Marisa believes in soulmates. She believes that everything
is already written by God. She believes that everything in this world is made
in pairs. She believes that soulmates were paired even before Earth was
created. She believes that love will eventually come to her when God said so.
She just turned 27. Reality just hit her. One thing that she just realised: Most of her friends have settled down, while she on the other hand just started her internship at OT Hospital. Oh what a sweet life.
~~~
39 year-old Dan has doubts about love. Love took his heart
away. It happened when his dear wife, Tracey, left him for a younger man 10
years ago. His wife defended herself by stating the fact that he was always
busy with patients, operations, meetings and etc.
Tracey: “I was always alone. You were always away. Don’t you know how I feel?!”
Dan: “But, what am I supposed to do? Take days off? Quit?”
Tracey: “Huhh. It doesn’t matter now. WE ARE OVER DAN!”
Dan: “Tracey… please.. Just give me another chance to make things right.. Please, I beg
you.”
Tracey: “Oh please. Just sign this paper Dan. And then, we are over, for good.”
Tracey: “Oh and,you know what Dan. The guy that I’m dating right now, he is way better than you. He CARES Dan. He cares about me. I’ve never felt this way towards a guy before. People said that if you love someone, you have to let them go. Do you love me Dan? If yes,
please just let me go”
And just like that… a marriage
that was beautifully built 10 years ago was destroyed. And people expect Dan to
believe in love? Not a chance.
~~~
~~~
Her first month as an intern was worse than she expected.
Everything that she did was wrong in the eyes of that old, cold-hearted,
annoying Senior Medical Officer.
Marisa: “I am so sorry Dr. Dan, I did exactly what you ordered me to. What did I do wrong this time?”
Dan: “Can’t you see that it is stated clear that patient from bed 10 still needs to be treated? Why did you discharge him? And Marisa, where are the patients from bed 24 and 29? Did you discharge them to?! EVERYTHING IS WRONG MARISA. ”
Marisa: “But Dr, you were the one who told me to discharge them..”
Dan: “No, I did not. I will not tolerate if anything like this happens again. Do I make myself clear!?”
Marisa: “……….yes Dr.”
~~~
“Beep Beep”. The sound came from his phone. Wordings came up on his phone:
“Reminder:DISCHARGE PT BED 10, 24, 29”
Dan: “Oh crap.”
While on his way to the canteen, he saw Marisa passing by.
He felt guilty, and he knew that he should apologise for his
wrong-doings, but his mouth froze when he was face-to-face with Marisa. Admitting that he was wrong was the last thing
that he would do as a man. Never, he said, Never.
Marisa: “Are you okay Dr?”
Dan: (Stares at her blankly)
Marisa: “Dr?”
~~~Dan: “Mm..a..Marisa. I’m fine. You should get back to work.”
Mum: “Honey, how is work? I hope everything is okay…”
Marisa: “Hmm mum, it was bad. Seriously bad. There is this male doctor, who always make my day worse. Mum, do I really have no other hospital to go to other than OT?”
Mum: “Marisa, you do know the reason why your dad wants you to work there right?”
Marisa: “I know mum. I know that grandpa worked there before. But do I need to work there just to continue his so-called ‘legacy’????? This is ridiculous mum. And I don’t think I can survive longer mum. That old meanie doctor is getting on my nerves.”
Mum: “How old is this ‘old meanie doctor’of yours Marisa? Is he married?”
Marisa: “Mum. Listen. He is old. Ok. Like… 40 old. OLD old. And I didn’t see a ring in his finger so I guess he is not? Plus, who would want to get married with that cold meanie?”
Mum: “Honey, don’t say things that you will regret.. as cliché as it sounds, you might fall for him someday.. Hehe. Just kidding. Relax my dear, you can do it!”
Marisa: “EWW, MUM. Please okay. Please just don’t… He is good-looking but please mum no.”
Mum: “Okay okay.. okay dear, I need to hang up now. Do take care and just hang in there. Talk to you soon!”
“Never in a million years will I ever fall for that kind of person. Urggh.” Marisa said to herself.
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