Handsome Doctor From Indonesia

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I finally got to the front of the house.

the man came down with me too.

"sir, why the hell are you stalking me continuously.

"i told you, I'll help you but you find a place to live by yourself" I said.

I saw her face look sad and tangled.

it makes us feel compassion and pity.

finally I lost again with him.he was able to make me obey his orders again.it was cheating.but I could not bear to leave him alone to find a place to live here.

before we left to find a place to stay for him.

we rested for a while in my house.

it just so happened that she had cooked food for both of us.

after I finished breakfast, my mother pulled me into the room and immediately interrogated me about the man I was with.

"now nduk! sopo kui?"

"how dare you bring a man home!"

mom immediately scolded me.

he thought that this man was my girlfriend.

"astaghfirullah mother"

"he's my friend ma'am, I just want to help him find a place to live here"

obviously to him.

not hypocritical, I have never felt a courtship since high school last time I was rejected and humiliated by people I like, since then I've stayed away from men. and I locked my heart to like men.

my mother finally understood and she also allowed me to help find a place to stay for doctor Rehan.

"we're saying buk"

I said then kissed her hand alternately with Rehan.

we also walked down the path surrounded by vegetable gardens and various other plants. actually this is not my will. Rehan himself who wanted it. he thought walking around the plantation would be more fun, he said, than passing through a hot asphalt road.

behind his handsome face he was also a friendly doctor.

evidently when we met the farmers he always greeted him sweetly.

I became more and more amazed, and happy to be friends with him.

I did not feel my legs began to feel sore because I walked too long.I also asked him to rest for a moment.

my breath was dull, sweat began to pour soaking my clothes and hood.

"still far away huh na?"

tanyakanya.

"actually deket, but do not know this really long nyampenya" said I.

how I feel sorry to see soy sauce rehan.I am afraid if the pain relapses.

then I scolded him because he was the one who chose to walk rather than ride the angkot to the market.

it feels sad mixed with pity.

upset because of him, my vacation became chaotic.I should now sleep soundly and happily with my beloved mother.

pity for seeing him fight desperately for his recovery.His spirit is high for life, I was very amazed at him.So I decided to help him once in the remains of his floating age.

lunatics!

what I'm thinking right now.

I want that doctor to just die?

astaghfirullah

what am I thinking about this?

no

the only one who knows death is God.

I have no right to give such a simple answer.

to the point of not realizing that man had disappeared from before me.

"sir doctor!"

I screamed out to look in any direction of the wind.

hoping to find her from the wind that hit my hijab.

yes!

found her.

he was in the middle of a lush plantation like the one that was not cared for by the owner.

"sir doctor!!"

I shouted again and then stepped closer to the pale man.

like the speed of the wind he turned around and ran towards me. with his face smiling happily.I could only gawk at his behavior.

the grep!!

he hugged me.

no 5 seconds, I threw his body away from me until he fell to the ground.

no matter if he is sick or not, I just do not want to sin because I have embraced with people who are not my mahram.

"ana forgive me!"

he also felt guilty for his mistakes.

but I didn't care about it anymore. I walked away from him, but he tried to reach my hand.

hah, that's right!

this is so outrageous!

then I slapped her face.

without seeing his face, I deliberately did not see his face because I was afraid not to have the heart.

I turned my body back to Rehan.

"ana, I'm sorry.I just feel happy because I have found a plant for my pain medicine" he said.

"please forgive me"

said again.

"i didn't expect that you'd be this angry ana. I'm sorry ana. it turns out you're different from the women out there"

clearly again.

"i recently had a Muslim friend like you, so please? I don't know this at all"

apparently Rehan did not know this kind of thing.he was wrong but why my heart feels guilty.

I turned my body back.

intending to forgive him.

however, my tears suddenly fell down.The words I had already assembled and would throw out as if I had swallowed back.

I feel guilty and very guilty.

whether it was pain or what.

watching him bleed from inside his nose, his face was pale yet trying to smile at me.

I tried to say a word but he answered first.

"just calm down, I'm fine" he replied, wiping the blood dripping from his nostrils.

"i'm sorry you're ana?"

he asked back and smiled sweetly at me.

with tears in my eyes, I returned the smile.

Brugh!!!

the man fell unconscious.

I'm taking him to the hospital.

my tears did not stop breaking, nor did my lips stop praying for her recovery.

I kept crying. I really couldn't bear it anymore.

finally I cried roaring to see him enter the ER room.

my mother came, and she hugged me to give me a sense of calm.

the doctor came out of the ER room.

his face looked resigned, making my heart seem to stop.

they approached me like they were coding the current state of rehan.

I'm getting pounding.

frankly, I don't want to lose that guy, even though we haven't known him for long, but he's more than a friend.

"you're Rehan's family?"

askinya.

I also immediately agreed because of concerns about his condition.

"sir, how can it be this bad?"

"wasn't it ever lighted or treated like that?" obviously the doctor.

I can only shake.

"you know this patient can't last much longer, he's in a coma now, and it's the miracle that can save him now"

obviously again then leave us.

I was crazy for a moment.

statements that make me sad.

this sadness is driving me crazy.

maybe if I hadn't slapped him that afternoon he would still be smiling at me.

I still remember his cheer yesterday.

he covered up his pain by always being cheerful.

now I can only see him lying down, with hoses covering his body.

rehan, I'm sorry if I've fallen in love with you.

I'm sure, if I really love you.

it's not a matter of pity or pity, but it's a sincere love.

I'm sure you'll smile back at me, and I'll always wait for such a moment.

I saw my mother's face, then I held her hand and kissed her hands.

no matter what, I can only vent it like this.

my mother could only cry to see her son's sadness every day.

every day I took turns with my mother accompanying Rehan.

until my vacation ends, I have to go back to college.

and Rehan hasn't changed, he's still in a coma.

I kissed Rehan's hand and signaled that I was leaving him for a few days.

"mom, I'll take a rehan" I said.

but my mother was crying.

"mom, don't be sad, I promise after the rehan heals we'll get married"

he hugged me while crying.

I tried to hold back my tears so that my mother could be strong, even though I knew, the feeling of a mother seeing her child love a dying person was very heavy.