Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Fitri Tea Patient

It's Prince's fourth day in Korea. And yes, the last two days Prince has very rarely called Isma. Even today just this morning Prince called asking Isma news and also reported about his work that was getting busy.

The clock has shown at eight in the evening, which means that in Korea it is already at 10 in the evening. Isma went back and forth to check her iphonenya. But there's still no word from Prince.

"What's up, deck?" Fitri approached Isma who was sitting alone on the porch of the house.

"No brother. Just waiting for news from Prince."

Fitri sat down next to Isma. Then he pulled Isma's head against his shoulder.

"She said her job would be harder and keep her busy." Isma.

"Then, what worries you?"

"Yes, it should be done by now. But, still haven't told you." Sad whining.

"Maybe you're asleep. Because of the many jobs, he became tired and upon arrival at home immediately went to sleep." Trying to calm Isma's heart.

"Is that so Tea?"

"Yes. Adek should think positively. So that the baby does not participate in the stress of the deck." Slurping Isma's stomach.

Isma smiled as she leaned on Fitri's shoulder. She is grateful to have Fitri as her sister-in-law. The existence of Fitri has always been a tranquilizer to his heart.

"Second must continue to think positively, so as not to be a patient Teteh." Pinched Isma's nose slowly.

"I amit amit O Allah. Don't be a bad patient." Move from his comfortable position.

Isma is no longer leaning on Fitri's shoulder. He sat up straight while looking at the sky filled with starry stars.

"We have a God who is always strong. As long as God is with us, everything will be fine." Isma.

Fitri smiled happily. He is proud of Isma who is always strong and always becomes his good mood when tired after work.

"Now, Teteh has a new patient." He started telling stories.

"O yeah? How's Tea doing?" Staring Fitri.

"It's terrible."

"Like?" Ask Isma curious.

"He wants to kill every couple he sees." Start storytelling.

"Pity deck. She was pregnant. It's not very good when a sedative is continuously injected into her." Continue to tell the story of his patient.

"Oh God, have mercy." Said Isma concerned.

"Where's your husband's tea?"

"He has no husband. She's a rape victim." Fitri.

"Innalillahi. Doesn't his family exist?"

"There was. But they don't seem to care. You see, while the patient Teteh was healthy, he never did well to his family."

"May God always protect us, Tea." Hugging spoiled Fitri.

"Aamiin's." Weld Isma's embrace.

"Sir, may I ask you a question?"

"Boleh Teteh. What kind of question, why even use all permission?" Ask Isma curious.

Fitri stroked Isma's back gently. Then he began to catch his breath to start a question that might have an impact on Isma.

"Do you know Prince's ex-wife?"

Hearing the question, Isma took off her embrace. He stared intently at Fitri's serious and worried face after asking about it.

"Keyras. Her name is Keyra." Reply to Isma without hesitation.

"His husband was one of the patients."

"What's? The patient…"

"Yes. But, he's a consulting patient. Not until it's treated."

"Vino's name?" Guess Isma.

Fitri nodded. And Isma lowered her gaze. His hands began to stroke his stomach slowly.

"Vino had an anxiety disorder at first. Because his wife started ignoring him. Then, the more days his wife did not consider his existence. Even the last time he came, he told me about his son who also stayed away from him." Obviously Fitri at length.

Isma still lowered her gaze, then slowly leaned her head again on Fitri's boat.

"Vino wants to meet Prince. He said he wanted to chat just let go of the tightness in his heart."

"When Mas Prince gets home, we tell him. Actually, their son loves Prince very much. But, as Vino and Keyra's relationship deteriorates due to that closeness, Prince breaks off contact with their son." Isma.

"Guys should keep thinking positively. Everything's gonna be okay. Make sure of that." Giving a warm hug to Isma.

Seriate…