Painful Love (Painful Love)

Yudistira Airlangga

Time showed at six past thirty minutes local time when the oriental-faced man turned his silver-colored car into the hospital yard where he worked. He parked his favorite car in the special parking lot of doctors, then stepped into the magnificent building that for five years became a place to find sustenance.

"Good morning, Doctor." A security man in navy uniform with a club tucked in his waist greets an oriental-faced man.

"Yes, good morning to Mr. Ahmad." The young doctor continued the delayed footsteps. Mengulum gave a friendly smile as she passed by several hospital employees.

While passing through the hospital pharmacy, he turned to the right side of the hallway until he arrived in front of the bakery is quite famous in the hospital. "Budhe Sri, ordinary," he exclaimed to a bakery keeper about forty-five years old.

"Ready, Doctor!" Then, the bakery keeper put two pieces of cream cheese bread into a food bag paper and handed a cup of his favorite coffee.

After getting what he wanted, a handsome doctor named Yudistira Airlangga swung his legs towards a special room for IGD doctors at the hospital.

"Doctor Reza, the moment I walked in here accidentally heard a noise from inside the room. What the hell is going on?" yudhishthira asked when Reza entered the same room.

Reza, a friend of Yudistira's, turned to the twenty-nine-year-old man while picking up something left behind from inside his locker. "That's what Doctor Judis just now meant?" he said shortly after the sound of laughter came from the examination room. Incidentally, the IGD was still quiet so they were free to laugh with other colleagues.

Yudishthira nodded his head in response. "Yes, Doc. If usually IGD crowded by emergency patients, but today crowded by the sound of laughter of our friends."

Closing the locker door, Reza replied, "It was all because of the arrival of two apprentice doctors who had just graduated from college. One of them was a son of a conglomerate but I forgot what his name was" he said at length. "Yes, I have to go forward again. There's still a lot of reports I haven't done."

Stomach feels full, eyes were no longer sepet because he had drunk a cup of cappuccino coffee bought at the bakery finally Yudistira decided to enter the IGD room where his colleagues were. A clumsy voice, a joke still rang out clearly as the man closed the door of the room.

While walking, Yudhishthira typed a short message to her mother, a habit she often did before starting work.

Mama, I've arrived at the hospital. Pray for me that all my business here will be made easier. Love you, Mama.

Finished with the need to send a message, Yudishthira put a rectangular flat object back into the pocket of his pants. However, while in the doorway, his gaze was fixed on the figure of the beautiful woman he had met in the hotel garden. The heart flowered, feeling thousands of butterflies flying from his stomach because God reunited him with Tsamara. However, the feeling of happiness felt by the man did not last long when he heard the woman said she would give up her single for the next few weeks.

"So ... Next month you're getting married?" yudistira. The words just glided unnoticed by him.

Everyone in the IGD room turned to the source of the sound, including Tsamara. The woman's eyes widened with open jaws when she saw the man in front standing there staring questioningly at her.

"Doctor Judis?" everyone says almost simultaneously.

Not heeding the strange gaze directed at him, Yudhishthira stepped into the room and stopped right next to Tsamara. Staring sharply at the owner of beautiful clear eyes. "Tell me, is it true that next month you're getting married? With who?" his pedicab.

Doctor Fatma's eyebrows constricted, his brain was guessing for itself what was going on between Tsamara and Yudishthira so that the faces of the two looked so shocked. Have they met before? Over where? When's? The question continued to dance beautifully in the senior doctor's mind.

Yudishthira and Tsamara answered with a nod. "True, I met this man a few days ago, Doctor," replied Tsamara.

"An unexpected meeting in the park behind the hotel." Yudistira chimed in. But it made a deep impression on me" he continued, but he did not speak. Just buried in the heart.

It appears that doctors Fatma, Reza and some other medical personnel nodded their heads to understand why Yudistira could know Tsamara who incidentally is a child conglomerate in this country.

There's a term that says don't know then don't love. Therefore, Fatma's doctor intended to introduce Tsamara and Lia to Judithira, and vice versa. It is not the intention of anything just to make solidarity, cohesiveness and cooperation between them well created. Especially for one long time, the future wife of CEO Danendra Group interns at the hospital so that family relationships are created there.

Doctor Fatma got up, then stepped closer to Yudhishthira. The right hand is used to help patients he uses to touch the shoulders of handsome men in a white snelli.

"Doctor Yudis, this is Doctor Tsamara and this is Doctor Lia. They'll be interning here for a year" he said. Then, he again said, "Doctor Tsamara, Doctor Lia, this is Doctor Yudistira, one of my confidants. If you need help and I'm not there, you can call her either."

"Doctor Yudistira" said the oriental-faced man and owner of the dimple as he reached out to the front.

Tsamara welcomed a helping hand, shook the hand of the judiciary and said, "Doctor Tsamara. Please help and guidance, Doctor." The beautiful-eyed girl took off her arms, giving Lia a chance to shake Yudishthira's hand.

"I'm Doctor Lia. Nice to meet you, Doctor. Hopefully we can work well together," said Lia with a smile.

Doctor Fatma sat back in her chair. He looked his head towards Yudhishthira who was still staring with admiration at the figure of Tsamara. For some reason, he suddenly seemed to catch the signal that the seed of love had grown in the heart of his doctor of trust.

Had Tsamara been single, she would have helped the man get the woman. However, in fact, the woman has been engaged and soon married then she is obliged to stop the taste so as not to grow in the heart of a handsome doctor.

"Oh yes, did Doctor Yudistira ask if Doctor Tsamara would marry? The answer is yes. Early next month she married her fiance. We're all invited to the wedding reception. Is that right, Doctor Tsamara?"

"really. I hope that you can all come and give us our do'a blessing" Tsamara replied with a sweet smile in front of everyone. The face of the woman sumringah every time she spoke would marry Bimantara, the figure of the man she loved since the age of five. The happy sparkler was vividly painted on her beautiful eyeballs.

But not for Judith. The world of that man seemed to be dark for a moment. The earth on which it rests no longer rotates on its axis. The handsome doctor's heart breaks when he learns that Tsamara has harbored a heart for another man.

Could it be that I no longer have any hope of having you, beautiful lady?

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