Turning Hell into Heaven

White rose

Dara who sat on a wheelchair was pushed by mbok Inem towards the living room.

From the middle room Dara like to recognize a figure who was standing facing the wall in the living room of his house. But soon Dara tried to debunk the prejudice.

'Where maybe he's here' Tepis Dara on his prejudices.

"Excuse me sir, this is Ms. Dara" Inem told guests at her employer's house.

...***...

The guest who was standing before looked at the painting by Dara on the wall of the house to hear the name of the person who wanted to be met turned his body to meet the owner of the house, Dara.

"Is?" The word Dara spontaneously involuntarily mentions the title He pinned to Doctor Angga.

"I'm sorry?" Doctor Angga asked even though his face was flat without showing a look of wonder at the Diksi Dara earlier.

"Eh, doctor Angga. Please sit down doc" Dara who has realized the spontaneous attitude of his reckless trying to appreciate the presence of the guest.

While standing towards a sitting position, the Angga doctor pulled thinly at both ends of his lips, forming a smile that made Dara inwardly mutter, saying,

'Sweet'

"Well, this is not a medical visit so just call me by my daily call, Angga" Doctor Angga reached out his hand to Dara.

'Why such a new acquaintance?' Dara was confused but without hesitation received a helping hand from a doctor who only wanted to be called Angga.

"I think we're the same age because that's why I just call you by another no-frills name, do you mind?"

'Have you just asked permission?' Dara muttered to herself again.

Doctor Angga's question answered him with a nod.

"So, I mean I came here to apologize for the misunderstanding that occurred between us"

Doctor Angga paused his sentence because of the presence of Rani who served and let his employer's guests enjoy the available dishes.

"Sir doctor, please drink" Without waiting for a response from the offered drink Rani again passed from the living room.

"I was wrong for not trying to clarify you immediately. But teaching Jesika is not my job especially she is not my nobody" continued doctor Angga.

"Maybe it could be more in the doc's detail?" Pinta Dara's.

"Angga" Sahut Angga reminded Dara that call him without a dock prefix or doctor.

"Ah yes, maybe it can be more in the Angga?" Carefully Dara mentioned the last word of her sentence.

...***...

"good. At first I was confused by what you meant when you called me, I ended up looking for information about what happened through Lusi, then after finding out I think it's good to explain this misunderstanding to you when we're done with therapy. But it turns out that the action was wrong I even made the misunderstanding more protracted until finally it makes you not take your therapy class anymore"

"Well, then?" Ask Dara.

"The temperament woman who attacked you in the art gallery is called Jesika. One year ago we were dating and almost engaged but until now he never accepted the fact that our relationship was over and that's how he dared to act presumptuously to be possessive of life my person"

'Woww his face began to show expression' Dara continued to listen to the explanation of the doctor Angga who spoke bass.

"How's it?" Ask doctor Angga.

"What?" Dara asked back.

"Is my delay in clarification forgiven?" Doctor Angga.

"Ahh that, actually no doctor eh you clarified this way I also did not bother anymore with the incident"

"really? then why don't you come to the clinic again?" Doctor Angga again showered Dara with a question.

"My youngest son a few days ago was not feeling well so I decided to focus on him until he recovered" Dara explained.

"Just because of that? hahahaha it turns out you can be silly too huh" Dara was amused by the unreasonable concern of doctor Angga just right it.

Doctor Angga for the umpteenth time showed his rare smile.

"Then this?" Dara saw some objects on the table, which was brought by the doctor Angga.

"Oh yeah, this. I don't know what your favorite foods and kids are so I'll bring you my favorite foods to enjoy"

Doctor Angga lifted some boxes that Dara knew very well what they contained because it was actually his children's favorite food, fried chicken.

"Then, you know for yourself what this is" Doctor Angga pointed to a pot containing a plant.

"Roses" answered Dara.

"White rose" explains Dr. Angga.

"Yes, white roses. But for what?" Dara was astonished as to what a visiting guest was carrying the plants.

"Apardon" said Dr. Angga.

Dara poked her shoulder towards the doctor Angga, Dara did not understand the analogy between white roses with an apology.

"In more detail?" Ask Dr. Angga back.

Dara nodded.

"White rose, has a soft fragrant aroma, it is a symbol of purity and or sincerity. Each white petal depicts the sincerity of an apology. Why should a white rose not be a bouquet? So that you are willing to take care of and maintain it as a form of acceptance of the offer of a pure friendship without a tendency"

"Wow very detailed" Dara was amazed at the explanation of the doctor Angga.

"So?" Doctor Angga again suddenly asked.

"So?" Dara was completely confused by the sudden question from doctor Angga.

"A friendly offer" said doctor Angga.

"That's right" Dara began to understand the purpose of the Angga doctor's question after fully remembering one of the Angga doctor's explanations about white roses.

"good. Friendship without tendency" Dara smiled sincere evidence of accepting the offer of friendship from doctor Angga.

'There's nothing wrong with friendship' Dara assured him.

...***...

"Yet"

"Mother"

The children of Dara, Azkia and Alsava had already woken up from their nap, they approached the Mother spoiled.

Soon after, Dara introduced doctor Angga to her children.

Basically Dara should no longer feel awkward to witness the expertise of a person who is cold, doctor Angga in taking the hearts of young children as He did today against Azkia and Alsava, the doctor Angga in taking the hearts of children as he did today against Azkia and Alsava, recalling before Dara had seen how close doctor Angga with his patients who are still young.

Dara's children even though this is the first time they met and communicated with Angga doctors but as if they have known each other for a long time and it is clear from the look and attitude of Azkia and Alsava that they like doctor Angga so that in a relatively short time they have established familiarity.

Ahhh it seems that this is not a form of awkwardness but a repeated sense of awe.

Dara smiled happily watching the warm scene before her eyes.

The warmth that doctor Angga gave to his children spread to touch the heart of Dara's heart.

...***...