Celebrations & Uninvited Guests

"Hey, Putri?" A very familiar voice, a tall figure with a friendly face, greeted Putri cheerfully. 

"Doctor Randi? You're here too?" Putri asked in surprise.

Randi began to sit next to Putri. And Putri can still smell the hospital smell that is still attached to Randi.

"I just arrived, and I see you're here alone. Looks like Irfan hasn't come yet, huh?" Randi asked and showing off his white, even teeth. 

"Ahh... that..? He's still on his way, doctor." Putri replied unenthusiastically.

"So.., how's the condition of your wound. Is it better?" Randi began to ask again, 

"Of course, doctor. Thanks for the medicine from you. I can recover faster." Randi looked away at the crowd of people.

"I prefer to be called Randi," Randi started to smile, 

"I'm only three years older than Irfan, even though I'm still older." Randy chuckled when he said it. Putri also laughed to reply to Randy's words.