Little Girl Om Doctor

The Heartless Man

Cyara's sobs filled the room. It sounded very loud and heartbreaking, for the lips continued to apologize with trembling lips. While Dada De already felt wet by the tears of the beautiful girl.

De doesn't have the strength to throw Cyara's body away. The man could only clench his hands down there, with an erratic feeling.

Why was his heart even pierced with that roaring cry? Why does he feel sorry?

Cih, it's really troublesome!

De swallowed his saliva heavily, he breathed in until the air cavity in his chest filled up again. Time is rolling, while at home the mother must have been worried about him.

Finally, De relented, holding Cyara's shoulders until the girl stopped her crying. Cyara was stunned and realized that she had committed an embarrassing act.

Slowly, De pulled Cyara's body to leave some distance. He already paid no heed to his painful forehead, now it was better for him to let go of Cyara and immediately go home.

"Go, I've forgiven you" De said in a soft voice. However, it still feels so cold. Cyara did not feel any hospitality at the man's attitude. Because this is the first time, De cares for a girl who cries in front of him.

He used to be a really proud man. Once upon a time there was a girl who expressed her feelings to him. Until the girl cries, De remains unconcerned and prefers to leave her.

Hearing De's words, Cyara who had originally lowered her head, slowly raised her head. He glanced at De who was putting on a face. The man lowered his hand from Cyara's shoulder, then stepped towards the table. Hopefully after this Cyara will leave the room immediately.

However, De's guess was wrong. The sweet girl was whining back there. "But I don't want to go home, Om."

Om again?

De closed his eyes for a moment, the man's head felt dizzy again. Not only because of the door hit, but he also felt a headache because of serving Cyara. What exactly does this girl want?

De turned around with his hands that were already on his waist. "Then what do you want? You're asking me to take you?"

Suddenly Cyara's smile just came out. He nodded, sign in agreement with De's plan. "Yes, Om. If I may come to Om's house. I won't be naughty, Om's wife will definitely accept me."

"Hey, hey, wife what do you mean?" tukas De responded to Cyara's speech so carelessly. Where's the wife from? Had a lover yet, how could he have a wife?

Hearing De's rebuttal, Cyara was confused. Did he speak wrong? A man this old must be married, right? The girl looks scratching her head. "Are you wrong?"

"Cia's sorry," Cyara regretted while bowing her head. He stared at the floor with a pus, while his fingers twisted the tip of the shirt he was wearing.

"I apologize to you. So if you don't know it ask first, don't just talk!"

"Yes-yes, Om. Worth getting old, angry at all," the girl muttered involuntarily, her blameless mouth beginning to be unconditioned, making the doctor's hand clench, holding in fury.

"What did you say?" De's voice rose again, he felt bad for Cyara, but somehow he felt sorry for her too.

"Eh, uh sorry, Om, Cia slipped."

De exhaled a rough breath. "Forget over! Now I'm asking you to leave now!" Get rid of De, trying not to care about Cyara's face.

"But, Om—"

"I don't have much time to serve you, hurry up and leave before I tell the security guards to kick you out."

Cyara fluttered, for some reason her body felt stiff to move. And even more strangely, he felt no fear that De would act out. Cyara believes the figure of the man in front of her is one of the good guys. But can De really help him?

"Om, at least help me tonight." The girl made a wish again. However, De is completely unaffected, and he approaches the door and opens it wide signaling Cyara to get out of there.

Cyara looked at De for a moment, looking at the man's face looking very serious. It seems that Cyara has no chance. The girl looked down with teary eyes, her naked legs so dirty. He forced both of those gestures to step out.

It seems like tonight, and the nights that follow, Cyara will sleep on the streets. Because he was afraid to go home.

Cyara wiped off the edges of her already-stained eyes. He had looked at the door of De's room, then the girl stepped back in a row to get out of the hospital.

The girl looked confused, while her body already felt very tired. Finally he decided to sit on the outskirts of the hospital, and intended to spend the night there.

However, just as Cyara closed her eyes, the girl who was tightly hugging her body heard a scraping sound of pantofel shoes. Slowly, Cyara opened her eyelids again, until she could see a hand outstretched with an open palm.

"Omm?"