My Dream Is Doctor's

Peter Gunawan's

Peter Gunawan's. Your name's unique. Family's unique. Your life's unique. I came to Bandung to look for you, to meet your mother, Marbel.

Peter, I know your life is filled with deep anxiety and longing. Anxiety that has no end.

Peter, with my arrival in Bandung can wipe your cloudy face and restore your bright face.

'' This is Right ___?"I asked one of the caretakers in the pendopo.

"Yes, Mommy. Welcome to the ___ home. Is Ma'am one of the relatives of one of the orphanage's children?"

"I'm looking for Peter."

"Oh, Gunawan. Too bad, it's been two days since he didn't come home."

"Why not be searched?"

''Who would want to look for him. He did like to suddenly disappear.''

''Why not be sought? You'll regret wasting ya. I'm doctor Amira wants to adopt her know!"

The caretaker thought for a moment. "Actually Gunawan there are scout activities at his school. He should have gone home today."

"There's a guest, huh?"greet another voice, an old man.

"Sir chief. This is Ma'am the doctor came to adopt Gunawan."

The head of the parlour looked at me fixedly. "You serious? How could I believe a boy."

I threw my ID. "Look. I'm doctor Amira, twenty-five years old. Meet the requirements to be Peter Gunawan's foster mother. Peter I have to adopt. Point!"

They look at each other. "Okay, we'll get him."

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Tap, tap, tap, footsteps of the scout members moving towards Ambe's school. Peter Gunawan led them, handsome-looking, curly hair, there was a speck of mole on his chin. He sent an army to stop.

"Peter, good afternoon!"greeting a young woman dressed neatly, her hair long, her big eyeballs waving to Peter. That woman is me. I was accompanied by the caretaker I knew by his name, Mr. Hadi.

Peter smiled cynically. "Why did you come here? I'm not a kid anymore to pick up everything!"scold it in high notes.

It's so bad boy. My feeling is that Mr. Hadi is being sprayed.

"Listen first, Cloud." Mr. Hadi calmed his foster children. Not that the boy was rebelling.

"I don't want to hear. I know for sure about adoption. I don't want to be adopted by anyone other than my real mother." she refused.

I chuckle. "Oh, you forgot about Mom. I'm -- guys - Candy Marbel. Did you forget, Peter?"

I managed to get his attention. He looked at me and muttered. "My mom?"

"Yes. I'll tell you about our family." I promise. Unexpectedly, Peter ran towards me and hugged me tightly. Her tears are spilling. "I'm sorry about the mother I abandoned you" I said softly.

"Mother.I miss Mom. Why did you come now?"

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"Thank you for the cooperation, Mr. Hadi. My drama went smoothly." I said as I shook hands with Mr. Hadi.

"The cloud is preparing."

"OKAY. School transfer business is done, huh?" Mr. Hadi nodded.

A few minutes later...

Peter appeared with a smile. He carries a backpack that has a lot of cargo.

"What's that much to take?"my many.

"I brought my whole shirt, Mother." I patted the forehead. Very plain of his thought.

"Mom can buy you better clothes."

"Mom, where are we going?"peter asked as we took the taxi.

"You go to the station. Are you hungry?"

"Yes" said Peter shyly.

I stroked her hair. "Let's stop by the restaurant. The train arrival schedule is in an hour. We still have time to eat together." Peter's face is so handsome, if he were my age, I'd make him a girlfriend.

"Sorry, Madam. Maybe a little late to the station, because the road is jammed" the driver told me.

"We'll just get off here sir. Here's the payment money." I handed you two blue notes. Then Peter and I got out of the taxi.

"Peter, who's eating at the diner?"I asked Candy Marbel's son. Peter immediately pointed to the prestigious restaurant.

"Let's fill Peter's stomach!"

"okay."

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Amira: Marbel, is this your son?

Amira: She is very happy.

Marbel: Where are you now?

Amira: Si Bandung, otw home.

Marbel:👍

"Mom, you want meatballs, ma'am."

"OKAY. We order the best meatballs here."

While waiting for the order, I observed the face of this boy. The parasite is really handsome. Make people fall in love. If he were my age.

"Mom, can I borrow Mom's HP?"

"Can. What's for?"

"I want to say goodbye to my friends."

"Please." I gave up my HP.

Peter was seriously staring at the HP screen.

"Can you wear it?"

"Can, Mom."

Done contacting his friends. "Mother is a doctor?"

"Yes, I'm a doctor. You must be proud to have a doctor's mother."

"If Dad?"

"Dad...? Don't know. Old mom and dad didn't ask."

It's mangosteen.

"What does Ma'am do?" I patted the jidat.

"Kepo very much. What mother knows about your father's work. Don't you wonder about Dad anymore."

"You're not my mother."tundated Peter. Since when did he realize it? "You, doctor Amira Amana. Twenty-five-year-old virgin, works in a hospital and has her own clinic."

I'm losing.

"really. I'm not your mother, Peter." I said with a smile. "I got an order from your mother to pick me up because of impossible circumstances. I kind-hearted khan saved you from the life of the parlour?"

"It's normal."

"good. Rather than debate, after this we walk again." I said.

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"Mother, I don't have a strong way." - whine Peter.

"Huh? Aren't you the scout leader?"

"I want to ride a rickshaw, Mom. Please."

"As long as we still have our feet running."

"Please Mom, please."

"But you pay for yourself."

"😑😑😑."

"No. I'm just kidding."

We approached the rickshaw. The rickshawman was taking a lazy nap.

"Sir, to the station, huh?"I said while offering purple money.

The pedicab evaporated wide, rubbing eyes. Then get ready to sit in the back and let us go up.

"Peter, do you like crowds or are you alone?"my many.

"It depends on the icon, ma'am."

That means Caterina's conclusion isn't entirely correct.

"You won't be lonely anymore if you're at Mom's, Peter."

"Good." Peter smiled, making me feel fascinated. How handsome.

"You if there's a complaint tell Mom, yes."

We arrived at the station. Time to go back to the city of origin!

Seriate