The Love Ship Ayana

My Work My Healing

9 Years later...

An ayu girl with a pink hijab is looking so serious reading some of the history files of her patients in her study. Her pure white face revealed an earthy, graceful and resolute aura. On her left cheek was a dimple that looked so sweet that it adorned her face even though she was just gulping. Especially if you smile. Sweet!!!

Although his body feels tired, but for him professionalism in work is one of the best worship. Moreover, this concerns the life of many people. Nothing can be missed from his observation.

Work made him spared and things were in vain. Even thinking of something in vain even though he had no time. He did not want to make himself have the time to lament his heart wounds in the past. The wound she was trying to hide behind her sweet smile. Especially until it makes a new wound, no! No longer, he just wanted to be happy in his own way.

Today he has an appointment with Alya, one or rather the only person he allows into his life to be his best friend, his fellow doctor. It's just that Alya is an obgyn doctor. Their closeness began to intertwine because their nicknames are almost similar. Because often they misunderstand, people call Aya, who answers even Alya and vice versa until they are close. From the beginning just throw each other a smile when meeting then accidentally meet in the Hospital cafeteria. Finally became a lunch friend and then went up the level so friends went to the mall and finally Alya occasionally stayed at Aya's apartment. Likewise with Aya, he also sometimes stayed at Alya's house with his parents.

Alya who is jovial, ceplos and fussy like one side of a coin that completes Aya's quiet and closed nature. But it was precisely that became the main attraction of the figure of an Alya that made Aya interested in close friends with him.

"So seriously, jeng." Without knocking on the door of Aya's workspace, Alya suddenly entered her ablaze with her crisp voice putting her butt right in the front seat of Aya's work desk.

"Crazy lo, I guess a pretty kunti from where suddenly sat in front of me." Canda Aya whose eyes are still focused on a pile of files and some X-rays on her desk.

Alya stood up from her seat, leaning slightly forward towards Aya who was blocked by the table then placed one palm on her own eel. "Not hot. Normal temperature. Lo abis sprains crocodile bones well until I'm beautiful, by the way?" Alya asked showing some serious face.

"What the hell. Let's walk!" Aya tidied up her slightly messy desk, she picked up her postel and pulled her bag running ahead of Alya out of her study.

Actually, Aya did not really like the atmosphere of the mall crowd. He was also very tired because working at three different Hospitals kept him very busy. But he enjoyed it a lot. Being friendly with Alya for him was already quite troublesome. Enough Alya, Aya no longer wants to add it to the level of closeness like Alya. Alya who is chatty with the story of falling in love and breaking her heart. Alya who like to have a lot of energy if you have met the mall often makes Aya overwhelmed accompanied by tawaf in the mall.

Although they have been friends for a long time, but spending time alone like this is quite rare they do. In addition to the busyness of each that takes time, they both have the same principle in looking at a friendly relationship.

That friend is a close friend, but that does not mean where you are there must also be him. That friend is non-binding, he frees you to hang out with anyone. Most importantly, the heart is already attached to each other, understanding each other and can be a place to share grief.

Although Aya is quiet and private, but she is generous with smiles to people she knows and still tries to be friendly to her patients. The bases are very economical, but if anyone asks for an explanation of his science, then he will not hesitate to explain it in detail and thoroughly. That's why he is respected by the people around him. And of course there are some of his colleagues who put their hearts on him. Unfortunately none of them received a positive response from Aya.

Aya was not an innocent girl who could not tell which men were attracted to her or which men really just wanted to be friends with her, nothing more. His cold attitude and independence seemed to be enough to show his life choices not to want to hang his life on the figure of a man. Highlight the eyes and gestures of his body never once showed his interest to any man. And he did not care about the eyes of the few people around him who seemed to be looking at him with a judgmental gaze. Aya sometimes felt that the eye gaze grieved her same-sex lovers. What's wrong if all this time he rejected all men who medekatiannya? Is the woman who has never been seen to be close to the man is certainly a same-sex lover? Is the woman who chooses not to date a sin?

That was also the reason why he was lazy to have many female friends. Too many casual talks from most of their get-togethers. Thank goodness if you do not talk about the ugliness of friends who did not have time to join, it is generally no longer a secret, daring not to come to gatherings means that you willingly give a stage for all your friends to talk about all your disgrace to the point of nobility. That's reality.

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Aya and Alya are eating at one of their favorite foodcourts in the mall.

"Jeng, mama invite you home tomorrow. Mama wants to celebrate her 3rd wedding anniversary the same decade papa. You have to come, otherwise you will hang your mama on a tree toge. Lo calm down, later the menu uses rib soup, just meet the same spine there. Haha." Alya could not help but laugh in order to imagine which lucky man would make Aya his rib. The fear is that only his name and bones are left after despair because of his unrequited love for Aya.

Aya quickly swallowed the food she was chewing, staring at the face of her best friend.

"Al, when's your parents' wedding date?" Tanya is serious.

"10 may 1991". Alya replied while eating.

"Trus, when were you born?"

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