"Why are you laughing? Is there something funny? I will not tolerate wrongs done by someone to me even though you have helped me and observed the wounds that I experienced. I will never let you go and leave me in a state of losing my valuables." Zee glared. She immediately stopped laughing. She looked at Afzal intensely to convince himself that what she had done to Afzal was not a big mistake. Moreover, at this time the arrogant attitude of the man seemed real.
Seeing Zee silent, Afzal was increasingly convinced that it was the girl who took the wallet and cellphone in his pants pocket when he was unconscious in the room.
"Give me back my phone and wallet because I would never give my things to a girl like you."
Zee knitted her brows hearing Afzal's words like you. She wanted to know what kind of person she was in the man's opinion. She looked at Afzal trying to make sure that what she heard was not just nonsense. People who have been saved suspect her to such a degree.
"What kind of girl am I in front of you, sir? Do I look so poor that you dare accuse me of taking your wallet and cell phone? If you say I'm poor maybe it's true because the only God who is rich is Allah alone. But when you accuse me with accusations that are not real, I will not take it for granted."
"Does that mean you will also complain to the owner of this clinic? I am not afraid. Even if the clinic owner comes and helps you, I am in the right position and defend my rights to the things I have that are not currently in my trouser pocket. "
Zee finally gave up and called one of the nurses on duty in the guard room to enter Afzal's room. Amira who was playing with her cellphone immediately stepped closer to the both people who were currently fighting in front of her while frowning. Between disbelief and belief, Amira witnessed two people intimidating each other.
"What's the matter, Doctor? Is there anything I can help?" Hearing Amira call Zee with a doctor, Afzal was silent, not continuing his accusations. He prefers to look at the interaction of the two women in front of him. Women who are both beautiful but have a different appearance from the others. Amira appeared a little more extravagant, wearing some gold in her hands. Two rings are pinned on her two ring fingers and a gold bracelet on her right arm and a watch on her left hand, while Zee looks elegant by displaying a simplicity that does not indicate that she is a doctor. There was no jewelry at all that she wore on her arms and fingers. There are only watches and even then Afzal knows what the brand is.
In the eyes of the Indonesian people, a doctor is the highest profession that a person has. She had above average wealth and could have worn luxury items that were classier than Amira's, but Zee simply didn't. This made Afzal even more curious about Zee.
"You are a doctor, why steal and tarnish your profession? Don't you feel sorry for your friends who have the same profession and their names will be dirty because of you? "
Amira glared then looked at Afzal. She does not believe what Afzal has accused the clinic owner who is now in front of her. Amira shook her head then she drew closer to Afzal who was still accusing Zee of theft. She wanted to say that Zee was the owner of the clinic, but she immediately refused because she saw Zee shaking her head slowly. Zee wants to always hide her identity and doesn't want new people like Afzal to know her identity.
"Doctors are humans too. Have mistakes, but I absolutely will not admit the accusations that you pinned on me. I was never taught to be a thief by anyone. Even if you accuse me in such a way, I won't take it for granted."
"You are a doctor? I really can't believe I didn't hear it myself from your friend. Her appearance is more attractive than yours. Your friend who is said to be just an ordinary nurse. But for me she is smarter than a doctor. No wonder you stole. Maybe economically the amount of money you have is less than the amount of their money so you have to live a simple life like now."
Zee smiled at Afzal's insulting words. Now appearance is a new problem besides theft. She can't understand why people always judge her and her appearance and associate it with the poor and rich.
To be honest, she actually wanted to reply to Afzal's words to open up the man's thoughts regarding how to judge someone, but she couldn't do much. She looked at Amira and looked at her from top to bottom trying to find out which part attracted Afal to the girl in front of her.
"Okay fine I'll leave her to you. He's lost his wallet and cell phone. If you can help find it, I'd be thankful, good night."
Amira, who received the mandate from Zee to continue observing the patient, just shook her head. She really looks like she's dying in front of Afzal. She had compared it in such a way to the appearance of the clinic owner.
Before leaving, Zee whispered something into Amira's ear so she wouldn't reveal her identity to anyone because she had been hiding it from other people all this time.
After Zee left the room, Afzal finally looked at Amira who was holding the stationery in her hand which she had just received from Zee. Afzal wants to know all about Zee by extracting as much information as possible from Amira.
"You and she both work in this clinic?" Amira who was still silent while trying to continue Zee's work immediately stopped her work and looked at Afzall's face then nodded.
"Yes."
"How long have you known that woman? Is she still single or is she married?"
Amira frowned at Afzal's insistent question. She kept quiet and then gathered her courage to tell the story about Amira to the man who was already disappointed because of his actions.
"What do you want to know about doctor Lia? Tell me why the Master did it so unfairly? She's the best doctor and Paztrooper here and no one is above her. If you had known from the start, I'm sure you would have been careful when you gave the doctor such heinous accusations..."
Amira stopped her speech then she pretended to continue her work. She almost said that Zee was the owner of the clinic. Afzal who heard Amira stop her sentence immediately pouted. He hates people who hang sentences as if asking him to finish by himself at this time. He couldn't do much because his condition was frail and it was impossible to intimidate Amira into wanting to continue her sentence