Painful Love (Painful Love)

Walking on the Beach

A few days ago before Tsamara went on holiday to Bali.

Tsamara is currently in front of the door of the room of the doctor in charge at IGD Persada International Hospital. Before entering, he took a deep breath and ventured to see the senior doctor responsible for all medical personnel in the hospital's IGD.

"Come, Tsa, you can do it!" tsamara encouraged herself.

After feeling quite calm, then Tsamara reached out to the front, then began to knock on the door three times.

"Excuse me, Doctor."

Hearing that there was someone behind the door, Doctor Fatma paused for a moment. "Lake in!" tell him in a loud voice.

"Doctor Fatma, do you have any free time? There are important things I want to tell you" Tsamara said.

The eyes that were staring at the monitor screen of Doctor Fatma turned to the female figure in front of him. The distance between them is not so far apart only from the work table.

"Sit down, Doctor Tsamara!" doctor Fatma was friendly. "What a tumben once met me personally. Is there any business?"

Tsamara who was already sitting on the chair facing the doctor Fatma shook her head weakly. Both hands are linked to each other. The head lowered while holding the heartbeat that continued to beat faster than usual.

"Doctor Tsamara, what's wrong?" Doctor Fatma spoke again after seeing her colleagues unmoved on the spot. "If there's anything important, just say it. I'm ready to listen."

Slowly, Tsamara looked up at the shady face of the stern female figure before her. He squeezed out his palm, trying to brace himself to say the reason why he wanted to see Dr. Fatma.

"Doctor Fatma, I have thought carefully about what you said a few days ago related to tips to heal the pain of being betrayed by someone we love. Last night I thought until finally a decision was made. Um ... I intend to take four days off for the holidays, Doc," Tsamara said.

Doctor Fatma smiled. "So, have you thought carefully about what I said a few days ago?" repelled. Wanting to make sure that the advice he gave to Tsamara, was really done by the girl.

Tsamara. "Yes, Doc. I think everything the doctor said was true. Therefore, I want to take care of the leave letter for four days."

The bespectacled senior doctor lifted his proud chair until it advanced forward. "If you may know, where will Doctor Tsamara go on vacation?" tanyanya full of search. The corner of his lips was drawn next to him, as if he were making a grand plan.

"Room, Doc. I have not been on holiday in Seminyak. Incidentally there is one of the inns with a pretty good view. The resort became one of my and my family's places to stay when on vacation in Bali."

Looks Doctor Fatma mangosteen. "Alright, I definitely approve your cut-off letter. Just take care of it as soon as possible and I sign it that day."

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Breezy beach breezes at night blow away some of Tsamara's long black hair. After enjoying the sunset, he and Yudhistira decided to take a walk along the Seminyak beach while enjoying the beautiful scenery around.

"So, where did Doctor Yudhis stay during his stay in Bali?" Tsamara opened the conversation after a long time of silence. The girl held high heels, letting the feet that were not wrapped in anything feel the sand and the lick of the waves. He and Yudhistira were walking side by side along Seminyak Beach.

"At a hostel near The Seminyak Beach Resort and Spa," Yudhistira said. The man took off his shoes and rolled his jeans to the bottom of his knee. The gaze of the eyes looked forward, to the stretch of white sand spread out wide in front of it.

Aah .. where could he be that crazy. Mostan is also just a coincidence, inner Tsamara, trying to get rid of negative thoughts about his colleagues.

"Oh yeah? Incidentally," cried hysterically Yudhistira. The two eyebrows of the man were drawn upwards so surprised.

Tsamara let out her breath once more. "Yeah, a coincidence that accidentally brought us together on this Island."

Yudhsitira chuckled softly and half-jokingly. "Wouldn't it be nice if we met here? I can accompany you on vacation, go anywhere without fear of being confronted by bad people."

The tiny little lips curl forward. "This is not Jakarta, the crime rate is not very high here. Very comparable to the capital city of Indonesia. A little careless there could be an easy target for pickpockets."

"Although not too high, but it does not rule out the possibility that there will be bad people asking you. So, if you walk the same way I'm likely to be confronted by bad people very minimal."

Tsamara sneered while turning the lazy eyeball. Yudhistira's attitude is still the same as it used to seem too confident. "Don't be arrogant! If the real bad guys intercepted, could Doctor Yudhis really beat them all up?"

A smile rose at the corner of Yudhistira's lips to see that tiny lips were increasingly pursed forward. Seeing the girl made the man anxious himself. Want it to feel he pulled the sharp nose to be more pointed than before.

"If I said I could beat them up, would you believe me?"

The crack was already rattling Tsamara's laughter that second as well. "Impossible! I know Doctor Yudhis can't do martial arts so he can't beat the bad guy." The girl doubted Yudhistira's words. In the mind of the girl where maybe people who have a gentle nature will look fierce in the arena of combat.

Yudhistira only smiled faintly. It is understandable why no one believes that he mastered martial arts a little, although not too good.

"Yes, if you don't believe. I will not force you to believe my words" replied Yudhishthira.

Yudhistira glanced at the circular watch on the wrist. "It's getting late, we have to get home. It's not good if the streets night with the virgins, later there will be thumped the masses."

Tsamara. "Look!" answer's short. "Okay, we're going home now. I happen to be tired all day around the mall looking for clothes and other necessities."

Without wasting too much time, Yudhistira and Tsamara stepped together towards the parking lot.

"You go in first, I'll follow you from behind" Yushistira said, wearing a helmet.

"No need, I can do it myself" Tsamara refused. He does not want to trouble others.

"There is no objection! Hurry up and we'll go home now!" yudhistira. Somehow Tsamara seemed intimidated to make him obey the man's orders.

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