
Carlos is waiting in front of Lilia's apartment, the woman doctor who healed Edric, he looks restless. Because eight o'clock in the night there was no sign of Lilia's return at all.
Though his heart was pounding and curious, because he was impatient to hear the answer from Lilia, his choice.
"Hopefully Lilia, chose me. " Carlos' expectations are so great for women who work as doctors.
Staring at the mobile phone screen, Carlos several times sent a message to Lilia, calling her. There was no response from the doctor.
"Lilia why don't you pick up my phone call right now, what's wrong with you. Did you choose Welly to be your life partner?" Questions and ugly thoughts from Carlos' head continued to surround his head.
Leaning his body against the wall near the door of the doctor's apartment, hoping that Lilia would respond immediately to his phone call and also reply to a message.
"Why." Carlos is a man who is used to changing women, like crazy about the figure of a beautiful doctor named Lilia.
He willingly did not glance at another woman, hoping that Lilia would be the last woman and companion in his life. Because it is always a shadow in the mind and in dreams every time you fall asleep.
"Lilia, you are truly an extraordinary woman, making my heart weak and unable to turn to another woman." Carlos's heart murmured.
A slender back now descended on the floor, where Carlos sat down and hit the wall occasionally.
Brukkka ....
Loud lacing, making the hands look flushed.
"Oh, sick."
Carlos held his clenched hand, in pain. He wanted to scream but was powerless, blowing a niup, hoping it wouldn't hurt anymore.
"Stupid, why try to hurt yourself, yes, I am because of women. " The grouse of Carlos on himself.
Carlos sat down, leaving the phone lying on the floor, waiting for a response from Lilia. He looked frustrated and grabbed his hair with both hands.
"Today I felt love until I felt like a madman."
Breathing out let out slowly, hoping to be calm and away from anger, as he was self-conscious already three hours waiting for Lilia in front of the door of her apartment.
Staring at the phone screen back, remains unrequited. " Lilia, Lilia, what's wrong with you?"
Welly came out of the lip, hearing Carlos's voice, he still felt a sense of annoyance, because he collided with a handsome man.
"Thankfully, I wasn't hurt." Said Welly, walking towards Lilia's apartment.
He as a man, was very curious and could not wait to hear Lilia's real answer.
Lazy to wait for tomorrow, because you can not sleep from earlier. Forced to leave the house just want to see Lilia, he thought that he would come to the doctor's apartment.
It turned out that Carlos who first came to Lilia's place, he lost quickly. But seeing Carlos just sitting outside in a sitting position like he has not yet entered the apartment.
"Why is he sitting like that?" asked Welly to himself, he was curious. Wanting to meet but prestige because he often mocks jokes because it is not in accordance with promises and rules.
Welly is the same. Not much different, just because their women become stupid men and do not care for themselves.
What they don't know is that Lilia the doctor is Lucky's best friend.
because of the permakan face and rarely see Lucky, certainly makes Carlos and Welly unconscious.
Until they thought that Lilia the doctor was a real woman.
Can't imagine what if the two of them saw Lucky's current change was either disappointed or angry.
Welly dared not approach Carlos sitting alone in front of the door of Lilia's apartment the doctor.
"Why is he such a frustrated person, sitting alone in front of Lilia's Apartment, does he want to find a sneaky way." Welly muttered, looking like the man was upset because Carlos came first.
Welly is confused between approaching or not caring. Welly now picks up her phone in a bag she always carries with her wherever she goes.
Staring at the mobile phone screen, where he called Lilia several times not also lifted, sending a message was not reciprocated. It feels like the heart of Welly is sick, only the first time ya ignored a woman who became a dream of her life, to make a companion and mother for prospective children later.
"Why don't you take my phone call, Lilia, what's wrong."
Welly now turned her body around, to ride the elevator of the apartment. He walked slowly, waiting for the elevator to come down.
Welly planned to wait in the car alone, because if he waited at the door of Lilia's apartment, surely he would argue with Carlos.
Many were looking for reasons to win in their debates both.
Carlos began to stand up to leave the doctor's apartment, waiting for so long. If there was not the slightest response from Lilia, Carlos walked over, feeling heavy and limp. Because the heart just ignores itself.
Carlos felt the heartache he had just felt, every time he came into contact with a woman. Never feeling pain, Carlos always enjoy and feel happy if cut off by a woman who does not like him.
Because indeed he is the type of selfless man who always changes women whenever he wants it.
But with Lilia, it was very different. How not different, Lilia is very different from the women out there, the doctor looks so relaxed and also jutek.
It must have charmed Carlos who saw him and also wanted Lilia to make him a wife.
"Lilia, can't you answer right now, who is the man you're going to choose. I'm really curious about your answer right now, all night I couldn't sleep. Fretting from fear if you don't choose me, maybe then I'll go numb." Carlos walked out of the apartment.
Welly tried to hide herself, not if Carlos saw himself in front of the parking lot of Lilia's apartment.
However, Carlos frowned, slightly narrowing his eyes, looking at the car that felt familiar to him.
"As familiar with the car, what was he. Willy."
Welly, who accidentally hides in her car, hopes to go unnoticed by Carlos.
Carlos, who had started the car engine, suddenly highlighted the flashlight on Welly's car.
Welly thought his best friend was gone when he heard the engine was turned on, but in reality Carlos approached, knocking on the windshield, asking Welly to get out of his car.
Welly did not expect that Carlos sejeli, could realize the car owned by Welly.