SOULMATES

I Miss you

"Bu Ine.." The voice broke my daydream again.

"Oh sorry. Kekey?" I pretend to forget

"Yes mom, you still want me?" ask again.

Of course I inget you, you're one of the women who ruined my life in the past. And now you're back in front of me. We better pretend we don't know each other anymore. No need to be hypocritical.

Inner screaming.

I nodded and drank the lemon I ordered.

"How are you, key?" I asked with a heavy taste, and I had to smile. I don't want to ruin the reputation of my husband who works here. A senior doctor who is admired by young doctors.

"Good, mom. Mom, how are you?" all I know is that he pretended. Later here, make me angry.

"Hm good. What's up here? Who's sick?" my many.

"My son, ma'am.. Bu Ine's.. Forgive my past mistakes."

"That's it, I don't want to hear the story then" I cut. Then I picked up my phone that was in the bag.

M: "Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Min. It's close yet?"

PM: "Wa'alaikumussalam, son. Still stuck in traffic. Sorry, son. Later when it's close, Mr. Min phone yes son"

M: "Alright. I'm waiting sir, I'm done"

I saw the clock in my hand, I've been here for almost 2 hours, actually I don't mind, if alone, not with him standing next to me.

"I'm sorry, key. I have to meet someone first" I said goodbye and left him.

Though I did not know where to go, but I finally decided to sit in front of Aa's practice room.

I smiled at the sign that said dr. Yopi Adrian, Sp. PD

Seeing her fight to that point, made me overwhelmed with her story.

I took a photo of the front of the room, and I made my WA status, with a sentence

#Happy papa candidates, Lovely spirit.

Cellphone's ringing.

"Honey, it's still a balloon to pick up, yeah,"

the voice was from the papa candidate.

"Love you more, to the moon and back"

I smiled, and turned off the call. His words made me calm again, after a burning emotion. I pulled out my headset and tried to listen to the song, "Heart Stealer-Armada"

I smiled to myself.

A nurse approached me,

"Bu Ine, doctor Yopi, leave this"

Then, he returned to the doctor's room Yopi, and called another patient.

"I miss you"

that piece of paper made me laugh. There was just his behavior.

Cellphone's ringing. That's a call from Mr. Min.

"Assalamu'alaikum, son. You are at the entrance."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, yes sir. Ine out".

I replied, and soon passed from that seat.

"Honey, Ine's been picked up. Love you" the short message I sent to her.

I'll be out of the hospital soon. Alka turned out to be coming.

I hugged her.

"Mama, Alka wants to eat MC.*, okay?"

tanyakanya.

"Mama said papa first, baby"

I took my phone.

"Honey, Alka's coming, Alka ngajak Ine eat first. Ine goes same Alka to Mc.* yes."

"Mama, want to eat first" whined the white boy with round eyes.

"Yes dear, Mr. Min. we stopped by to eat first yes, in an ordinary place" I told Mr. Min.

"Well, son" And we're headed where Alka wants to be