MY HEART DOCTOR

shahril Search 2

The day that Syahril was waiting for arrived, he left with Ryan on Friday afternoon after work.they went home sooner than usual because peacocks were also free, too, no more patients should be followed or visited.

Blissful in his face, as he walked towards Ryan's room. Ryan who was treating his last patient, with a hue of happiness radiated across his face.

They seem to want to adventure in the past, the main thing they pursue besides the cuisine of Mimi's mother. Syahril certainly wants to pursue back his love.

As he once said that one day he will take back his love.

Syahril will try to take the heart and love of Mimi's parents first.

Before they left, they stopped by at Syahril's bakery. Am assorted bread and cakes Syahril buy for both parents Mimi and her adek Ay.

For almost ten years he had never met Mimi's parents, well since the news of the plane crash and the discovery of Mimi. Syahril deliberately distanced himself to solve his problems.

Syahril is now a free man and when he pursues his love again.

He will pursue the love he once left behind for a moment, although the reality later Mimi will not be alone anymore because Mimi married another at least she can see with her own eyes head kaallau her loved ones happy.

But Syahril's heart believes that his love is too !waiting himself.

"Oh Allah, if he is my soul mate, make my move. Amin." muttered Syahril when they had reached the front of Mimi's house in the village.

As they approached the house, Shahril !I heard the sound of a baby boy.

"Riil, is there a baby's cry?" ask Ryan. As soon as Shahril was silent, his heart seemed to stop moving.

"O Allah, is he happy with others." murmured Shahril in heart who suspected the sound of the baby's cry was for him Mimi.

When the two of them were silent, open the door of the house and out was the man who was their age.Syahril was increasingly stunned when he saw the man coming out of the house.

"Sorry, who is it? who's it gonna look for?" ask the man.

Syahril was just silent, Ryan saw Syahril silently staring. Ryan also thought the same thing with Syahril.

"Sorry who?" asked the man again when he saw that these two young men did not answer his question,

"Any, asked koknmala nglamun." muttered the man.

"Who's the mas?" ask the woman from inside the house. Syahril and Ryan looked at each other when they heard the female voice from inside.

The woman, holding the baby, approached the cat at the door that was none other than her husband.

"Who the hell is mas?" ask the woman when she is next to her husband.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" ask the girl.

"Emmm sorry mbak, mas. We want to find people who live in this house" said Ryan.

"We are the ones who live in this house" replied the man.

"Who is this?" ask the sinlelkai again.

"Emm sorry, well how is it." said Ryan confused himself.

"Sorry, I mean, I want to find Mr. Umay and Mr. Nurma the owner of this house" said Ryan.

"Oh sorry, I don't know the name of the father and mother. We're new here too. Em let mas enter first so it's good to chat." said the man let Ryan and Syahril in.

Well they saw Ryan and Syahril from a long trip so they offered them both to get into that room. Syahril and Ryan also agreed that the day was getting darker.

"Let's sit down first" said the man allowing Syahril and Ryan to sit down.

"Oh yes introduce me Andi and this is my wife Yuniarsih" said the man!the house owner introduced himself by extending his hand

"Thank you, oh yes I am Ryan and this is my cousin Syahril" replied Ryan and Shahril while accepting the size of the hand and then they sat down. Shahril looked at the situation in the house.

The state of the house that never changes, is still as it used to be. Memories of the past seoalh swirled in the head of Syahril, Syahril sometimes seen smiling himself when the reminder of the memories.

Their laughter as they sat together in this room, their laughter as they scrambled for food when they were right on even the palm oil farmers.

They will flock to the market in shock, a market that is only held at palm oil payday only.

Syahril continued to look at where Mimi's room was, her eyes as if seeing Mimi there while smiling at her.

"Mas, why not, right?" asked the man who owned the house, Lada Syahril, when he saw Syahril, looking at the middle room.

"Oh sorry mas, I have nothing to say." replied Syahril while rubbing his face.

"Where did this come from?" ask the man.

"We are from Jambi mas, our intention is here to vacation at our parents' house" replied Syahril.

"Old man?" ask the man.

"Yes, this house used to be our parents' house, sorry we didn't know they didn't live here anymore" Syahril said.

"Kok the mas until you don't know that?" sahut the wife.

"Mari mas, drink first." said the wife of the owner of the house by serving warm tea and cake.

"Yes, I have been living abroad and have only returned to Jambi for a few months" replied Syahril with a forced smile.

"Oo, I'm sorry if you want to nksuein my son" replied the woman as she allowed to eat the cake and she said to put her child to sleep.

"Emang mas has lived here for a long time?" ask Ryan.

"We're new, only six months moved here" said the man.

"Em mas, why is the front house dark." asked Ryan.

"Oh that was not inhabited for a long time" replied the man Ryan and Syahril just nodded.

So much has changed over the past ten years probably more than that because since Mimi went to college outside the island, Mimi has also come home infrequently.

Ryan who saw the clock had pointed at nine o'clock was also permission to leave.

"I'm sorry, but then we say it's night" Ryan said.

"Oh just stay here mas, it's night if you want to go back to Jambi again" said the man.

"Oh no thanks, we just stay at your house on the cliff, thanks for everything" said Ryan.

"Pardon us for interrupting his rest" said Syahril.

"Oh no mas, mas also did not know that his parents tpsudahbngvak here again." ucal the man.

"If so we excuse mas. assalamualaikum" said Ryan by greeting the lelkai.

"Neither mas, it was night" said the man who still offered Ryan and Syahril to stay

"No, thank you very much" replied Ryan who had Samali on the doorstep.

When they were about to come out, there was a man coming to this house.

"Assalamualaikum Ndi" said the father.

"Waalaikum salam sir." replied the owner of the ruman named Andi.

"Have Riki slept?" ask the father

"Already sir." replied this man.

"Oo again there are guests anyway." said the father.

Syahril saw the father while remembering the name of the father, as well as the father saw Syahril and Ryan while remembering.

"Aren't you Syahril, Mr. Umay's former candidate?" ask your father when he remembers.

"Yes sir, I'm Syahril. Pakde how are you?" ask Syahril while greeting the balak

"Thank God, what are you?" ask the father.

"Alhamdulillah I am also good sirde." replied Syahril.

"Balak knows this mas?" ask Andi who is none other than Mr. Basuki's son.

"Yo knows, used to come here. She's Mimi's ex-fiancee yes." replied Mr. Basuki, Syahril nodded.

"Well because there are obstacles pakde hehee" replied Syahril.

"Oh yes sirde, kirao mamak same father moved where ya?" ask Syahril.

"Pakde also does not know where, of course, they moved in jambi, he wanted almost two years" replied Mr. Basuki.

"O that's it" replied Syahril

"Yes, you don't know? or did you just come back from abroad?" ask Mr. Basuki.

"Yes sirde, I have only been home for three months and was immediately busy working so now there is time" replied Syahril.

"Yes at that time Ms. Nurma once said that you were out of the country and you did not get married because Mimi was a scholarship student, she said that she had not been allowed to marry, continue you also want to continue abroad so that the marriage is canceled" said Mr. Basuki.

"O Allah is kind to my mother that money covers my disgrace" Syahril said.

"Oh Allah, it is noble to have a heart that does not wish to vilify Shahril in the eyes of the people here" Ryan said.

"How come you don't know if they moved?" ask Mr. Basuki again.

"yes do not know sir because lately I was busy working and college so there is no time to chat, plus the difference in Indonesian time with America far away, so that's it." shahril said he gave the reason.

"Yes, too, how is your story with Mimi?" ask Mr. Basuki.

"Alhamdulillah is good" replied Shahril

"The plan wants to make a surprise then it is not ngabarin uh even Syahril who was surprised" said Syahril chuckled.

"Hehee yes too, ala again Mimi son also rarely returned home since working in the city of swords" said Mr. Basuki. Ryan and Shahril looked at each other.

"What sir? Mimi works in sword town?" ask Syahril in shock.

"Yes, said Nurma, do you not know?" answer brother Basuki.

"No sir, because last I knew he was working in Semarang heart hospital" replied Syahril.

"Yes then after that moved said Bu Nurma wanted to find a new place" replied Mr. Basuki.

"Oh yeah four years ago, Mr. Umay prepared a wedding Mimk kokmbujan with you huh?" ask Mr. Basuki who just remembered at that time.

"Yes sir, we broke up and he was in the same room as his rector's son." replied Syahril.

"Oh ha may not be his match, as Mimi's soul mate is us" said Mr. Basuki.

"Amin." replied Syahril and Ryan.

"Oh yes, even chat outside, let's go in again chat so it's good" said Mr. Basuki and megajak Ryan and Syahril enter.

"Oh no need to thank you, we want to clink the pack." replied Syahril.

"Oh, be careful" said Mr. Basuki.

"Yes, sir, if that's what we'll excuse you, assalamualaikum" Ryan said.

"Greetings" replied Mr. Basuki. Syahril and Ryan Lun left the village to the high cliffs of Bi Ida's house.

"May Bi Ida also not move Yan" said Syahril.

"Yes Real. Emm is about the same mom moved where did ya Real? And why did they move?" ryan said with the eyes of a street pepper.

"Emm Pakde Basuki just don't know where Yan, let alone us. Later we will ask Bi Ida." replied Syahril.

"Emm yes, I salute my mother. He didn't say your failure was because you married someone else" Ryan said.

"Yes Yan, I feel so sinful that Yan. I sinned not being able to guard their hearts." said Shahril.

"About mimi on the sword at the hospital where is Real? how can we say access to him." said Ryan.

"Well, maybe at Yan's heart hospital, he's in that field" Syahril said.

"It could be" replied Ryan. Along the way they chatted with each other until they arrived at Bi ida's house where bi ida's house had also changed a lot.

"Riil, which house is it?" ryan asked confused to see there was a new house in the building.

"Perhaps the new one in the wake is Yan, in the same position" replied Syahril dingukan looking for passers-by. Before long Om Yan who had just returned from work stopped right in front of his friendly and saw two confused people.

"Shahril, Ryan." said Om Iyan.

"Om." answered both of them.

"Why are you outside?" ask Om Yan.

"We haven't recently nyampe Om but confused which Om house?" said Syahril while greeting and kissing the back of Om Yan's hand.

"It's Om's house, just build a bae terrace. Come on in." said Om Yan and invited them in.

"Assalamualaikum" said Ryan and Syahril.

"Greetings" replied Om Yan.

"Abng Syahril" said Fajri who still remembers Syahril and immediately greeted Syahril and Ryan followed by ghoffur.

Syahril silently looked at the two children Om Yan who were studying.

"Riil" said BI Ida.

"BI." said Syahril while exploring and weeding the back of their hands.

"This is Fajri Real, this is Ghofur" Om Yan said, pointing to his two children.

"Yes Om Fajri high will be" said Syahril.

"What class is the deck?" ask Syahril.

"First grade bang." replied Fajri.

"Ghoffur?" ask Syahril.

"Fourth grade." replied Ghoffur.

"Why's the night coming here?" ask BI Ida.

"Actually we ran out of Maghrib already samoe Bi, but we went to Mother's house" replied Syahril.

"Same father you have moved hamlir two years" said Om Yan.

"Yes Om, said the owner of the house samamoakde Basuki earlier said that." replied Syahril.

"But the house makwo front is also dark why is it om?" ask Ryan.

"Makwo samo pakwo in front of the house has long since died" replied Bi Ida.

"Innalilahi" replied Syahril and Ryan.

"It hurts, um?" ask Syahril.

"Yes he said, makwo emang has long been sick with the same arthritic sugar a year makwo pakwo luoa that followed." replied Om Yan.

"You guys ate? ask BI Ida.

"It's Bi, oh ya bertar." replied Syahril and he stood up and went out to the car to pick up the bread he bought before leaving.

"This is for Fajri and Ghofur" said Syahril gave several boxes of bread and cakes to Fajri and Ghofur.

"Pakdo's still in place, isn't he?" ask Syahril.

"Still, his work there (there aja)" jaqba Om Yan.

"How are you doing, Rial? how many kids are you?" ask Bi ida.

Syahril just smiled and finally he also told all about himself to Om Yan and BI Ida.

tbc