Beautiful Doctor, Marry Me!

Beautiful Doctor, Marry Me!
Chapter 1 Caraka Abhimanyu



A man entered the house by settling like a thief. The white coat he clasped between the arms and the sixpack belly wrapped in the white shirt.


He went into a very quiet house and had all the lights out. Naturally, because the time has shown at 2 pm.


He managed to pass through the living room that felt like it had a wide ball field, in particular afraid of being discovered. He managed to set foot on the first step of the stairs. The stairs will take him to the second floor where his room is there.


His name is Caraka Abhimanyu, he is an oral surgeon in one of the city's top hospitals. He is 33 years old and he is not married.


"From where, Ka!"


The deg!


The baritone voice, firm and flat it managed to make its stride come to a halt. He turned around and found his papa standing right behind him at a distance of about 5 meters.


"Hehehe... Papa." Instead of answering, he even grinned to see the retired TNI army man. Yes, his father-Abimanyu decided to retire early from his profession.


"Where do you ask?" Abi asked again because his son was not clear smile.


"From..." Caraka scratched her non-itchy forehead.


"From the hospital, pa" he replied.


"Hospital or Sabella's house?" Abi's allegations are on target.


Sabella is Caraka's ex-girlfriend who is still in touch with her despite the light of Abi and his wife - Sora does not give her blessing.


"Ehm. earlier, I stopped Sabella, Pa. She happened to have a photo shoot and happened to be the same way I was."


"Reason!" Abi turned around and wanted to leave his son who was always thinking too positively.


"Pa, repeatedly I explained to papa that there is no relationship between me and Sabella, Pa," Caraka said trying to confirm to her Papa. And all of that is true. He and Sabella are just friends.


"I think of him as my own brother, Pa. Just like Syakilla." Caraka mentioned her sister's name.


"Don't confuse Syakilla with Sabella!" Abi said firmly with an angry tone. He looked back at Caraka. He did not accept to hear that his beloved daughter who works as a lecturer was likened to Sabella, a model who always nongol in adult magazines.


"That's not what Caraka means, Pa." Caraka breathed a heavy sigh.


"I've also loved other girls for a long time, Pa. I dated Sabella 4 years ago and now we're just friends, Pa."


"No girl will believe and accept you, Ka. As long as you're in touch with that girl!"


"Mas...why the hell fuss?" Sora asked, the woman who just came out of the room when she heard the commotion between her husband and son.


"Your son is hard to say, Ra!" Abhimanyu. Since childhood Caraka was more familiar with his mother because Abi often served outside the city.


"Caraka's been clear to papa ma, but..."


Sora raised his hand up as a sign that this debate should stop.


"Enough, Ka!"


"Get in the room now!" Show Sora up to where her room is.


Caraka sighed and walked down the stairs. If the hijab-wearing woman gives orders, she must obey them.


I told you, I love other girls. And I'm sure you know that girl is Chiara. But you guys never believed.


Meanwhile, Sora held her husband's arm. He tried to calm Abi who always ignited emotions when discussing the relationship between Caraka and Sabella. But, Sora tried to believe in his son.


"I don't understand the same way your son, Ra, thinks."


"You calm down, Mom. That Caraka must have said the truth." Sora Bela.


He clearly knew the indiscriminate character of his son when he became friends with anyone. But that was Caraka's fault, the man did not realize that the opposite sex often misrepresents his good attitude.


"We have to trust him, Mom. He's a doctor, he must know there's a reputation he needs to keep, my dear."


"Again, Sabella never carried the name Caraka if it was on television or social media."


"Now not. Another time? No one can guarantee, Ra. The girl is in the entertainment world that is vulnerable to gossip and Caraka could be dragged away someday."


"Later I tried to advise him, Mas. Yeah, even though I can't promise she'll stop connecting with that girl."


"It's 33 years old, baby! I was surprised, instead of looking serious, he was busy messing with the girl," complained Abi.


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Meanwhile, Caraka went straight into the bathroom to clean her sticky body.


After ten minutes, he came out of the bathroom with a towel still wrapped around his lower body. The plaid stomach that still dripped water on the surface made whoever the girl who saw it must have swallowed lud*h.


But, a rather thick piece of paper rested on her dresser so stole her attention. He grabbed a paper that turned out to be an engagement invitation and read it.


"Chiara Arrayan Danadyaksa's betrothal to Daffin Alexander Abraham."


The deg!


Caraka was silent like a bod*oh. A few days ago he just met Chiara and the girl did not say anything.


He wondered why Chiara suddenly decided to get engaged to another man while he who asked the girl to get married since a year ago was still hanging.


The Flashback


"Beautiful doctor, marry me!" Caraka says it when they meet at one of the family events.


Caraka sat beside Chiara and looked at the girl with a smile. The two were sitting on a chair in the backyard near the swimming pool.


"I'm not a doctor yet, Bang," said the girl because she had to undergo an internship in less than a year.


"One more year, cut it! I wait!"


Caraka has said many times that she will wait for the girl. Oral surgeon who put the heart since almost 9 years ago, when Chiara was still sitting in the middle of Junior High School.


"That girl..."


"Sabella? We just friend! Believe me, Chi!"


Flashback off


Chiara did not give any answer at the time. Caraka thought that the girl would decide everything after she was done with her internship and could work in the hospital as a general practitioner.


During this time, Caraka had never seen Chiara close to any man. The girl's life is just about her career and family making Caraka sure Chiara will accept her later.


But this invitation? Does this mean he was rejected indirectly?


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