Wrong Loving Doctor Ninda.

Ninda's Dilemma

Ninda's mood was really messed up after coming home from the streets this morning. He went into the room, locked the door and sat in a small chair right in front of the big glass dresser. He looked at himself in the big mirror.

I don't know what's on his mind right now. Chaotic, angry, embarrassed, self-blame for already having the wrong feelings towards the wrong person.

Meaning???????

Well, it was only today that he met Arnand. However, the male aura really immediately tied Ninda's feelings very strongly. Strange indeed!

"Don't be crazy, Nin.... Istighfor...." Disruptions annoyed. She brushed her hair with both hands.

"That's a man's husband, Ninda.... Remember, it's a man's husband!" Angry eyes in the mirror image. "Don't want to be an actor! Don't ruin people's homes, Nindaaaa!"

The sweet girl tried to warn herself.

"Oh my God. help me. Don't let this feeling continue. I beg!" He closed his face with his hands. Inwardly he promised not to let these damn feelings develop and run rampant.

"Ah. maybe this is just a sense of admiration I just. Not more!" He still convinces himself of his feelings.

Ninda took a deep breath and rushed into the bathroom. It is already nine in the morning which means it is already an hour late from the schedule of the clinic opening. However, the regulation does not bind him as the owner of the clinic.

"Breakfast first, no! This morning it's late for breakfast." Admonish Mbok Yeyen while busy putting dishes on the dining table.

Ninda did not answer. He took a seat and began to enjoy his favorite toast.

"Doctor..." The voice of Midwife Ditha made Ninda and Mbok Yeyen turn their heads in unison. "There's a patient on behalf of Dilla Bagja's mother. He said he wanted to be checked out by a doctor." Said tell.

"Oh. yeah. I'll be there later. Have you done a preliminary check?" Ask Ninda.

"Already, doc. all the data is on the doctor's desk." Ditha answered quickly. "But it looks like the patient's hypertension can no longer be lowered, doc. Already late. It should be handled from the beginning of pregnancy." Ninda agreed. He took a deep breath. From the beginning of the examination he was able to see the symptoms of hypertension of patients who had been severe. Moreover, he rarely did the examination. He has also given blood pressure-lowering drugs in the hope that everything will be normal later.

Ninda immediately finished her breakfast and rushed towards the clinic.

Before opening the door, he took a deep breath, forcing himself to dispel the feelings that had been present in Arnand, Dilla's husband, who was currently his patient even though it was just a sense of awe. Ninda does not want to be the woman who destroys other people's households.

"Morning, madam..." Ninda immediately greeted Dilla who was sitting sweetly in Ninda's room.

"Morning, doctor..." Dilla smiled kindly. "Sorry, it's been interrupting the doctor's time."

Real pretty. It is only fitting that they become an idol couple in this village. Praise Ninda for Dilla's beauty.

"Kok bother?" Ninda replied with a smile that was no less friendly. "It's my job, you know."

The young doctor opened the red map and read all the results of the initial examination of the patient. He frowned for a moment and returned a friendly smile.

"hmmm. Abdominal circumference, arm circumference, weight, all good. In accordance with the conditions of pregnancy. But..."

Ninda paused her words. "Healthy blood pressure is high. Feet and hands are swollen too." Guman Ninda. "We'll check the fetus first, yeah."

No longer need to be dictated, Dilla went straight up to the top of the bed and opened half the clothes up until a perfectly rounded distended stomach was seen.

"Doctor is beautiful." Praise Dilla who is ready to be checked.

Ninda laughed at Dilla's praise.

"Mother is more beautiful." Reply Ninda praised. He smeared the USG gel on the lower abdomen.

"Don't call dong's mom. I'm so old." Lirih Dilla deliberately made a sad expression for Ninda to laugh.

"Trus call what dong? Maam? The sister? Or?" Ninda made a choice.

"Ck. Call me a name." Pinta Dilla is trying to get them closer.

"Oh yeah? I'm 25." Ninda started to talk more.

"We are the same." Excited Dilla pleased.

"So you got married young?" Ninda began to wonder.

"Yes, after graduating from college I was immediately applied." Dilla replied excitedly. "My husband and I have been close to each other since childhood. We are both native to this village." Dilla tells her past.

Oh... You must be the village flower, right?" Guess Ninda with confidence.

Dilla laughed low.

"Well.the baby is perfectly healthy. Look at that." Ninda pointed at the computer.

As a doctor, Ninda understands very well what is being experienced by her patients.

"Hypertension that you experience actually should not occur at the time of late pregnancy. You really need to keep the menu. Stop consuming salt and red meat." Ninda started talking seriously. "Blood pressure-lowering drugs can't help either." Tight faces began to appear. As a doctor, Ninda must be able to maintain the mood of patients so as not to adversely affect their pregnancy. There are things that he can cover while treating them but there are certain things that he must convey so that patients can maintain their own body condition.

"And one more..." Ninda held her breath for a moment. "There is an infection in the wall of your uterus. And it's very dangerous." Said Ninda in a soft tone of voice.

And strangely... Dilla smiled. It was as if he had known about this disease.

"Doc..." Dilla's soft voice sounded. He grabbed Ninda's hand and smiled sweetly. "Please promise me the doctor will save my baby." His words are hopeful. "I know my life won't be long. But, I was happy when I heard there would be an obstetrician here. At least my baby's gonna make it." Ninda was stunned to hear Dilla's words. "I was born into a family with a history of high blood pressure. Coupled with the lack of facilities and health workers in this village made me unable to check the condition of my pregnancy so I did not know that the pain I often felt was an infection of the uterine wall. But... " Then Dilla gave a sweet smile. "I've resigned, doc. as long as my baby is safe." Dilla said she hoped for understanding from her doctor as well as her new friend.

Actually, Dilla has started to suspect every time the pain in the stomach feels. He was sure it was no ordinary pain. However, because he did not want the baby conceived to be a victim, he finally decided to shut up and save his own pain.

"But I can't...." Reject Ninda fast. Her lips felt stifled.

Dilla clasped Ninda's hand. Those eyes of mine looked at the young doctor expectantly.

"I believe you, doc. And another one..." Not finished Dilla said, there was a knock on the door.

Tok...

And without being ruled, the door was already opened by someone.

"Dok...the patient's husband is outside." It turns out that Midwife Lona told about the presence of Dilla's husband, Arnand.

The deg!

Ninda's heart was instantaneously hit by a hammer measuring thousands of kilos. Fortunately, he was able to hide his shocked expression quickly.

"Dok..promise! Don't tell my husband about this condition. I don't want him to stress over this." Dilla's weak voice made Ninda speechless.

"Told to come in." Ninda orders with a tense smiling face to Lona's midwife without replying to Dilla's words.

Ninda beckoned that Dilla could sit back.

Footsteps sounded closer as Ninda's heart beat very fast. The distinctive fragrant smell of a person's body inhaled the nose of the beautiful doctor.

Ninda kept looking down. He deliberately read the results of Dilla's blood test so that there was no eye contact with the patient's husband.

"Morning, doc." Arnand's bass voice rang out and forced Ninda to raise her head and look into those sharp eyes.

"August, sir. Please sit down." Trying to strengthen her heart, Ninda glanced at Arnand's eyes and immediately lowered her head, deliberately focusing on the note before her.

Awe at Dilla's husband mixed with sadness because of Dilla's condition plus the guilt of having to cover this state makes Ninda's head feel floated because of dizziness. In fact, she herself advised Dilla to invite her husband if he came back to check the contents because he wanted to tell Dilla's true condition.

"Hi, honey..." With a friendly Arnand greeted the wife and gave a kiss on the head of the beautiful woman.

Ninda held her breath. But quickly he adapted.

"How's my wife and son doing, doc?" Arnand directly asked in a slightly cold tone.

"hmmm. Dilla's real condition..." Ninda's stammering voice made Arnand frown.

Ninda glanced at Dilla who was sitting next to Arnand. The pregnant woman continued to shake her head asking Ninda to shut her mouth.

However, Arnand's sharp gaze made Ninda take a heavy breath. He was really faced with two different things, two different things, where he should not cover the condition of the patient on his husband or family but on the other hand the patient asks not to tell his condition to the family. But if anything happens to Dilla, he could be blamed.

"Doctor...." Arnand's cold voice broke Ninda's daydream. "What happened to Dilla?" Arnand started to suspect something.

"There's nothing, baby. I'm doing fine. The baby is healthy too. He was examined by a doctor. Aren't you, doc?" Dilla tried to melt the atmosphere that felt a little tense.

"Mother Dilla is fine. All normal. It's just..." Ninda's conscience churns between lying or telling the truth. "The patient's blood pressure is still too high, even though it has been given blood pressure-lowering drugs. I wish Mr. Arnand could have..."

"It's okay, honey... Later given the same medicine the doctor must also have normal blood pressure." Again Dilla cut off Ninda's words. He did not want Ninda to reveal the secret about her current condition.

Arnand looked back at Ninda asking for her certainty as a doctor.

Ninda took a slow breath.

"Hopefully a blood-lowering medication can help. Because honestly....." Ninda was silent for a moment. He looked into Arnand's eagle's eyes and hoped that the handsome man would understand what he meant. "It is too late to overcome hypertension Dilla Mother because it should be treated from an early age of pregnancy." Ninda was serious.

Dilla fell silent. He hopes Arnand does not misunderstand Ninda's words.