LOVE NARA

LOVE NARA
2.33. JUST REMEMBERING



"Doctor Ardi asked about Doctor Alya, Mas?"


Nara was already waiting for her husband on the bed while opening social media, while Yoga had just closed her work screen after receiving a phone call from Ardi.


After previously lying down and talking with Nara alone on the bed, Yoga woke up again because he got a report from Pram who had to be examined immediately.


"Yes, Honey. How else, I can't tell Ardi the truth. Alya has asked me to keep it a secret."


Yoga prepares to break down again beside Nara. He kissed her forehead and kissed her lips and then laid her body.


The man stretched out his hand, asked the wife to come closer and hugged her warmly and tightly. Nara smiled at her husband, then kissed both cheeks before returning to comfort herself on top of Yoga's chest.


"It seems that the feelings between them are still so deep, even though fate has separated the two and each ends up marrying someone else."


Nara can feel the sadness of Alya's heart, because she had felt the same way, when destiny separated her from Alan and she had to marry without love with Yoga.


"You remember our past?" Yoga could feel what was going through his wife's mind, because she felt the same way.


"Sorry, Mas. I didn't mean to remember."


Nara lifted her head and stared softly into her husband's shady netra.


Yoga smiled and continued to rub his wife's head without the slightest bit of anger.


"It's okay, honey. I just remembered it too."


The man kissed the top of Nara's head again and placed his cheek there.


"Our past may be full of sadness and tears. But our future, I'll make sure it's always filled with our happy smiles and laughter."


Nara nodded to justify and believe all her husband's words. Now they have lived happily in a circle of love that will never break and be fragile for good.


"The fool is God's secret. No matter how hard we fight, if God doesn't want it then it will all be over."


"On the contrary, if God has ordained something to be ours, then no one can avoid it and deny it. All roads will open with ease to our true happiness."


Both of them remember the twisting past, which eventually leads them to the present where love and happiness have become their whole possession.


"May Doctor Alya soon find his true soul mate and happiness, with whoever it is. I believe that a woman as good as her will surely get true happiness as we do, Mas."


Remembering the past does not mean we are still bound in bonds that have previously existed in the past. Remembering the past does not mean that we do not love what we have now.


Remembering someone we have loved in the past does not mean we still have the same taste as before. Just remembering it doesn't mean we still want it the way it used to be.


Nara and Yoga both have understood all of that. All that exists between them today is true love and the only thing that forever belongs to them both.


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In the morning, Alya woke up with a body that was fresher than before. Although his physique was still weak and dizziness still occasionally afflicted him, but he had been determined to go home today.


He could already go to the bathroom by himself and felt he had been really strong, at least to get out of the clinic owned by his ex-girlfriend.


"I have to be strong and get out of here. I don't want my existence here to make Ardi and Bunga's domestic life disturbed and make Ardi's attention split again."


"Good morning, Doctor Alya."


Nara entered alone with a food box from home, which contained a healthy breakfast for her obstetrician.


"Mother Nara, good morning." Alya tidied back the simple hijab she was wearing.


He placed the food box on the table and opened it and prepared it for Alya. Alya who saw him just smiled and felt happy because Nara was so attentive to him.


"This, Doc. I have this breakfast cooking, you know. I made it special for Doctor Alya."


Alya received the food box proffered by Nara and immediately enjoyed it slowly.


She was amazed by the simplicity of Nara who still took the time to cook herself while she had many household assistants ready to help her.


"Mum Nara's taste is great. Makes me miss my mother's cooking." Alya began to tear up when she remembered her mother who was in her hometown with her father.


"From now on don't call me Mom, Doc. We're still the same age and I feel more comfortable being called by name without any other frills."


Nara turned Alya's attention so as not to get late thinking about her parents. Alya smiled and nodded at the request of her new patient.


"Alright, Nara. May Pak Yoga not be angry because I am presumptuous to call his wife by her name."


Nara smiled and shook her head slowly.


"My husband never bothered about things like this, Doc. We're just happy that everyone treats us like everyone else, without distinguishing just because of who he is."


Chat after chat continued until Alya finished her breakfast. Assisted by Nara, the graceful doctor took the medicine that had been provided by the nurse who had previously taken care of him.


"Today I'm going home, Ra. And I'll come back later on your sister's wedding day."


Nara looked at the suitcase beside the bed that Alya had prepared herself.


"Sorry that my husband and I were ahead to decide something. Mas Yoga told me to tell the doctor something."


"Yes? Is there anything I can help you with?"


"We asked the Doctor to stay and stay at our residence until Indra's wedding day. The doctor's condition is still not strong and fully recovered. It's not good to force yourself to travel far."


Alya seemed surprised by the request presented by Nara as a necessity that should not be denied again.


"But I'm really healthy again, Ra. No need to think about it anymore. I also booked a ticket to fly at ten."


"But unfortunately Mas Yoga does not like when his decision is disputed, Doc. So the Doctor will stay home with me and recover the Doctor's health there."


Nara tidied up the empty food box and put it back into the cloth bag she was carrying.


Right along with Alya who was about to get down from the bed, the door was knocked from the outside and entered someone who wanted to meet Alya.


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