah, it still hurts."

"Eh wait. E-lo what's going on?"

Mardiyah sat back down and looked at Lutfan. "You said you were worried. I want to show him the wound."

"Yes-yes but .. are you serious? Use open ... open i-it's your game all?"

Mardiyah nodded. "If I fold it will hurt. I was also treated at half the gamis."

Observe it? Obati? inner Lutfan with a brain that starts thinking no-no. "Who's treating?"

"Nurse." Mardiyah had unbuttoned one, two buttons, up to four open studs visible on the smooth white side of her hidden arm. It is really beautiful with no gaps, unfortunately the top is still covered by a veil.

Masha Allah, I guess .. she really is an angel, the inner Lutfan again.

"You don't want to know if the nurse is a boy or a girl?"

Lutfan immediately regained his senses, staring at Mardiyah right in the net. "Gue guessed the girl for sure."

"No."

"What?!" Lutfan immediately shouted. "Gue knows, Mar. If health problems and gini-gini can touch men-girls. But if the wound is not that bad you .. you can do it yourself, right? Or at least you need to find a nurse cake. If for example you can come back here, let me treat. Athaghfirullah, Mar!"

"You're getting chatty, Lutfan." Mardiyah smiled thinly by looking wider at the elbow. "I'm kidding. Obviously the woman who treats."