TREASURE OF THE THRONE OF DOCTOR ANGGA

Episode 1's

The morning came to wake me up again with the warmth of the sunshine. Different days, different times, different times. But still with the same feeling. Feelings that are still loyal to you.

They say life is like reading a book, we will not be able to continue to the next chapter if we are still fixated on the previous chapter.

Yes it is true, but I don't know why until this moment I haven't been able to forget him. He was happy with his beautiful rainbow.

Maybe my imagination is laughing at me right now, because I still wish he could be mine.

But in reality, he and I are like morning and dusk.

I'm morning and he's dusk. Until whenever it will never merge. Yes, this may have been my destiny.

I woke up in my daydream, I saw the alarm clock beside my bed.

When it was 8am, I hurried out of bed and washed my whole body in the shower.

After taking a shower, you immediately get ready to start my activities, because busying yourself is now my hobby, because that's the only thing I can forget, but in the end I will remember it again.

I took a deep breath, before coming out of my apartment, trying to put on a fake smile to cover up all my wounds and grief.

I have lived in this city for almost a year, separated from the country by my parents, siblings and loved ones.

I drove to my car parked in the basement of my apartment. Then I drove my car to my place of work. In one of the famous hospitals in Singapore.

As usual before I go to the hospital, I always stop by one of my favorite shops, so nobody prepares breakfast at my place of residence. Forget about love, because my love story isn't as beautiful as Romeo and Juliet's, or as your love story and hers.

I parked my car in front of the store, and then I entered the store. Then I was squeezing coffee and toast, which happened to be the place where this shop served Indonesian food. The owner is also from Indonesia.

"For the Doctor" said the rose, carrying my order, The rose is a beautiful woman, the owner of the shop. Because I've been here a lot, so we're very close and good friends.

"Rose-morning" I replied, while slightly pulling the tip of my lips smiling at him.

"This is your order" Rose placed the coffee and toast of my order, on the table in front of me, and I saw her sitting opposite me.

"Thank you" I said, while taking a cup of coffee is still hot, visible puff of smoke still evaporate in the coffee.

The rose smiled, and nodded its head.

I sipped the still hot coffee carefully, the aroma of the coffee is very pungent encouraging.

"Oh yes Angga, will you have an event tonight?" rose asked, looking at me who was sipping coffee, rose looked at me with a sweet smile.

I'm not a hypocrite, Roses are beautiful, kind, friendly, polite and also she's an independent woman. The proof is he was born from a family of rich people, but he chose to build this simple tavern. But it's just me and the rose have different beliefs, but we respect each other.

I put my coffee down, before answering the Rose question. "No, what's wrong?" my answer.

"There's nothing I just want to take you on the road" he said.

"Sorry rose, I can't!" push me smooth.

The rose nodded her head, looking a look of disappointment implied from her beautiful face, but the rose could still put up her fake gymnastics.

I just smiled, replied to the Rose, actually I did not have the heart to see the disappointment on his face, but somehow my heart rejected it, I felt uncomfortable, not even interested at all with his invitation.

This is not the first time the Rose has asked me to walk, but I have always rejected it, yes I know I am evil but, but I have always rejected it subtly.

"Yes, then continued the breakfast! Excuse me" said the rose.

I just nodded my head, I saw the Rose smile, then she moved from before me.

I continued to enjoy my breakfast again, until the food ran out, and I paid for it, and left the shop, put my car back on, to my place of work.

"Female, why is it so hard to have time with you, I want you don't you feel that I have feelings for you" - Sunam Mawar, looking at the car of Angga who is away from his sight.

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On the way to my workplace, while driving my car, I felt guilty for rejecting the Rose.

Imagining her disillusioned face made me feel unbearable and pityful.

But yes, I have already rejected it, when he I will lick my own spit. Maybe next time if the Rose asks me again, I will not reject her, as my apology to her, because I always refuse her.

I know the truth Rose put a taste in me, but I pretended not to know, intentionally because I did not want to give her hope, because for now I do not have any taste in her, just a friend, nothing more, because until now in my heart still stored his name, Afifah.

I remember it again, ah I really hate this kind of situation. Not hate to Afifa but I hate myself, why until now I can not forget her, which is clear now my step sister is happy with her husband.

Even they will be blessed with the fruit of their love, ah really tight chest find this fate reality. Love clapping one hand is painful.

My mind and my heart kept on raging, as if they were at war, until I could not feel it now that I had reached the hospital where I was working to serve my patients.

I took a deep breath, before I got out of my car, neutralizing my heart and mind first, so that my concentration while working was not disturbed.

When I felt that everything was neutral I got out of my car, it just so happened that today there was my schedule to perform heart surgery on one of my patients.

I went into the hospital, and went straight to my room. I could not hear anyone knocking on my door.

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"Lake in" I said.

Then I see now the nurse comes into my room, "Good morning doc, for the operation one of the patients who have heart disease has been prepared" he said.

"All right, let's do it now"

I hurried out of my chair, and out of my room, followed by the nurse who would help me. We also walked to the operating room.

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