Painful Love (Painful Love)

Painful Love (Painful Love)
Rooftop Hospital



Hasna seemed to think hard, recalling the face of the woman he had met a few years ago when Bimantara was still listed as a student at one of the famous universities in London. Suddenly a fragment of events and a person's faint face flashed through the woman's mind.


Eyes wide open with wide open jaws Hasna said, "The girl you introduced to Mama and Papa when you invited us to dinner, huh?"


Bimantara nodded his head in response. At that time, he deliberately invited Emma to meet Hasna and Irawan wanted to introduce the lover as a prospective companion who would later become a wife and mother for his children.


Hasna shook her head. She was shocked to hear that the third person who broke the child's household and her son-in-law was the same woman she had met before. "How can you meet again? Didn't you say he left you, so why are you now in touch again."


Take a deep breath. Tsamara again gathers strength to hear the story of the past that was sealed by her husband and mother-in-law. Although he has long known all members of the Danendra family, apparently did not make a beautiful almond-eyed doctor know the relationship between the husband and his ex-lover.


"It all started with our meeting in the Maldives, Ma. At that time, I accidentally reunited with Emma after a long time did not meet finally God brought us together at a time I never expected," said Bimantara while looking fixed on Hasna's face. Sometimes he turned his eyes to the beautiful girl next to his mother.


"What's? J-so .. You met Emma in the Maldives? When ... are you and Tsamara on their honeymoon?" Again and again Hasna was taken aback by the words of the Bimantara. Softly rubbing the chest that feels pain.


"Yes, Ma. Since then, Emma and I have been close. Emma initially rejected me but I assured her that this time our relationship could last up to the marriage stage."


Like hearing the thunderous roar in broad daylight, Tsamara's body froze on the spot. The girl's limp was unable to support her crazy body. Luckily he immediately gripped the edge of the nightstand until it did not collapse to the floor.


God ... it turns out my husband had intended to double me when we were just getting married, Tsamara cried inwardly. I swear by anything, it hurts so much when a loved man blatantly says he wants to marry another woman when they're just getting married. Ironically, they are on their honeymoon.


The honeymoon is often associated with everything sweet, which is done by a pair of newlyweds. Either go for a walk with a partner, eat together in a romantic place or spend time alone in the room without any fear of being raided by residents. However, apparently the beautiful experience was only once Tsamara felt when he and Bimantara went on a submarine. The rest, Tsamara spent time alone because the husband was too busy vacationing with other women.


"Bimantara Danendra! You are really outrageous! You and Tsamara just got married but you intend to marry another woman and make your wife a widow." Hasna didn't know what else to say. Only a circle of tears fell down his cheeks, indicating how disappointed he was with the child.


"I'm sorry, Ma. But .. I don't want to lose Emma anymore. I want to stay with him" said Bimantara lirih.


"Mama is really disappointed in you, son," Hasna said disappointedly. Tears flooded his face.


Be ill. Stuffy. This is what Tsamara feels right now. Repeatedly braced himself not to cry but finally he could no longer stem the tears that began to fall soaking both cheeks.


"Sorry, I have to go now." Without waiting for an answer from her husband and in-laws, Tsamara rushed out of the room. Running fast with all his might regardless of the strange gaze directed at him when he accidentally passed by another visitor.


Hiding the face between two bent knees. That morning, Tsamara went to the highest floor of the hospital building where she worked. The rooftop he often went to whenever his heart felt upset due to the marriage as if the road in place, no progress at all.


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After meeting with Fatma doctor, discussing work affairs, Yudhistira intends to breathe the fresh air of the city of Jakarta from the top of the tallest building of the magnificent building where he works. Walk in a relaxed pace while occasionally smacking a smile and greeting when passing by hospital employees. The bruised face due to Bimantara raw bogem, did not dampen the spirit of an oriental-faced man to carry out his duties as a doctor.


A whistling sound came from the lips of the handsome doctor. However, the whistling stopped as the fingers opened the door and the man saw a person sitting on the floor with his face hidden between his knees bent.


"Lord, I just want to be loved by someone who loves me too. Is it hard for you to grant my dream?" said the girl beside the sound of sobs. "I-" Tsamara could no longer finish her words.


The man stepped slowly until he made no trace at all, quickly standing next to Tsamara's body. Directly carry the girl's head and rub it very carefully.


"Cry as much as possible until you refuse to let out your tears again" said Yudhistira lirih.


Tsamara was surprised that someone had brought his head into the deck, but soon found out who was coming. The girl could smell the scent of citrus mint wafting out in the air. Makes his heart instantly feel at peace being in someone's arms.


"I am guilty, Doctor Yudhis. If only I hadn't forced myself, maybe none of this would have happened to me. I was too stupid to realize that my husband's love and heart had been given to another woman." Tsamara's body trembled violently. The tears still flooded the face.


"God! Don't blame yourself, Tsa. Everything has happened and you do not need to regret," said Yudhistira increasingly tightened his embrace. The man even dared to kiss the top of Tsamara's head lovingly. I don't know where he got that boost. However, the warmth of Yudhishthira's lips gives peace to Tsamara.


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