A SOUL FROM THE SKY
CHAPTER 45. Bickering

...It will not change what Allah has already done...

...🍁...

As usual Tama's arrival has always been the most awaited, her poly room has always been the most crowded among other poly in the hospital.

Of course it is not because the patient likes Tama, the reason is none other than because it is a heart sufferer quite a lot.

One by one Tama patients serve wholeheartedly, there are only routine controls, there are consultations, there are indeed treatments, and there are still many other cases besides emergency.

Tama itself never distinguishes services to subsidized and non-subsidized patients, all patients he treated and served equally.

Maybe because of that, many patients feel comfortable even for just a consultation.

Time is 13:15

Lunch hours have been missed, as well as hours to perform prayers that have also been missed.

Rushing Tama tidying up her belongings to return to her work space, of course to perform prayers and lunch is her goal.

After handing over the remaining tasks to her nursing assistant, Tama now ran towards her room.

Presumably Tama Memnag a little hasty, the article in addition to himself has not performed prayers, also because Tama has not contacted his wife since the arrival of this morning.

"Your name !"

A voice that instantly stopped her steps, Obviously that voice was none other than Inara who somehow wanted anything else from her stopping Tama.

Tama just looked over without giving an answer.

"Tam, I'm sorry "Lirih Inara

Ck.

Tama is just a throb, laughing in the heart, Tama's inner being may be Inara is the most hypocritical human being in the world.

"I admit wrong tam, I'm sorry"

Inara is getting closer trying to reach Tama's body which is just silently sculpting.

"Say something tam, I can't be like this"

Tama just observed, the sharp gaze he gave to Inara who was only a few feet away from where he stood.

"Stop !"

"If you can't be like this, then stop acting silly "tama said

Coincidentally the place they were speaking was in the corridor part of the doctor-doctor room, lucky that not many patients passed through it, so Inara did not have to be embarrassed as she continued to pray to Tama.

"But Tam, I love you"

"I can't stay away from you, I'm willing to be second, I beg Tama "

Inara continued to plead and try to convince Tama, although Tama herself did not respond in the least.

"Stop Ra!, it's quite unnecessary to go on, because up until then I'll never hurt Nissa by silencing her"

"Stop embarrassing yourself !!"

Firmly and clearly Tama told Inara.

Inara just looked at Tama with a difficult look at her, the anger, sadness, and helplessness that sided with her made her even more disappointed.

"But Tam I--"

Not wanting to be involved in a longer affair with Inara, Tama chose to rush out of Inara and walk back into her workroom. There left Inara who was still standing with her shame.

Staring at Tama's departure really makes Inner Inara hurt.

It seems that no one can deny that falling in love is the most beautiful thing at all costs. However, the name of the person is loving even whatever the consequences and risks can be a positive thing and that is probably what Inara is thinking about right now.

Maybe that's why the poets say that love is blind.

Sometimes grasping something that we have never held is much more painful than losing.

"Tam !!"

"Your name !!"

Inara's deafening-sounding call, was simply ignored by Tama.

Let alone the word love, maybe between the two are now friendly only can not.

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A house as big and grand as this, only they and a few housekeepers stayed.

If compared with in the house of Ustadz Hamzah, of course very different, let alone day, even night there is always crowded.

Nissa will never feel lonely or just bored if there, but in fact in this house is Nissa's paradise.

Nissa realized her current duty was to obey and obey the orders of the husband. Equip and complement each other to the end of the household ark.

But even so Nissa was still lucky enough that she wasn't really alone, there were still servants that Nissa would occasionally talk to.

💌 Assalamualaikum my wife ?, Have lunch

A message suddenly entered Nissa's cell phone

Clearly a happy hue on Nissa's face found a short message from her husband.

💌 Waalaikumsalam Mas, InshaAllah In a moment. Have you eaten ?"

💌 Do not forget to pray

The reply message sent by Nissa to her husband, did not forget Nissa advised to keep her prayers.

Of course because with prayer it will be a fortress for Tama in doing bad things.

We can only fortify ourselves, because we can never fortify others who might hurt us.

Tok tok tok tok

There was a knock from behind Nissa's door.

Nissa rushed up from her seat, still with her body wrapped in mucus, Nissa opened the door of her room.

"Yes Bi"

"Food is ready, Mau Mau brought to the room or Eat --"

"I ate down there Bi" said Nissa kindly.

The housekeeper immediately nodded his head, bowed respectfully and left Nissa.

So did Nissa who rushed to take off her face, and tidied up her prayer mat, then she would have lunch.

Getting down one by one rung of stairs seems enough to make Nissa feel a little cramping in the abdomen.

I don't know why this has happened so often lately. Maybe Nissa is too stressed, so inward.

"Bi, Nissa Temenin is eating here"

Pinta Nissa to one of her domestic assistants.

"But Ma'am, I'll be angry" replied the housekeeper. Nissa smiled kindly.

"No Bi, I'm asking you, Aunt take it easy"

The household assistant known to Nissa named Bu Sri then nodded obediently.

Sitting on the side next to Nissa, and then serving Nissa, only then did she take food for herself.

The two seemed to be chatting on the sidelines of his lunch, not much Nissa knew because indeed he had just set foot in this house a few hours ago.

"Auntie's been working here a long time ?"

"Alhamdulillah Ma'am, I have worked with Doctor for 5 years" replied Ms Sri.

Nissa looked understanding.

"Ohya Buk, Miss Nissa is sick ?"

Nissa seemed to link her eyebrows together, finding the question of her domestic assistant.

"No Bi, why ?" Nissa

Bu Siti seemed to shake with a smile on her face, the now-defunct middle-aged woman clearly knew what her employer might be going through.

"Not buk, Just a little pale"

Nissa seemed to be smiling sweetly with the attention given by her domestic assistant.

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