Mantra

Saat aku mengingatmu,

ada yang diam-diam merekah,
mengembang, senyum.
Terkenang setiap detil indah,
dimana aku dan kamu, kita,
waktu yang tlah terlewati bersama.
Meski juga tak jarang,
ada yang diam-diam terjatuh,
mengalir, tangis.
Kamu dan duniamu,
Terkadang jauh tak tersentuh.
Sementara aku selalu berharap,
akan tiba saat aku kau rengkuh.
Harapan yang menjelma doa-doa 'Semoga'
atau yang kurapal sebagai mantra,
dalam kalimat-kalimat panjang 'Seandainya'



Cilegon, 18-9-2012

Another "The Good Doctor" Story (Part 4)

Oh may Godness, it September now...

I've been very busy at work and can't always make my posts in this blog update.
well, about the fictional Another "The Good Doctor" Story that I made with my friends in Germany, Actually there have been part 4 that was written by Tamara since a month ago, but for some reasons, I just had to post now. please enjoy...

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Los Angeles, 7 o'clock in the morning.
I woke up an hour ago and now my phone rings.
Gosh, who call me in the early morning?

Me: „Who's calling?“
Taylor: „Hey!“
Me (totally happy): „Helloooo! How are you Sweetheart?“
Taylor: „I am fine! And you?“
Me: „Good... but I missed you alot!“
Taylor: „Okay. So, what are you doing right now?“
Me: „Wait! I tell you that I miss you... what about you? Don't you miss me?“
Taylor: „Umm... maybe a little. But not too much!“

I hear him laugh.

Me: „What? Why are you laughing?“
Taylor: „You don't answer my question. What are you doing right now?“
Me: „Is that the only important thing for you? What I am doing?“
Taylor: „Okay... if you don't answer me... I tell you, what you are doing...!“
Me: „I am curious about it!“

He wait a few seconds before he starts to talk.

Taylor: „Okay... you hold your phone in your right hand.“

I am upset.

Another "The Good Doctor Story" (Part 3)

How happy my heart because of a short story again from my friend in Germany, this is actually the second story created by Tamara, but became the third part in a series of short stories; Another "The Good Doctor" story, because the second story was written by me and use my own point of view.

So, "I" in the short story part 1 and 3 is "Tamara", and "I" in the part 2 is me, "Nurul".
Ok! Here is Another "The Good Doctor" story (Part 3), with new figures Maha Mounir, a good friend from Egypt ;-)

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I am in hospital for a routine checkup.

I sit in the waiting area to wait for a doctor.
A nurse come and tell me, to go in the treatment room.

Shortly afterwards the door opens and a doctor come in.
He stares on my medical file and sit down.
While he read my medical file, he says: "Good morning Miss. Do you have complaints if any?"

I look at him, grin and say: "Yes. I have a big complaint, because it seems you don't recognize me anymore!"
Now he finally look at me. "Oops! Tamara, hello!"

Me: "Hello, Dr. Blake!"
Blake: "I'm so sorry... but, you know, it's a very stressful day... and, please, call me Martin."
Me: "Okay... Martin... so, how are you?"
Blake: (laughs) "You ask me how I am? I am the doctor, so I should ask you this question!" 
Me: "That's up to you... but to answer your unasked question - I am fine."
Blake (smiles): "So, it's just a routine checkup?"
Me: "Yes."
Blake: "Okay, let's start."

So I am under examination. Last but not least he want to listen to my chest with a stethoscope.

Blake: "Take a deep breath, please... okay, that sounds good. Now cough please. Thank you."
Me: "And? Is anything wrong with my health?"
Blake: "No, you are healthy."
Me: "Sounds great! Thank you!"
Blake: "You are welcome!"

He look at me. 

Me: "All right?"
Blake: "Yes...."
Me: "But?"
Blake: "I'll meet Nurul this evening."
Me: "That's great."
Blake: "Yes... but I must say her the truth about me. Last time I was not able to do that... she was so happy because of her discharge from hospital that I would not damp her spirits."
Me: "I see. But I am sure, you'll do the right thing. I know Nurul and she's a very loyal friend. You'll see, it will be not so bad!"
Blake: "Okay, I trust you!"
Me: "Good boy! I think I sould go now. I'll cross my fingers for you! Keep smiling and stick to the truth!"
Blake: "Promise! Have a nice day, Tamara."
Me: "Wish you the same, Martin. And good luck!"