You are Like My Surg

Please Accompany Me!

"Focus! What you should have dep was his surgery wound. Not my sweat!" Genta clucked irritably as he sewed a gaping wound in the skin of the patient's lower abdomen to the right, without looking at the Geisha who was helping him become an instrument assistant, in front of him now.

"His grandson owns the hospital, Doc." Sister Indah whispered, while reminding that she was hardik is the granddaughter of the sultan. Genta flinched at a glance, because he just found out. But he is good at covering. Want to stay in fear because the Geisha are always wrong.

Genta squeaks behind his mask. "I don't care!"

The geisha only let out a heavy sigh which he held firmly. Although he is known as the grandson of the owner, it does not make him big head. It even makes him ashamed. Shame that the granddaughter of the nurse was so genius, why could it be as stupid as her.

He was upset with his head, why he was still not focused. Seeing Sister Indah wiping Genta's sweat from dripping, Geisha reflexively followed. And Genta is furious.

While accompanying Genta in the operating room is the time in the future. Even though it was early morning, Geisha still came to the Hospital even though he had to wake up his father to ask in between, penetrating the night streets was very scary. All that he took, because he was eager to see how the work of Genta when doing the removal of the appendix of patients who had broken.

Genta thrust a tool that he had used to sew wounds to Geisha. "Try sewing!"

Geisha hand as if tremor grabbed the tool sodoran. Under the bright operating lights that highlighted him, he began to try to sew the wounds that remained seinchi.

"Oh God, Mother, Father, please Brother." Geisha prayer. He was embarrassed at the snapping of Genta from the beginning of the operation. Hopefully this time he will be safe.

And a few seconds later. The voice of Genta shrieked again. Not only the base of the Geisha's shoulder rose, but also the operating team on duty.

"STUPID! CAN YOU SEW IT WITHOUT? OUT NOW! EURRR!!"

"But, Doc. I ...."

Genta grabbed again forcibly the tool that the Geisha was holding. The man was angry because of such a small thing Geisha could not do. Though according to Genta, other koas are very competent, good and smart. Why is it only Geisha different.

"I said get out!"

Sister Indah moves her eyeballs towards the Geisha, while the code to obey.

"All right, Doc." The big-spirited geisha came out of the operating room, with an embarrassed heart.

In front of many people Genta continued to scold him. Especially from some of the nurses who were on duty to know who his identity was. Why could a sense of admiration for Genta, make him stupid like this. Though yesterday when following the obstetrics stage, he was praised by Doctor Adi.

He opened gloves, a mask and an operation cap. Geisha crying, washing their hands. "Oh God, Grandma. Geisha was embarrassed, Grandma." Grandma's smile was reflected, making the Geisha's tears even more broken. He squatted under the sink. Reflecting on mistakes.

"When yesterday he praised me, but now it's like this." before going into the operating room. Geisha science in the first deep in the poly room. And Genta began to praise with his dexterity that began to appear.

But not for tonight. All failed. The geisha could not help his amazement at seeing Genta so handsome, coming in sleeping pajamas. The operation did disrupt the sleep of Genta who was breathing at home. But, for the sake of responsibility. He still comes to the Hospital, and two nights is indeed Geisha and Lauren's schedule to stand by if Genta has night surgery. But Lauren didn't come, it looks like the boy overslept at his house.

The Geisha hurriedly got up and passed from the hand washing room, when she faintly heard that from inside the operating room was finished. He wanted to clear the surgery file in the doctor's room, so that Genta could fill it well.

"Doctor Genta, widower, ma'am?"

"Yes, Doc. And---"

A short conversation between Sister Lala and Geisha, some time ago which was immediately interrupted because the arrival of several other sisters at Nurse Station made Geisha and Sister Lala silent.

Although not completely heard the story of Sister Lala. But, Geisha is happy. Because this handsome guy is not married. He thought, he still had a chance to steal Genta's heart, even though Genta was a widower.

For two weeks being the man's assistant in poly. The Geisha's love keeps rolling. Although he knew the beginning of liking Genta just because the man was handsome. But what sucks her, Genta's face is always imagined when the Geisha is about to sleep. Making love turns into love.

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Crick.

The doctor's door opened. Genta stepped inside and sat on the chair, staring at the file of operations that had been neatly arranged by the Geisha at the table.

Geisha did not welcome his arrival. This woman just looked down, hiding her sadness. Genta as if straight, he did not care and seemed to forget the incident thirty minutes ago. That is how he guides. To make the child's mental guidance strong. And keep learning.

During the filling of the operating file. Genta continued to teach Geisha. Geisha are just beards. He did not look up at Genta. At a glance from the corner of his eyes, he still praised Genta's good looks behind the operating clothes that the man still wears. Just in the doctor's dressing room. The geisha briefly stroked Genta's hanging sleeping pajamas. So perfumed.

"You have a toothache? I explained, just shut up." Genta looked up, he turned from the file he was filling towards the Geisha who was sitting in front of him and lowered his head. Geisha reflexes raised her head. And Genta gawked at the swollen Geisha eyelids.

"You crying?" the creepy baritone voice made the Geisha scared. And Genta did not realize that this girl was crying because of her actions.

The geisha shook her head, with a raucous voice she replied. "So glimpsed, Doc. I think there's dust, I'm scratching. Eh even gini." at a glance fake smile Geisha forced to arise.

And the heart of the geisha seemed to want to be scattered. Genta's hands were stretched out to check his eyelids. The clapper rose from sitting, inching to advance his body forward so that he could look at the eyes of the geisha who were still flushed. "No pain?"

Geisha was nervous but she also blushed. The scent of Genta's mouth was so fragrant, like a breath of fresh wind sweeping across his face. And the stupid Geisha nodded.

"May I help you blow?" Genta.

Oh, Genta. It feels like Geisha wants to fly with jellyfish that are ready to be caught by married couples, Spongesbob and Patrcik. Haha.

Gee.

Gee.

Geisha's chest again throbbed tensely. As much as possible he hides a sense of groggy, even though he was ecstatic. Like a slave of love, will accept it when hurt and return dear when noticed.

Geisha also just found out, that Sister Lala's speech has a point.

"If at all he says he's a fierce doctor. But Doctor Genta is very considerate of us - we if it hurts again. Other doctors rarely want to visit the nurse Poli if you are sick. But if he was different, as busy as he was if he knew there was a sick poly nurse, Doctor Genta would be disgusted. Keep giving money.

And once a week definitely give money for our lunch-we. Doctor Genta is really good, if we're familiar."

Gee.

Gee.

The clapper stops the gust from its mouth into the iris of the Geisha's eye. "Easy?"

Their faces are very close. If only Geisha had been Genta's lover, she would have nyosor first kissed Genta's lips.

Geisha smiling. Want to answer, but 'cock tongue taste in his mouth as bitter as it was, because of crying out. He was afraid of bad breath and made Genta ilfil. And the Geisha could only nod. Genta sat back staring at the file.

"You're good it turns out." Geisha smiled in their hearts.

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Poly practice is complete. Geisha helps Sister Lala to wash the tools in the sink.

"Dok jasin, yeah. I want to pee first." whispered Sister Lala.

Geisha nodded. "Well, ma'am." he kept brushing the surgical tools clean. The new activity he engaged in while here, even though as long as he lived. Geisha never wash anything, clothes, dishes, or tools like this. He just can't cook instant noodles. Making the bed never. Geisha as if a spoiled child, whereas Mother and Father never spoil her like a queen. It's just that the lazy feeling of Geisha is so outrageous. Maybe that was also what hindered his soul mate all this time.

The grooves he heard the fine snoring of the man's figure that was increasingly felt in his heart, was asleep leaning on the Doctor's chair with his hands crossed.

Genta looks very tired, just imagine the operation last night just finished near dawn. And early in the morning had to practice poly. Same with geisha, same. Real tired.

"Sleep very much. Kasian, yes." Geisha look at Genta's face which is a cross-section of the last-goal bule from a distance. If you are sleeping, it is so relaxing. Lost is the figure of Genta who has a spicy mouth like chili.

And Geisha's eyebrows suddenly swelled with fusill eyes as she saw blood coming out of one of Genta's nostrils.

"Oh my God, blood? A nosebleed?" muttered. Hurriedly Geisha grabbed a few strands of tissue and approached. When he wanted to wipe the blood, Genta's eyeballs opened.

Geisha and Genta were both shocked. "Maa-sorry, Doc. I just want to wipe this blood." Geisha still wipe the blood that will go up to the roof of the lips. "Doctor nosebleed." added Geisha again.

Genta nodded calmly without a word. He looked at the Geisha who was trying to stop the bleeding in his nose. They're as close as they were last night.

"Why is this close, my fear of you seems to be disappearing, Doc?" Geisha.

The heart of the geisha continues to grow. He wanted to hug this guy. Charisma that Genta has should not bewitch the female hormones that Geisha have. It could be bad, haha.

"May you be nothing, yes, dear." Geisha can only say in the soul.

"You don't have to worry. I'm used to it like this."

Geisha bought eyes, he gasped in surprise. It was as if Genta could read his heart. The clapper can feel the roar of anxious breath that the geisha let out.

"Doctor's exhausted, huh? Had breakfast this morning, Doc?"

Genta. "It."

"Have a rest, Doc. Let my blood dep'kan."

Genta closed his eyes, following the Geisha's orders to go back to sleep. Let's get the drizzle, Geisha's in charge. Geisha stuffed Genta's nose with a clean cotton swab so that blood would no longer drip.

The blood is no longer coming out. Geisha, who intended to walk away from his sight to order a glass of warm tea at Nurse Station, then looked back, he gawked in shock as his hand was held by Genta. In his eyes the man spoke.

"My company. You grab another chair and put it next to my chair. Sit here first."

As if the gentle swab that Geisha gave her made Genta feel at ease.

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