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I’ve just finished watching Atonement and I decide that the movie deserves to be the film of the year.

It’s not just about my deep impression as James McAvoy said to Keira Knightley like this, “I will find you, love you, marry you, and live without a shame..”, but also the main commendation of the movie that describes that an atonement will never be able to erase each words which we’ve ever said and just hurt someone else.

Shortly like what our nation’s past literature has said, your mouth is your tiger.

A lot of people complained to me that they had been disappointed to the last doctors that they’ve visited.

The problem was, each time that they’d just already had the medications from their doctors, the drugs always made them vomit, or minimally made them wanna puke.

Why do doctors poison their patients..?

Thank God that they only complained to me. What if they went to another doctor?

The damn thing is, a lot of doctors just judge the previous doctors as mistreatment.

“Ooh..this drug has made you puke, Ma’am. He wasn’t supposed to give you this..!”

This sentence sounds simple and intended to rescue the patient, but actually this sentence is really useful as slander equipment.

Certainly the patients will trust them and they’ll hate their previous doctors.

What if the hate incarnates into a summoning that the doctors have injured the patients?

Coz it’s not always true that the previous doctors are guilty.

And the next doctors as the patients’ shelters don’t deserve to do the black campaign by mentioning that their colleagues have mistreated.

It’s the patients’ task to ask their previous doctors why the drugs just hurt their stomach.

And there are a lot of logic reasons why a lot of patients have stomachache after they have their medications from doctors.

The patient actually has gastritis.

He only eat two pieces of bread each days coz he’s busy of working nine-to-five, and he has the drugs before meals.

When he’s gonna have the drug, actually he intends to pour the water into his glass, but he doesn’t realize that his hand instead takes the carbolic acid.

As he’s drinking it, a cat passes by, then the cat  defecates inside the house.

Then the patient vomits.

I hope our mouth will never be a tiger  coz making black campaign for somebody else’s name.

It’s (probably) true that we can write an atonement to apologize to the person that we’ve slandered, but as I wrote last month, there’s nothing we can do to buy back the ruined reputations. Never drop a tiger.

Coz, except in the bed, tiger’s never been sexy!

As if being unsatisfied of playing in weeping scenes and getting involved in a mad marriage with B-rate artist, then our local celebs start to invade the politics by registering as candidates of bupati.

No mind about the honesty of wish to be the territory’s servant, or just a troublesome of wish to return the declining popularity by reviving the local election, but we exactly find that some of them really win the elections.

Just mention Rano Karno who now becomes the vice-bupati of Tangerang, or the most successful now, Dede Yusuf, who now becomes the vice-governor of Jawa Barat.

The latest ones, after Syaiful Jamil registered as the candidate of vice-bupati of Serang, now Primus Yustisio is joining the local election in the city of Subang.

The phenomenon of artist becomes bureaucratic ain’t a new thing for us.

Far when we’re all still cyber-illiterate long ago, Ronald Reagan used to be the Hollywood actor, which then became the US president at his averagely 70’s age.

Remember ex-president of Philippines Joseph Estrada? He used to be an actor, too.

Our most intimate ex-actor bureaucratic certainly is Arnold Schwarzenegger  who is today’s governor of California.

Do they inspire our local celebs to become the other’s national bureaucratic?

“I vote for the number three coz they’re still young.

Coz the other candidates have been already elderly,” said my friend, an informatician, answered why he voted Dede Yusuf in the last West Java’s local election.

“Aye mah milih Bang Doel aja, soalnya kalo liat di tipi sih Bang Doel tuh keliatannya baek, soleh, cakep lagih,”

(I vote for Bang Doel, coz when I see at tv, Bang Doel looks nice, virtuous, and also good-looking), said a vegetable grocer lady in a local election at Tangerang, mentioned the reason why she voted for Rano Karno.

My colleague, a doctor at Serang, really doesn’t aware that Syaiful Jamil is the next candidate of vice-bupati right there. “I know that the candidates today are still young.

But I don’t know that it’s gonna be an artist will join to become a vice-bupati right here.

By the way, who da hell is Syaiful Jamil? ” she asks innocently.

That’s why I’m pessimistic to mail my friend at Subang, to ask whether if he’s gonna vote Primus Yustisio for mayor. But then he jumps hilariously. “What?!

Jihan Fahira’s gonna be the mayor-lady?

Thank God..now we’re gonna have a real celebrity official lady!

We’ve been sick about the bureaucratic girls who ain’t celebrity, but they behave like celebrity!”

Do you want your celebrity career goes well?

1.       Learn acting.

Main condition: You must be able to express weeping, or super gruff, or scary like pocong ngesot.

2.       Wherever you go, wear sunglasses, and always shout, “Stop! No camera, please!” by covering your face from paparazzi.

3.       Make relationship cleverly, so you know whose hunk, whose babe, or whose spouse that you deserve to run with for your own.

Don’t ever run with somebody else’s lover, but after you marry him or her, you just become bankrupt.

4.       You gotta be smart, don’t be so stupid.

Probably there’ll be any politic party who’d like to recruit you to become a bupati, a mayor, or even a governor.

This age, ordinary people become artist or bureaucratic, what’s the trouble then..?

Call me crazy, but I may be the only doctor who often wanders around at midnight in the hospital with eyes wide shut.

I’ve told my supervisor that working 24 hours a day sleeplessly is absolutely unwise.

But he just smiled and told me that I was supposed to have my own hospital so I could sleep anytime I wanted to, instead of working for richening the other people like this.

And it seems that being a 24-hours-a-day slave has made me the real result: To keep me awake, I try to chew anything, and it just made my stomach full.

Instead of effective, in the midnight I’m just full and sleepy, and practically makes my eyes resembles a five-watts-lamp, and it declines into two watts as the patient gets urgent.

Time has trained me to be able to sleep in any conditions: lying down, standing up, even while I’m walking on the corridor.

The security has known my behavior well, and it erases the old rumour which was well-known at the hospital that in the middle of the night there’s often a beautiful pale and long-haired girl dressed in white and dragged her steps on the silent corridors. Actually I don’t care I’m often misdiagnosed at Sadako’s twin sister.

I just ask myself why my hobby sleeping by walking never leads me to fall into the lotus pond at the front of ICU.

Till one night, I was almost stumbled.

I never knew why there could be legs without a head put out on my way and I almost stepped on them.

I was sleepy and I had to try hard to realize that the legs’ owner had a head and the head came up from.. down under the patient’s bed?!

Why could there be a person who’ll sleep under the patient’s bed, wouldn’t he sneeze down there?!

The family patients sometimes could be nuts.

The nurses have ultimated that family mustn’t sleep on the patient’s bed, but they insist that they wanna sleep next to the patient.

So they bring carpets from home, complete with the folding bed. And if it’s not enough, they also bring thermos, magic jar, and even tv.

Careless whether if the hospitalized patient is being comma, strictly infused, and must be tied up to the oxygen tube.

And coz the poor patients always admit to small rooms where you can’t even breathe inside, so the family just sleeps under the patient’s bed. Principally, being hospitalized must be as comfy as home.

And like a conspiration to welcome the family who camps in the hospital, the cafeteria pleasantly sells carpet, sugar, and even Salonpas!

Don’t ask me about how the patient’s family in the ICU.

It’s absolutely impossible for the family to camp under the ICU’s bed.

A lotta hospital will pleasantly provide a mess for family, but no family would dare to be far from the critical patient.

No wonder the family is always in stress, and in the end they also get sick, whether if they become allergic to dust or catch a cold. But it always adds the income for the family.

Conspiracy under cover for increasing the hospital’s income?

Pity? Then never be an economy class patient.

You must be a VIP, so your darling can sleep and wait for you in your room’s couch, and he won’t need to sleep under your bed. Never admit to ICU, coz your family will never know where to sleep or to shower.

Fool me, what da hell am I talking about? Never be sick!

Everyone wanna be popular. Almost each one dreams want their name in newspapers.

The problem is, being written in newspaper ain’t an easy problem, especially if it’s not another member of Red Devils, nor it’s not another kid-in-law of the president, nor it’s not another sleepmate of another member of the parliament, nor it doesn’t have warts growing on the whole of his body.

So your last chance for being written in newspaper is if your name’s loaded in the family death column.  But I don’t think it would probably happen, except if you’re another Chinese.

My friend ever has said that the most useful of being written in newspaper is if you join Hello Persib.

Everyone who supports them in Djarum League via SMS will always catch their names in the newspaper. It’s not bad for being shown up to our mother at home.

And you could also say hello to your fellas.

You could charge your fellas if they want you to say hello to them in the newspaper.

I refuse the idea instead.

When the Persib won, Viking made chaos on the road and scratched my car.

But if you wanna get popular via newspaper, you can read readers’ mails.

You don’t need to be smart for it, coz nowadays readers’ mails have already changed into customers’ complains column.

A reader’s ever shopped in a department store and used her credit card.

As she would pay her purchase, the card is unusable coz it’s overlimited.

But she never used the card before since she activated it.

Then she wrote to a newspaper and she accused the bank didn’t manage the credit cards professionally.

The fact: The credit card is exactly overlimited, but the owner really never used it before.

Her son has used the card without tell herself before.

Another reader went to an educational park.

As she would use an information-telephone which played the record of the cockatoo,  the phone was unusable.

She wrote a reader’s mail and complained that the park didn’t manage their educational facility well.

The fact: The park manager has put the manual instruction to explain how to use the phone.

But the reader never read the instruction.

Another reader has a father which used to work at the Sanitary Bureau.

His father has already retired, but he never accepted his last salary for two months.

And her father has swept the streets for years. How dare the bureau is!

The fact: The bureau has paid all of his salary. Including his pension bonus.

The whole money could be loaned at the cooperation, with the terms and conditioned applied.

But the father never knew that he could take his salary at the cooperation.

And the son who didn’t know more, instead wrote to the newspaper that the Sanitation Bureau had been cruel to a very old broom man.

Now we get it that a reader’s mail is not just useful to popularize our name in the newspaper, but it’s also useful to adulterate the good title of the innocents.

It’s not about that the mistakes belong to the bank, to the educational park, nor to the Sanitary Bureau.

These people absolutely never knew how to write to customer’s service, but they preferred the shunt via newspaper.

And the newspapers don’t know how to confirm, but they just load the black mails.

Well, of course the accuser could apologize, but the wrong targeted sues have been known by everyone and broke the innocents’ reputation.

Buy money, buy the apology, but the good reputation is what the money can’t buy.

Well, you got the main goal, you’ve had your name in your newspaper.

Don’t need to be smart to be in newspaper. D’you like it that way?

It’s more effective, rather than sending the answers of crossword puzzle.

Or..rather than joining matchmaking.