a patient. datang. unusual nausea. pening kepala. rebahhh kat rumah. datang. MO bengon hantar for CT scan. fucking fussy. tak boleh gerak lepas baring atas trolley. nak alih alih kena pakai padslide. kencing kat bedpan. haus. lapar.
"Miss, can i get your last day of your perid date please. before we proceed the scan" technologist tanya.
"im not sure. i had an intercourse 3 days a week. and my last period is about 4 weeks ago"
i was like, 3 days a week. and she's 48 yrs old. impressive. its like doing marathon 3 days a week. tapi saket kepala sikit dah paralyze. makan babi banyak sangat ni.
SN Mila dah cubit2 tangan i. annoyed dengan that patient. "i wish she's really pregnant. nanti anak masok umur highschool, umur dia dekat-dekat nak mati" Mila carot.
i smiled. 1st day period today. malas nak banyak cakap. i need to sit. i got a text message.
"Hello Markisa. jom pegi lunch today?"
from Datin Munah.
"sorry i buat double syif today. tak cukup orang" simple. pastu she call few times. showing some true possessive element there. i didnt answer.
"Datin, i'm on duty now. sorry". i off my phone. gila.
i sat in the oncall room. breathless. i saw some blood drops on my shoes. i wipe it with some alcohol swap. then i tepandang the bed. teringat Dr Nua. i senyum gatal. i miss him. like hell. but he's out of the country. doing some shit and stuff kat seberang. whatever.
Marissa message. ajak makan satay tonight. i wish i can. "Sorry babe. i curr double tonight. carik duit for New Zealand trip next year. i hope Maori's dick are worth await."
Marissa send a pic message. half of her boob. with a smiley. gila.
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its 10.35pm. patient in an out ramai2 buat masa jadi sekejap. i switch on my phone. 14 misscalls. separoh dari Datin Bimbo. few from bakri. i ignored em. tanak tanak tanak. bodoh punya olang tak paham bahasa.
i skipped my dinner. i suruh budak porter beli burger gerai. teringin. haram jadah tak nampak sampai la ni. i makan Tiger Biscuit Dr Prema punya. the only MO yang suke sedekah jariah kat staff. walapon biskot. MO laen? makan staff punya lagi ada. potong konek la kalau theyolls contribute something, selain dari nurses day. tu pun weols kene buat muka mintak sedekah.
i dont know. something wrong with the air cond tonight. panas. or its just me.
i tukar kasut terus. so flat rubber shoes. jari-jari i cant feel anything. numb. and it smells funny. i should beli that colored crystal kat Watson for rendam kaki. to kurangkan bau kaki of course. lol. kalau tenyeh kat muka Dr Azam sedap neh. foot fetish. kann~
i got message from Bulu. my good friend. he's a sonographer. working dekat hospital gomen.
"hey Kisa, aku ada kat kedai Kak Tijah ni. dah makan? aku beli"
"nak. u datang sorang?" i tanya. tebiat ka Bulu datang offer makanan.
"aku with someone. bawak dia makan sini". Bulu adelah romeo. konsep percintaan dia adalah [Hubungan mesti tak lebih dari 2 minggu]. tapi dia jenis hangover. bukan main puki sangat pun.
"tapau. aku tunggu depan mortuary macam biasa" i sakat.
"jangan la doh. kang taktau tu ko yang betul ke tidak" Bulu bising. kecoh.
"tempat biasa" i reply. ok dapat nasik lemak tonight. dandan nak puasa besok, vagina bleed pulak. kalau hari2 camni, orang panggil i 'Bedebah Noor' instead.
lonely. makan nasik lemak dalam pantry sorang2. Sister tido atas sofa bedengkur macam babi. kepala mendongak. hidong kembang kuncup lagi menyerlahkan kebabian. kan. bising je.
i tengok gambar2 lama. with my ex. merembes air mata. sesambil makan nasik lemak tu. tak ke sedehhh & patheticnye i. i called Marissa. HARAPAN nak tenang n pujuk i. kene carot lagi ada. tanak kawan Marissa 2 menet.
Love, MarkisaImran
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