Naked

'You come carefully with a heart, then you go carefully with a heart. Are you a real man?- Mikalea.

Paris, January 9, 2020.

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The tired-looking footsteps passed through the frosted glass door, a woman took off a soft blue mask similar to the shirt and pants worn. Without taking off her headscarf, the woman fixated for a moment on staring at a little girl curled up in her father's arms crying in the waiting chair. Waiting for something that is uncertain, but full of hope with results as expected.

The woman's face was also sad, as if she saw herself in the past. After a short sigh, he now walked closer while presenting a friendly smile. Seeing his presence, the haggard-faced middle-aged man immediately stood up and asked him a question.

"How is my wife? She's, like, okay, right?"The face full of anxiety looked at him expectantly. As if what was just thrown out was not a question sentence, but a statement that he hoped would come true.

The woman smiled sweetly followed by a small nod of her head.

"The operation was successful. Your wife will be transferred to the treatment room when she wakes up later," the woman replied warmly.

The middle-aged man suddenly held her hand while bowing excitedly and repeatedly saying Thank you. She hurriedly grabbed the man's shoulder while shaking his head.

"Thank You, Doctor. Thank you!"

"No need, this is our duty," she said, "I'm sorry." Having had time to wipe the top of the head of the little girl next to her father. She smiled and said goodbye.

Leaving the guardian of a motorcycle accident patient in the waiting room. The woman who was still wearing the operating shirt passed through the quiet hospital corridor to the dressing room. Tonight until the next eight weeks he has to be on duty for the night watch as a nerve specialist. In view of this, the woman raises her head doing a light stretch while massaging the nape of the neck, which feels heavy.

"Ah! Right, I gotta get some sleep." She muttered tired.

After about five minutes of sitting in front of the locker room locker, she looked up to stretch his stiff neck. She's eyes closed, one hand massaging his own neck. Again.

Her eyes are eager to fall asleep because of sleepiness. Today was his night shift. Her sighed short because he missed the mattress that was rarely covered. However, a second later a sweet smile straightened up.

The woman who was still wearing after the operation was dressed in a knee-length white robe. In the left breast pocket is written his name and position. Dr. Mikalea. This morning, she had four operations. And the latter is the most effective operation for her. The smile was suddenly replaced by a rumbling sound coming from the stomach. Naturally Mika touched her stomach then grimaced. Remember that since this morning, her stomach is only filled with two slices of sandwich and a glass of milk tea.

"Alright, should have eaten first!" she left the dressing room.

She walked down a deserted hospital corridor. There are only a few nurses who pass by to check on the patients being treated. Mika corrected her sepundak brown hairdo. Every now and then he returned the smiles of the intern doctors who greeted him.

Not until his feet stopped at the intended place, he felt a touch on the shoulder. One of the nurses tells Mika that a patient is in shock. Mika who was still standing right in front of the reception desk immediately turned around and headed to the mentioned room.

"What happen is this?" Mika asked calmly when she got to the door.

There were two people she knew next to the bed. Nurse Yura and Yuta, one of the intern in the first year. She hurriedly approached, checked what was wrong with the patient and immediately made treatment.

"Who is the doctor in charge?"

Mika took a short breath. She sat unconscious against the wall while closing her eyes. While Yura and Yoga were standing there still staring at Mika who looked tired.

"Doctor Alea," Yura lowered her head.

She felt bad about Mika because actually the patient that Mika had just handled was not her responsibility. However, since it was late at night and many hospital staff had already gone home. So Mika, who has to deal with such patients.

"Where did her go?"

"Her came home half an hour ago."

This time Mika opened her eyes. She looked alternately at the two people standing in front of her. Then smile.

"Give me one bottle of morphine every six hours. If it gets better, reduce it to half a bottle. Just keep an eye on his vitals, okay?" Mika said patting Yura's shoulder.

"All Right, Doc. Thank you."

Mika shook her head slowly while smiling. She turned to leave the room. However, again stopped at the door and looked back.

"Good job!"the woman raised both her thumbs to intern doctor and the nurse who were still looking at her. Then they rush off after throwing smiles at each other.

"She's always been cool, right?" Yuta said.

The nurse next to her nodded enthusiastically. Because Nurse Yura also knows that since the beginning of seeing doctor Mika, Yuta has idolized the figure of this beautiful woman. Suddenly Yuta patted his jaw hard enough, making Yura turn to look at the guy in surprise.

"What happen?"

There was no reply from Yuta. The guy ran while holding a chest filled with pens is also an identification mark. He looked for Mika who had just come out of there. And sure enough, the girl was not far from the room.

"Doctor Mika?"

"Yes?"

The woman nodded spontaneously. Yuta stared in surprise. They had just met, but Yuta came back after her with a hunting breath. Mika thought about the patient just now.

"Why? Patients-

"No, Doc."

His forehead furrowed for a moment at the sight of Yoga, "Have you met Professor Sam? From the morning he told me to go see him, but I'm sorry. It seems I'm too busy in the ER, " said Yuta.

Along with Yuta finishing his speech, the mobile phone in Mika's suit pocket rang long. The woman hurriedly pulled him away and smiled faintly. He showed Yuta the name on his phone screen.

"It's back there." Mika smiled patting Yuta's shoulder.

He turned around before Yuta left. With a leisurely step through the corridor Mika attached the flat object to her ear.

"Why?"

"Where?" A voice from across.

"I just want to find some food."

"Well then, let's have dinner together with me," Sammuel's voice sounded very excited.

Mika let out a short sigh while turning off the call unilaterally. She put the phone back in his suit pocket, and immediately went to fill his rumbling stomach. After that, maybe Mika can sleep for a while in his room.

One year ago was Mika's last internship. For the past year, she has been busy pursuing his work as a neurosurgeon. For the past six months he has not even returned to visit his mother. However, he was sure her mother would understand that Mika was busy living a dream that I hoped for.

To be continued ....