Let Me Choose

Who are you really?

Dr. Prabu approached one bed that lay a figure who had been in his car, admiration filled his heart and feelings, Alya was in exile also to be able to share with others how to live in exile. See, hear and plunge directly serve and share with them.

Dr. Prabu looked at the beautiful face of Alya who was without make-up, without spoiled behavior, without the centile that made it, without jutek, also the face that makes people resentful, and the face that makes people angry, but the original innocent face was expressionless and not bengal as well as cynical.

Here does not see the selfish Alya, and by all means maintains his principles, achieves all he wants even in a dirty and cunning way, there is no spoiled Alya and centil but there is Alya who is independent and can share in the midst of human hustle and bustle struck by such a disaster that the view of Dr. Prabu now on Alya even though he has not seen his daily life.

Alya who was willing to be in the middle of the same layer of humans were all moody, humans who were again in trouble, perverted with his future, anxious with his safety, and, worried about his family and feeling afraid and not at peace with all the possibilities that will happen next, the future is uncertain, at least that's the people here the picture.

Alya, first of all what should I tell you? besides the word sorry, why not from yesterday we met? where do you live? pantesan both your parents until sick because they think of you, what makes you called to be in this natural disaster area?

Like me is it? want to get out of the problem and divert for a moment the reality that is faced, like people in the refugee camp are confused with themselves.

You who used to look beautiful and fashionable, now only wear shabby toads and long t-shirts, he said, regular down and down the car now must be hot to deliver your own cake by riding a motorbike and carry a bushy load until you fall from the motorbike.

You leave everything, leave your parents, leave trouble, leave your efforts, leave your good life, leave your life turns out you are here for a humanitarian mission.

Just as I was looking for something that I had never found anywhere else: peace, here is where the troubled people in the midst of my troubles in the household are, why should we meet here is this the stipulation outlined?

Alya, it turns out that the blood was the blood of our child's miscarriage even though the child I didn't want, but I was still going to be responsible as a man yes who should be responsible, he said, although I ignored my household and my dearly loved wife Retno, I also risked the household falling apart, the household I wanted, she said, the household I aspired to be with Retno should it end because of my responsibility I was ready.

I'm ready to marry you and willing my household is all over and to give no meaning to my life, I'm looking for you, I'm waiting for news from your parents, but all is not giving certainty.

We finally met here in this kind of atmosphere. Nothing can be regretted that everything must be like this way, however much this has surprised me and until now I have not believed that the weak lying before me is you.

Alya, Retno has conveyed her spaciousness and has been able to accept you in the middle of our household, although I do not yet know how willing she is to be how airy she is, just heard it I already feel like Retno's love is still there for me.

Now the fact speaks another Alya, maybe everything should go like this why I have to lose one of my prospective children when I receive news I will get a child from Retno's pregnancy.

There really is no ugly do'a from me to you Alya, I am sincere I am willing and I am ready to take responsibility but circumstances change like this probably will not go as at the beginning of my plan.

I hope you can look to your own future and rely on your own beliefs in the future, all there will be goodness and wisdom from all these events, especially for myself and yourself Alya.

Dr. Prabu held Alya's fingers by stacking his palms beside his body, although there is no love from within him but if you see this situation there is a sense of pity and haru also in addition to admiration for the figure he has always hated.

Alya, hopefully with this incident open our eyes to the meaning of feelings. Honestly I don't love you and I love my wife so much, I don't believe in karma, but just believing in the good and bad intentions that we intend that's what we'll reap.

tock tock...

The door was knocked slowly, Dr. Prabu released his grip on Alya's hand. The open door looks like the mother who claimed her family Alya entered and approached the bed where Alya lay still with her regular breath.

"Neng Alya, come to your senses.This is Mom, what happened to you son? why did it get this way?"

Dr. Prabu took a few steps back and watched the mother was very affectionate to the figure of Alya.

"Mother, Alya is still not awake is still under the influence of drugs exhausted the action earlier." Dr. Prabu advanced a little to tell Alya's condition.

"I am also a volunteer like Alya, only I help in the health department, introduce me to Dr. Prabu Seto Wardhana."

The mother was amazed to not mention her name, just nodded and thrust her hand and hoped that this doctor would not target and assess Alya because Alya wanted to be closer to her son Rendra.

"I don't care if Alya is awake or not, which I'm sure I want to know if she's going to be okay?"

"God's Mother, she'll be fine, maybe in a few minutes she'll wake up, and get back to normal and be able to move again."

"Thank you doctor, you're so good."

"Together Mom, has Alya lived with Mom for a long time?"

"Lumayan lama, from the beginning of the disaster began she was already here and I was accommodated in the house Mother, only Mother is not clear where she came from, and she came in a state of pregnancy young, young, now an event like this must have shaken him even more."

"May Alya discover the wisdom of all his events and lead him down a better path."

"May the doctor, Mother is so sorry for everything that happened to her, she left the house and was stranded here."

"May I have your address?"

"May the doctor."

The mother mentioned the address and Dr. Prabu noted on his phone, then said goodbye because there is still much to do.

With light and long Dr. Prabu stepped into the ambulance car of his health team and will return to the refugee camp.

Dr. Prabu opened the back door and still saw there was dry blood on the ambulance bed, Alya's ex was lying down. For a moment stunned his legs as if fixated do not want to move.

Astagfirullah.dr Prabu wiped his face. Then take antiseptic and tissue liquid, spray it and wipe it, only Dr. Prabu felt what he felt at that time.

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Let Me Choose Less than ten episodes.

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