Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

That night

Will God really unite them into a whole couple. A love story that they never assembled, and never imagined if the love story that was met by fate it ... They will experience.

Za came home from the market, he looked around there was no figure of the man he asked to his house this morning.

"Assalamualaikum" Idris, who saw Za as if looking for someone, said hello. Yes, if not him who is in search, geer is not reported.😁

"Eh, mas, Waalaikumussalam," Za replied with a cry.

"Sapri sir, didn't come here?"

"Udah"

"Oh, have you gone home, Mom?" sitting on the living room sofa.

"No," Idris followed what Za did.

"Kok, isn't it here?"

"Please tell me to buy the tools for tomorrow's repairs"

"Tomorrow not now?"

"So, let the Sapri sir rest first, right, the damage is also quite good said Mr. Sapri, it is likely that about a week, the repair." looks Za who is nodding her head as if thinking.

"What's Za?" Idris asked.

"No!, no, papa!," quickly Za shook her head, and he grabbed some groceries that he had taroed earlier.

"Za to the kitchen, well, Mas, want to cook" quickly Za moved from her seat to the kitchen.

Za put down the groceries he brought, his eyes stared blankly, his mind drifting thinking about his nights with the Doctor later.

'I could not sleep all night because I was close to him. What if until the next night. He's a heart doctor, what if he hears my heart beating that's not because it's near him? Well, how's it going?' inner Za. while squeezing her fingers.

***

After about three days in repair, it turns out true, it did not finish the repair. Think Za.

And for three days Za was nervous if it came at night, if in the morning he could busy himself in the kitchen, and Idris who had begun to return to tactics. It's at night.

For some reason if night comes, drop by drop from the clear grains that fall on the earth is always coloring the night in these few days. Even this time the rain came from this afternoon, flushing everything on earth, sending a piercing cold to the bone, making them inevitably have to share a room, he said, if no one wants to get sick because of the cold in the rain.

Za enters the room, a little surprised to find Idris already on the bed. Because usually, Idris will sit next to his desk which he brought from the room, spoiled with his leptop, while Za will fall asleep before Idris finished with his busyness.

But, what happened, tonight he was there, on the bed, with both hands together and his eyes closed perfectly.

Step by step Za approached the bed, sitting at the side of the bed hesitantly. While pounding on his chest increasingly crazy did not know the direction.can't stand this nervous feeling Za moves, about to rise from his seat, before the sound of Idris stops his movement.

"Can we talk?" The real Idris hasn't been asleep asking. He got up from his sleep and sat down with his head on.

Za turned his head, his face looked surprised as well as nervous."I, i i yes, Mas!"

"Sit here Za!" Idris patted the bed, telling Za to sit next to him.

Za said, slowly he shifted his body until they sat side by side.

"Za, I'm sorry, for not being able to take you to meet my family." Without further ado Idris spoke, with a straight forward look.

"But, I jangji, in the near future I will introduce you to my mama. You want to meet my mom?" then in his eyes Za who was at the side.

Za looked at Idris who was staring at him. Nodding, is the language in Idris's question.

"Why?" ask Idris.

Za lifted her head, and looked at Idris.

"Will my family want my Nerima?"

For a moment Idris was silent, as if thinking, but only Idris knew what he was thinking. The next second he smiled, a smile that was seen forced.

"God willing." Idris convinced Za. Then look at Za intently.

Aware of Idris' unusual gaze, Za cleared her throat. Makes Idris wrong.

Idris grabbed Za's hand, in his hand, while his net was steadily staring at the girl in front of him.

Hot air flowed through his body, along with a heartbeat that was increasingly crazy, because of the touch of Idris.

"Za! when will our relationship be like this?" said Idris.

"Like this? like this, how's Mas?" as relaxed as possible Za spoke, hoping that her gurgle would be illegible.

"I want our relationship .. like a husband and wife in general" Idris seriously said.

"I want our household, yeah, like people. There's no rich gini giggles."

The more Idris clasped Za's hand. "I want to be your whole husband, really be your husband Za." continued Idris.

Za fell silent, her eyes began to glaze over.

"It is for me to love you. Khanza Aditya." while kissing Za's hand gently, Idris said.

Collapses are already defensive, clear circles flow like a tributary, wet the smooth cheeks Za.

Unable to say anything, only tears say that it is the same. Just like loving the figure of the man in front of him.

He wiped away the tears that were unceasingly flowing from Za's eyes.

"Not crying anymore!" he lifted Za's chin until the face that initially looked down was now raised.

How could Za stop crying, she was so moved by what she had heard. And this is also the first time there is a man who says love to her, especially the man is her own husband.

Idris wiped the tears on his cheeks, and many times the clear feathers dripped incessantly.

Idris smiled, he kissed the head of his wife and buried her in his arms.

For the first time, Za replies to Idris' treatment, and Za puts her hand on Idris's body.

A very cold night caused by heavy rain that has not stopped since last afternoon. Now it feels warm. It is with the heart of those who have now found the answer to the strange thump that always appears on the chest.

It is also as warm as the union of their love that has become a real married couple.

Two people who are drunk in love, gulp the beautiful reward of heaven in a halal dressing.

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