Handsome Doctor From Indonesia

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I was the only trusted doctor in the hospital.that day I had a very complicated operation.and none other than the patient was my ex-sister.

it hurts so much if I have to see her again.I've done various ways to get away from her, but she always approaches me and continues to force me in subtle ways. because every day I always check the development of his sister's post-surgery until I don't realize that ana is not next to me anymore.

I was trying to find him from the end of the hospital until I went to his house and his mother told me that if she went, she wouldn't tell me where she was going. even he ignored me and immediately threw me away.

the more day my heart gets upset.I always look forward to his presence again in my life.

a month later I went to his house again hoping he would be there.

but there is only an empty house.the house is like unkempt in the dwellers.

"god is salima to where"

I'm getting more and more sorry.

I've lost them.

for sure I went to your house just to say thank you because thanks to him I became a man who feared and remembered his god.I also want to say thank you for him, because of him,I feel better now.

ana, where are you?

until I met the lastri ma'am, he was a neighbor.

"who's looking for a kid?"

he asked, looking at me from head to toe.

"where are the people who live in this house?"

ask me.

"oh, ma'am salimah?"

"he said he was visiting his son again?"

hearing the description of the lastri I became more relieved, but he also did not know the whereabouts of ana and her mother at this time.

"who are you, son?"

ask him back.

"i rehan ma'am, ana's friend"

he was shocked when I said my name.

"oh Rehan is his friend ana who is sick with cancer?"

"how are you doing now?"

"said yesterday was in a coma?"

I was just quietly confused out of nowhere this mother knew about me.

"don't be confused like that? I was so sorry yesterday to see Ana until such a cry - "he kept telling stories. I also became more guilty and regretted hearing the story of lastri about ana's struggle for my recovery. I finally cursed myself if I would not marry except the girl.

likewise with the story of the lastri bu that made me curious because he said about a plant that was used as medicine by ana yesterday.he also happily invited me to visit his plantation.

when I looked at the plant I was sure it was not the one I found yesterday.

the leaves are stiffer than the plants I tested yesterday.I asked him to give a strand of the plant.and appealed to him also to store and not tell the plant to anyone. because I'm afraid some foreigner will abuse it.

the next day I was told that there would be a doctor visit from abroad.

limited cooperation while checking my health is getting better and better.

"wow, what a miracle doctor Rehan?"

his statement confused me.

"there are no more cancer cells in your brain" he added.

I really can't talk anymore, as if I'm just silenced by what I just heard.

thank God.

my tears were unstoppable, as if they were just flowing.

regrettably since the verdict I got closer to the province, but eventually I had to go to America. In addition to meeting also I was trusted to conduct an operation in the superpower. I also don't understand why they trust me so much. They say that their patients have had multiple operations but failed.and therefore they trust me to continue the operation.

I also don't understand why a country of this size can't do it.

since then I have been widely known and my name is always mentioned on television programs because every operation I do is always successful until I get the award "master of heaven" of that great country.

5 months later..

"doctor Rehan, congratulations you're great"

praise a nurse.

"thank you so much sus"

"but it's a pity yes, until this moment I have not had a family"

he was right if I was so unlucky I had everything but I had no love.

it's been a year since Anna left me.

even this moment, his heart was still expecting him to return, but it was impossible.

because all this time he must have forgotten me. I should have been able to open my heart to other women.which is definitely not easy. because he has left me when I was hard, he said, it's a sign that he doesn't love me sincerely.

"rehan? I miss you so much"

"rehan, today you went straight home right?"

"yes" I replied.

"what a rhyme you can't appreciate me a little bit"

"insertions, enough!"

"rehan, I love you. I want to be your wife"

"i want us to be together like we used to be"

continued again.

"linsi, I don't love you at all anymore. Please understand!" answer me while releasing his hand on my arm and then leave.

the more days I get busy with my work, plus the frustration because every day I have to look at the unlucky woman, but it all does not make me forget my feelings for a woman.

the woman once said that if the heart is restless it is a sign that he is far from his god.

I also pray at night and that is where I ask Allah for forgiveness.

I'm so grateful that HE still gives me a chance to live, but HE's so fair, HE replaces that pain by separating me from my love.

I cried asking him to return my love.

the next day my body felt more fit than usual.though lately I have never exercised.maybe it is true that said ana. if the tahajud prayer is able to make the body become fresher in the morning.

tutttt

tutttt

the call came in.

"hallo"

"hallo mr rehan? how are you this morning?"

"well" I answered because I knew he was the director of PT. Indonesian herbal medicine.

there's no boss he keeps seducing me to tell me the prescription cancer drugs that have cured me.

"how sir, do you still not want to share that recipe?" seduce her.

I made a promise to myself that whenever I could I would never give that recipe to anyone.

"it's already your uncle doesn't have to seduce me like that because until anytime I won't tell you"

answer me.

"you sure?"

"there are a lot of dying people out there who are expecting your conscience" he said.

really sneaky, he actually used a way of pity to seduce me. I really don't want to be in touch with him anymore.

tuttt

I'm turning off the phone.

today I was in a trance.whether the devil had whispered in my ears until I intended to break the contract of employment with the drug number one PT.

I did establish a work contract with the PT because many of my drug concoction that became a big advantage for the PT. and until now I continue to get money from the contract.

but today I'm going to come to that factory and break my contract with him.

"mbak, I need to meet with the director of this PT"

my sahut to an officer of PT.

he then escorted me to the room upstairs.

I entered the room without knocking on the door or excuse me.

a smiling face was satisfied.

"why mr rehan? have you changed your mind?" the leadek makes me more violent.

"your uncle has gone too far.you think I don't know if you sold one of those recipes to a foreigner. and now you're trying to seduce me into prescribing you that drug" I'm upset.

"patient sir Rehan, you misunderstood"

"misunderstand how? the evidence is clear"

"sir Rehan I've said if you don't sell the recipe it's okay up to you."

"but I will continue to seduce you until you will sell the recipe"

"shit you yes! I'll never sell that recipe!" my mouth while trying to hold the fist that is soon ready to shoot.

"sir if you do not sell the recipe please give your reason, is the price I offer less expensive or what?"

I was silent for a moment too.

"color.."

"i'm not the owner of that recipe"

answer me stammering.

"pak Rehan believe that what you did was not a big mistake" he said then patted me on the shoulder.

I will not give this recipe to anyone because it is Ana who is entitled to all that.she who first made it for me. until I was convicted of recovering from the deadly disease.

***

the next day, as usual, I had an operation at a hospital.

before the operation began I read a letter that said that the hospital agency asked for help surgical removal of lumps of people with brain membrane cancer.

deg!!

and none other than the patient is a 5-year-old child. Suddenly my heart feels pain reading it all. either not heart or how.

because I have the medicine.

I would have hurt myself more if I had done the surgery because it wasn't the best way to solve this problem.

I won't let the boy die in vain.

then I ran towards the room where the child was being cared for.

his face was pale innocent.

god is so sorry that he has to feel the pain I felt.

maybe today I will open the recipe to the public.

but ana?

I'm sorry ana. I had to do this.

but I'm sure what I'm doing is right is not a fatal mistake.

"doctor, are you going to handle my surgery?" ask the boy in front of me.

"right boy, you don't be afraid.in a moment you will be healed" I said encouragingly.

"thank you doc. I believe you must not be lying"

after that conversation,

I also started the operation. his body lay limp. his face pale and his eyes closed because of the total anesthetic effect that I injected on the blood vessels.

they seemed ready to dissect the tiny head of this innocent child.

"wait!"

everyone looked at me confused.

"we're not going to have an operation against him"

my answer seemed to make them wonder in confusion.

"please inject this liquid into his body huh"

"after that, wake him up"

I said and went out of the room.

***

"ana! can you help me put the tv on?"

"yes ma'am!"

"the TV has been fixed earlier.Hopefully no more snoring yes"

I just nodded.

"mother wants to change clothes first after that you anterin mom to the market ya"

I nodded back.

after I installed it and tried to turn on the tv.

but what I see now makes me really sad and remember my past.

the doctor entered the viral news on a television station.he just saved a little boy who suffered from a deadly disease.there he was seen being questioned by his actions.

the reporters kept forcing him to tell them about the drugs he was using, but he did not tell them anything.

now he is more famous for his skill in the healing process.

"ana! are you ready yet?"

my mother's voice made me come back to my senses.

"yes ma'am"

it has been a year since I left my hometown. Actually I just looked at my grandmother who lives in Aceh. but mother even caught up with me and asked me to stay here longer. I don't know what Mom meant I don't understand either.

"where are you from?"

ask a young man.

"from mom's nganterin market"

answer me to him.

"you're going to be in the afternoon too, right?"

ask him

I just nodded in answer.

then he passed by on his motorcycle.

the man was named fattan. I've known him since he taught njai in a mosque.

that's where we got to know.

he was very young but already good at teaching.even he almost memorized the Quran.

we meet every day because he is also a njai teacher in a mosque.

he is good and handsome.his voice is also good especially when echoing adzan.merdunya for mercy.

sorenya we chatted together.unlike usual he invited me to stop by his house.he said if he wanted to introduce me to his parents.only this first time I visited his house.

I felt strange and like there was something she was hiding from me.

so I decided to leave his house immediately.

I began to wonder if Fattan loved me or not.

but I tried to dismiss that bad thought.

arriving at home I was surprised by the attitude of the mother who was also strange.

"ana, I want to talk to you"

I also sat next to my mother.

"you know for yourself if you're old, and now you're sick, you have to understand what you mean"

"do you mean talk like that!"

"it looks like fattan sincerely loves you ana"

duerr!

it was like lightning was hitting my ears.

not happy, I was sad to hear my mother's words.

"ana, I noticed you two fit in and it looks like fattan has feelings for you too"

the words again made me more dizzy and sad.

I smiled back at my mother and went to my room.

fattan's mom really loves me.

but why should I cry?

my tears kept falling dripping from my eyes. I shouldn't be sad like this. but I can't open my heart to that man.

I also could not bear to hurt his feelings because he is a righteous man.Soleh man is the man I had hoped for long ago.

no. gabe.

not likely.

I don't like him.

huhuhuhu

I kept crying.

***

"ana, what are you doing? it's outside it looks like there's a guest please you open the door. Mom is bothered" shouted the mother from the kitchen room.

"yes, ma'am" I replied to my mother.

I rushed to open the door.

but I was shocked by someone in front of me like an RT group, a lot of them all to my house.

my heart started to get confused and worried.

what does all this mean.

in a confused tone I let them in.

"what's wrong, rame-rame?"

I swear I was confused.

they even smiled at me.

and what confused me even more was that fattan and her parents were also in the group.

they are in the back row.

"fatta!!"

I shouted worriedly.

god, I have to do this.

my heart was broken to pieces when I heard the fattan family say I wanted to propose to fattan. I wanted to run away in this situation. I did not dare to go out of the room to show my face was not brave.

oh allah..

all of a sudden my mother called me out to answer questions from the fattan family.

clearly visible on the face fattan really wanted me. his eyes seemed confident and hoped for more.

as a woman, I was very nervous and confused about what to answer, because I actually did not like her at all.

come on, just answer no if you don't like it.

my mind kept getting unpretentious between ''iya'' and ''no''.

"how could you not marry my son fattan?"

a man next to Fattan.

I can't wait any longer.

I finally resigned and nodded indicating I agreed.

those who watched the happy cheers watched fattan put a ring on my finger, but unlike myself, I felt that I was in big trouble.

I pulled my lips, smiling, though honestly, this heart was very sad.

I just wish this was a good start to my future.

everything seemed to be partying with the existing treats, while I was just daydreaming with my face facing the television.

until I realized that fattan was right next to me and was embracing me.

"fatta!" I threw his hand on my shoulder.

he was surprised by my reply to his attitude.

"ups sorry ana" she replied.

"please fattan you don't miss! we're not legally married" I insisted on scolding her.

but he was smiling and happy.

fattan kept teasing me with occasional pinches of anxiety while I kept nagging because of her annoying behavior.

until the voice of a man on television made fattan not blink in the slightest towards him.

I looked over and was surprised to see the figure of Rehan being interviewed.

I looked at Fattan's face again like he was no stranger to the handsome doctor.

I tried to rebuke him and ask him.

"why are you so surprised?"

ask me curious.

but strangely fattan even shed tears.I was increasingly confused by the change in his attitude.

"sister!" call her.

whether I heard wrong or my ears are deaf.fattan suddenly said the word brother while looking at the tv broadcast.

maybe fattan saw her brother on television because I was caught on camera by reporters.

"my sister misses" she whispered again.

my head was getting dizzy and I clapped his arm to try to resuscitate him.

"fatta! which one is your brother"

ask me again.

then he looked at me with tears in his eyes.

"he, that doctor is my brother!"

dowrrrrrr!!!!

lightning slashed my heart as soon as I heard the answer fattan gave me.

this is impossible.

fattan brothers with rehan!

I immediately closed my mouth in shock.

what other plans, God, are you allotting to me?