Dr. Clara

Dr. Clara
Episode 7's



The next day I came again as usual to Mr. David's room. Without knocking on the door, I opened the door.


"Good morning, Mr. David" I said to him, who had just closed the door.


He looked at me briefly and again noticed the paper in his hand.


Melliza: "Sir David here I bring rendang for lunch Mr David" I said by putting the lunch box on his desk.


David: "Rendang?" she asked in amazement as she looked at my face seriously.


Melliza: "Yes sir" I replied with a smile that was very clearly plastered on my face.


David: "You cook yourself?" he asked with a glare to both of my eyes.


I just smiled spoiledly with a lightning-fast nod that became my answer to his question.


David: "Enough!" he said he arrived by slamming the paper in his hand.


Melliza: "Huh?" I'm confused by what David meant.


Have I made a mistake?


Was my cooking that wasn't good yesterday?


Why does David seem so mad at me?


David: "Enough you've cooked for me, don't do this again" he said, turning his gaze away.


Melliza: "Why sir? I love cooking for you...


David: "I said ENOUGH!!! Didn't you hear?!" he snapped at me and stared intently at my two eyes.


I flinched, my heart beating faster than usual because of the snapping. I am immune to ears if only to hear thousands of insinuations or insults about my appearance that is quite menstrual for a doctor. I can be stupid, ignorant and think their words are just the wind, but this is a clash coming out of someone I always hoped could be by my side, even if it was impossible.


My love claps one hand?


Is this karma because I always reject men?


David: "Is this your low-key way to get a plus from me?" he said with a low look towards me.


I can't stand to answer the question.


Am I that low in his eyes?


David: "Oh! Where your haughty words are dr. Melliza Clara's? when we first met" he said by raising his left eyebrow.


My memory of that day came back again, the day that for the first time I had a reason why I should behave sweetly.


Yes, it is true that my words at that time were very arrogant.


David: "What are you doing now? Since you have said that to me then you end this doing sweet thing by painstakingly cooking for me? You are trying to bribe me with food that you cook yourself so that you are not properly removed. Is that really the way dr. Melliza?"


I was downcast to hear what had come out smoothly from Mr. David's mouth. My breath was hunting, my eyes were burning like something was stirring. It's true that the idea of approaching Mr. David was to help me get through my apprenticeship with ease. But my main goal is not that. Because from the beginning of my intention to harbor this feeling even ends in deeper feelings. A sense of what was growing in my heart and becoming more and more attached to my mind.


A sense of heaviness if not see it all day, even just hearing his voice alone has become the medicine of my longing.


Even though I always got the cuckoo behavior by him, it never got the attention I always expected but I always wanted to do it. I always tried to be seen by him, so he could see me. I always wanted to see his face.


David: "It's a pity that everything you do for me won't affect the value of your personality in my eyes" he stood up and turned his back on me.


Melliza: "I'm not doing this to bribe you Mr. David, I'm doing it sincerely"


I began to speak up after being silent for so long with my gaze holding back the tears that were about to fall.


David: "Silent? huh! We are not even relatives, we are not friends let alone close friends. Then on what basis if not because you want to bribe me dr. Melliza?"


He still didn't look at me. I see his back, the back of someone I've always missed and wanted to have.


I was still silent not answering his question. The damn water came down with a dare to wet my left cheek, from drop by drop to a long time into a cry.


I'm not strong anymore, why would I like a man like Mr. David someone who doesn't have this heart.


"The color I love you, Are you SATISFIED?!!"


Do not forget to stop by at Women Who are Not "PERFECT" the story is no less interesting than dr. Clara


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