The Heart Doctor ✔

Chapter 29: A Confession

I woke up with nails and pins throbbing in my head. Classic eh? I have a hangover a glass of wine. Okay a bottle of wine! I squinted my eyes at the brightness that peak through an unfamiliar glass window. "Glad you're alive."

Startled, I immediately rose up but my throbbing head got the best of me. Caught by the arm, I tried steadying my stance. Refused to meet the eye of the man I've been thinking since, I break myself free from the arms of my beloved. Beloved?!

Hindi pa man ako makalabas sa kwarto ay nabangka ko ang mga karton. Nagliligpit ba siya ng gamit? Bakit ang daming karton? I tried not to question him, rather, I tried to shove off my questions as a stand up and dash out from him, his bedroom and his condo.

I took some Advil and took the needed bath. I didn't take longer shower today, the longer I stay in the shower the more I thought about him. I got ready for my work, wearing my light blue scrubs and tousers. It's very unusual for me to wear these to work for the reason that it makes me look fat so I always opt for tees and jeans or dresses. But today somehow, I miss this and I feel kinda 'new', refreshed from the hangover. I pulled my white running shoes and put it on.

"Ah, Saint!" Sorry buddy, I seemed to forget you every now and then. I proceeded to the pantry and got the dog food.

Scampering towards the elevator for I am running late, but God made me to be this lucky huh? Lorenzo Cyl Ramos, himself strode inside this elevator. I bowed down my head, still refusing to meet his gaze. As I smelled his masculine cologne, I pictured him—I ought to stop this fantasy! The silence between us was unbearable for me, but it will do.

What's with me? Days ago, I was dying to talk to him. Hoped for his replies, but now that he's beside me. Umuurong ang dila ko, nawawala ang confidence ko at hindi ko alam kung ano ang sasabihin ko.

He cleared his throat, that made me look up to him without thinking. "Drink wa—" Bakas sa kanyang mga mata ang pagkagulat. I must have said with a high pitched voice. He handed me a brown paper bag, expression stoic. " You'll need this." Without questioning him, I got it from him. I was about to ask him something but a 'ding' popped in, indicating that we had arrived. As he exited the elevator, he stopped once more studying me like piece of specimen, his eyebrows rose . Do I look like an alien to him?

"Nakaligo ka naman diba Doc?" Biglang bulong ng binatang nurse na ito. I mentally cringed. Close ba tayo, ha? May pa bulong-bulong ka pa diyan?!

I gritted my teeth and look up at him. "I've been in this fucking hospital for fucking 72 hours!" I hissed quietly careful not to wake the patient lying in the hospital bed. Patuloy parin ang pag-uusap ng senior cardiologist sa kamaag-anak ng pasyente, buti na lang at hindi ito naka-rinig.

Nang matapos ang nurse sa pag-iinject ng gamot sa injection port ng IV fluid ng pasyente, naglagay ito ng notes sa clinical records. "Sorry po, Doc." Lumabas na rin ako sa kwarto, dahil pinayagan na ako ng senior doctor na maunang lumabas. Nagtungo sa nurse station, para ihatid ang records ng pasyente. Naabutan ko na naman ang mga nurse na nag-uusap na tila may kilusang gagawin.

"Muntik na akong mamatay sa tingin ni Dr.Ferrer kanina." Sumbong ng binatang nurse sa iba.

"Iba talaga aura niya ngayon e. Ang itim ng aura."

"Broken hearted ata. Rinig ko nireject sya."

"Pero rinig ko sa iba na, sya ang nag-reject sa manliligaw niya."

"May manliligaw pala 'yun? Cold hearted kaya 'yun."

I was about to interject their petty conclusions, but the ringing of my phone halted me from doing such. Answering it without knowing who's the caller is, " Speak."