Let Me Choose

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"Eat first Intan, I was too excited earlier sorry even eliminate your appetite," said Dr. Imam rubbing Intan's hand.

Intan continued eating even though he was not hungry anymore, so also Dr Imam felt guilty feeling himself who damaged their appetite for lunch.

"We need to talk while we eat, right?"

"What's going on?"

"You're ready if we don't just marry, want the recipe when it will depend on the agreement maybe if my parents' marriage will change the attitude that I hope."

"Is that the best? I'm afraid that if we get married, it causes slander, there's nothing behind the silent marriage we're doing. Accidents are the views of others."

"Yes, but I think that's the best way. I love you Intan no matter my parents' attitude and other people's views, We who feel for me your love and your readiness is enough We go together for sure," said Dr. Imam again while looking at the troubled Intan in front of him.

"I just graduated Mas, graduation is not yet a career first," replied Intan felt hesitant with his decision if he agreed.

"The story of different people is different and does not have to be the same Intan, other people are still in college just a lot of married, married careers are already married also still can if you can manage the time, you can manage the time, women are not required to earn enough of Me as the head of the family who is obliged to live and take responsibility for all your needs," said Dr. Imam felt confident that the two faced everything would be better and they married with permission or not his family's permission would not be problematic for him.

For Intan it is a mistake if married without the blessing of parents may be the same as plunging himself into the problem hole and creating more problems among existing problems.

"Are you sure everything's gonna be okay?"

"Intan, my parents seemed to force the will to follow their will. Match Me with Vionna not the slightest notification from the beginning did not ask me first my readiness so why can I also not rebel against my own desires? If having to quarrel with both my parents to defend principles and oppose them at all times is impossible for me, but I also feel innocent that I too have self-willingness. I think for my own good and future because it's not my parents who live but I myself who feel also will live." Dr. Imam slightly hit the table. Showing how he wants to take out all the uneg-uneg that had been just stuck in his chest.

"Kok Mas like angry in front of me?"

"Yes, I'm angry, but in a reality that is not in my favor. You're my only hope that can put a damper on everything, Intan,"

"Honestly I feel not so happy with the desire of Mas who wants to propose, also maybe my family if without the permission of Mas's parents. But convince them in their own way that the best they think will probably be best for me, too," intan said very wise because Intan felt the most comfortable place in his life was the family backrest of all sorts of complaints and the place to complain was also spoiled before having his own family and independent with his husband someday all this time was family everything to Intan.

"Okay, Intan, tonight I'm trying to share with your brother first before coming to your parents later."

Intan nodded feeling that it was the best path.

"Intan, I'll be honest with you this time. I am the only child of my parents, and it is likely that if I am married, I will not allow to leave the house because there is no other Child for them but Me. But in the household I've been thinking not necessarily my wife is comfortable living with my parents. Therefore, without their knowledge, I have owned a unit of my own house long before I intend to be serious with you" said Dr. Imam assured Intan.

"Oh yeah? I'm glad to hear it. Mas's thoughts are so far and long in my mind even about it," said Intan felt happy and proud.

"It all started from an accidental chat with your brother who suggested it like that and I think it should be like that even if one day we miss with our parents staying come or stay while with them but not for eternity because we also have not the privacy of our own household need to learn to build a household We ourselves need to organize our own household so that so think there is independence between husband and wife are not only facilitated by their parents" said Dr. Imam.

"Mas is mature and deep in thinking is also very much a consideration, but I have not been able to reach what Mas think,"

"However you are I still love Intan, I'm the type of man who is not too

"Am I too young for you?"

"I'm not too old for you, too?

Finally they laughed together, forgetting the problems between them. Intan tidied up the food marks and washed his hands in the sink while so close they looked.

"I'll show you that house, Diamond, and you'll be the Lady of that house!"

Intan just nodded smilingly as she wiped her hands with a tissue.

"Mas, I went to the nurse's room to first join them during the afternoon break is over we're not good in here both," said Intan while sitting back but cleaning his sling bag.

"Yes Intan, may but I'm waiting for ya we look around our house later while walking, While I take off the kangen that is inexhaustible with You!"

"Yes, I'm out first."

"Eh, what's on your lips?"

"What is food? it feels like it was on the lap with a tissue after eating has also been gargling," said Intan while busy opening his bag back to take a small mirror but Dr. Imam held it.

"Let me clean up, dear."

Intan became silent when Dr. Imam took a tissue and approached him.

With his tactics, Dr. Imam could have worked on Intan who was so innocent there was not the slightest thought that it was all prank himself.

Dr. Imam examined Intan's lips which were nothing there was nothing crumbs of any food there. Dr Imam rubbed Intan's lips with his thumb finger at an inch-distance face.

"Mass?" Intan caught the hand of the Imam and slightly pushed the stretch.

But the hand of Dr. Imam even pulled the waist Intan became not spaced anymore.

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Read also yes, Aryanti Charm, Let Me Choose, Rainbow Meniti, The Past Of The Presdir, Love Above The Agreement, By Enis Sudrajat & ___________________________________________________________________________