"Coming from the number one rich family in our country, having a younger sister named Avril, a famous model and a bone of contention for many teenagers, your mother named Karin, a well-known boutique entrepreneur in Indonesia, makes anyone believe that Afzal has never been cared for by your parents. well. The proof of my opinion is that you are being rude and arrogant towards anyone, Afzal. arbitrarily and considers other people contemptible and low. You even dared to accuse me of not doing the things you accused me of. You accused me of taking your cell phone and wallet. Do you think I am so poor and immoral that I have to steal? Even if I was poor, I was never taught to be a thief Afzal. Just watch out if you accuse me of something else."
Zee was still in monolog as she continued to walk towards the health officer's room. She quickly entered her study and approached the window, trying to see her surroundings.
"Am I going to let you just like that without getting a lesson?" Zee said while pacing in her study on the top floor of the Al fitrah clinic. She tried to understand Afzal's current condition, but her conscience said otherwise. She, who comes from a very well-established family with a very high level of concern for others, feels touched by her heart to make Afzal a good person and cares about the environment like herself. She didn't want a handsome man like that to be allowed to have a negative attitude without anyone daring to make any changes to him.
"How can I make him a pleasant and less annoying person like he is now? Handsome but makes me want to punch him in the face. Just watch out if I see you insulting me for the umpteenth time. When you do that, then that's when I have to hit you. Not to hurt you but to let you know that what I did was a way to wake you up from your powerlessness to face life."
Zee smiled while nodding her head thinking about what had just happened and then she chuckled to herself in her room.
She walked back and forth several times and finally sat on the sofa in the corner of her study, looking down, where there was an entrance to the clinic she managed. Several vehicles were parked in the parking lot assisted by a parking attendant and several other vehicles were waiting. One such vehicle completed parking well. Zee still keeps looking down trying to find out the patients who come to her clinic, how it goes and how they from the patient's family support the sick family. Zee frowned as she watched an old man gallop down from the car holding an elegant man without bringing anyone who looked sick at all. She truly felt sure that neither of them were potential patients who would ask for help with the problems they were experiencing in the health sector.
"Ah but it's possible for someone who looks dashing to walk like they have an aberration. I just never saw clearly from here because the perspective was getting closer and closer. These eyes should have been assisted with vision aids." Zee rubbed her eyes and she tried to stand up and walked to the bathroom to clean herself. Next she wants to see her subordinates and employees directly in their respective workspaces.
After finishing bathing, Zee stepped out of her study into the main room and changed all the clothes she was wearing into her work clothes. She stepped back to the corner of the room and tried to see the screen showing the impressions of all the rooms in Al Fitrah. One focus she directed to the male treatment room which began to attract her heart.
"If you sleep like this you should be the most pleasant of men. Calm and not having a lot of behavior. But when I see you're always bullying me, I don't tolerate it at all."
Zee smiled then grabbed her bag and walked out of the apartment to the elevator that would take her to Al Fitrah on the bottom floor. Arriving at her destination, she immediately sat down and examined several piles of reports and medical records of several patients she wanted, including Afzal's medical records.
In his room, Afzal started to open his eyes. He saw all corners of the room that he used for treatment. None of his family had come yet and he was sure they hadn't realized he wasn't home.
"Do you feel something is missing when I haven't been home for two days? Or do you still think that I'm with my friends at the base? tsk, You are indeed a businessman and business player, but I really regret it. You guys are busy in your own world without thinking that my sister and I have the right to be made happy with your love? I would love to stay here, but can I? Living without a cell phone and letting people think I'm dead?"
Afzal took a deep breath and let it out roughly. He who was disappointed with his family's behavior finally shook his head which suddenly became dizzy.
"aaa"
His loud voice reached the nurse's guard room, making the guard immediately run to see him. Sazkia, the nurse on duty, looked at Afzal who was ruffling her hair. She reached out her hand to try to help Afzal, but he refused.
"What is it, sir? Is anyone sick?"
Afzal looked at Sazkia from head to toe. He still didn't think that it was necessary to share his feelings with the weak girl in front of him.
"Why hasn't there been any action for me? Are you really slow workers and don't have a target?"
Sazkia who heard Afzal's sentence really wanted to vomit all the contents of her stomach. Her interest in the man, who had been staying in the treatment ward since yesterday, is now gradually fading. She was tired of expecting a lot from a handsome but arrogant man and today she wanted to get rid of it little by little.
"Hey, why daydreaming? Is this hospital deliberately trying to kill me so no action has been taken?"
Sazkia looked at Afzal and then frowned, thinking about how to give an explanation without wasting many words.
"Why daydream? Are you thinking how to escape my question?"
"Why do you always misunderstand this clinic? Did you know that some of your men were found by the police and treated in another hospital? Do you know how they are progressing? Ah, had you known, surely you wouldn't have insulted us." Sazkia left Afzal who was stunned to hear her explanation. He didn't expect that the girl in front of him would give piecemeal information about his men. He hadn't asked yet, but Sazkia had already left him.