Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Value of a Price

There will be a phase in which the patient becomes fed up.

People care about being the bodo time,

And the faithful shall lift their feet.

When patient, caring and loyal are no longer appreciated.

- Me

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Hustle and bustle in the morning at a big hospital.

Although it has adopted an online-based system and the latest, but there are still some queues at some counters.

One of them is a drug counter. 

There's always a queue full.

Ever right? Check it there are not fifteen minutes but queue the medicine up to an hour.

Check it out for ten minutes, wait for the doctor for hours.

Please understand, brothers.

Because doctors are also human, like Anin, behind the happy smile that is often seen in his patients, there is actually a volcano that is ready to erupt at any time.

And everyone has their own problems. Including health problems that a doctor also has.

Now this is the accident that made me feel uncomfortable - happy - and the mood was destroyed instantly.

The most frequently spoken word, when the doctor closes or the doctor confides, tomorrow the permission is not to enter because of illness. There's always "the doctor's time is sick."

Be it Anin Doctor Vishnu, or doctor Firman, let alone me, I really want to feel I Lem that mouth.

Is it the angel doctor?

Yes, although some say the wingless angel -- uhuk.

Bima is mah, the other is gombalin Anin

Yes that's...

And why does taking the drug take so much longer??

Might as well...

Maybe yes ...

One of them, because for some officers, it takes extra energy to read the prescription written by his doctor. - maybe-hehe.

And why yes. The average doctor??

I don't know. I was also astonished.

In the past, Anin High School era had promised to take an oath - her husband would be ugly all hell if disbelief - fortunately not yes.

If you become a doctor, you will not use abstract writing. Eh it turns out after becoming a doctor, forgetting that once the oaths will not use the writing of worms.

And again, humane..

And the waiting chair in the maharani doctor's office today is quite full.

Almost all the seats were filled with patients and their delivery.

Though it can be said, for now rani is very chaotic.

Boro - boro inget vow of his promise - to write his recipe with the best writing.

No mebek in front of his patients have praised god - thank goodness.

Thought garbled.

Tangly

Wrinkles

Semrawut

But duty is still obligation.

And the patient does not want to know what his doctor is going through.

They come bearing a pile of problems in hopes of solving them with his doctor.

And the doctor should always appear happy, healthy body in front of his patients.

Smile.....

"Yes, please sit down" said dr. Anin who was filling the status of the previous patient.

"Thank you."

Anin then raised her head, "There's something that can be on the tire." she said again to a person she knew.

His surprise did not make him forget the land.

Not patients.

Eh

Former patients.

Sontoloyo ni si mbak ida. Don't tell me.

"Hai-hi…." Sapa Anin after upholding her sitting position.

"Hi," replied the cute handsome man who was now looking at Dr. Anin carefully so that the one he looked at was getting more wrong.

"Mom-what's up? She healthy?" really not intent on pleasantries but that was the only sentence that crossed Anin's mind.

"Mother's healthy. I wasn't asked, was I? You alone, how?? Looks like it's still capable of teasing me into canceling my wedding." He said followed by laughter. So that Anin would not want to laugh to divert her awkwardness to the man in front of her.

"I came here to deliver this," he said afterwards. While offering a wedding invitation.

Mirna B Fayfet.

Anin until unconscious, her eyebrows almost fused when reading the invitation letter.

"Looks like the doctor was in sudden shock, was my guess right?" Ask Indrs who caught the change in the doctor's face.

"Yes!" Then, "Eeh, no. I'm glad you finally found your life partner."

"Well.patients are disappointed." He pretended to be sad.

"What is he ___"

"Indonesian citizen, with his father from Australia. If that's what you want to ask," cut Indra.

"O.o..." Anin nodded. "Congratulations then, surely I'll come if there's no obstruction."

"If you come, I'll be afraid. Afraid of wrong-handedly criticizing me," he joked.

"Hahaha, you could have," replied the woman amid her uneasy feelings.

"Then, excuse me," Indra got up, to say goodbye. "The queue is long."

"Oh yes," Anin stretched out her hand, "Congratulations.may you be happy."

Indra held the woman's fingers.

If I may, I'd like to hug you one last time.

Then,

Kissing you once more for me to keep as our last sweet memory.

What can?

There was a hint of hilarity that Anin felt when her eye bead met the man's. He could feel it, what kind of wound the man was covering.

For God's sake, I earnestly pray for your happiness.

Love always finds its own way back to its owner, no matter what form it takes.

Maybe at other times, at other times, at other times of life. We are united in the same destiny. Happy together.

"Hey, can i....?" Indra asked then, while opening her arms wide.

Anin was troubled for a moment.

Ah, its okay! a friend's embrace.

The girl smiled, "Come here."

Indra also immediately rushed to hug Anin's body even though he had to keep his distance, because the woman's stomach was sharp enough.

"I also hope, may you be happy." murmured Indra.

"Yes, sure. I'm (while trying to) be happy."

"Thank God." The man smiled from behind his back then took off his embrace and said goodbye.

Having previously stolen a brief kiss on the woman's lips.

Sorry are!

Which managed to make Anin gawk for a while and meet red for the rest of his practice time.

It's always been like that, he's reckless!!

Occasionally he groped his lips on the sidelines of examining patients with a restrained smile. 

I don't know what he was looking for there. Or what he was imagining. To be sure, she was happy she felt in her heart.

Anin sincere even by way of stolen.

Think of it that way, he took back his heart which he had left to Anin by accident.

And that's how it should be, he let go of the man.

With the accompaniment of do'a of happiness.

Happy happy Indra.

You deserve to be happy.

I'm sorry I hurt you, let you down and wasted your sincerity.

And I did it all for my love...

So did Indra, who gave up her love for others.

With the accompaniment of prayer at each step that is getting farther and farther until it looks unattainable.

Congratulations on fighting Anin... May your life be as beautiful as yours.

Indra shed tears.

Loving you is happiness for me.

Thank you for your love.

In this life, destiny is only playing tricks on us. Found to be separated.

It'sit's okay.

I am happy too.

Like the beating of my heart 

not defending against time

And all that beauty fades away

Or a lost love

The old soul is gone, soon,

Prepare the replacements

But please

Let me breathe for a moment

Because changing souls is not as easy as opening your eyes

Because it's about love

Souls

Lara

Which I experienced

- Love shadow-pastes

***

At half-time three in the afternoon exactly half-three past five minutes.

At that time Anin was about to scoop the pudding of his order, When Anin received news from the informant.

That says it's true, the photo.

The photographed incident was really 'right' to have happened.

Even the informant, sent out some other photos that he took out of nowhere.

Including in it a photo of Bima being with Kartika at this time.

In a cafe. With cake decorated figure candles.

Although it does not look friendly, but the picture managed to take half of Anin's life.

They still meet!!

His phone still vibrates receiving picture messages but Anin no longer cares about the photos, also on the long sentences he received on whatsapp messages.

On the pudding he doesn't care either.

It hurried.

Grabbing her bag and jass then say goodbye to Sister Ida.

To the driver, he asked to be delivered to the cafe.

After passing through several traffic jams, Anin finally reached his destination.

Ooh, surprise party apparently?

Could too.

Anin stroked her stomach which was painful because inside it was moving.

Are you ready, baby?? Breathe in, let out. "Mommy's company." he muttered.

Anin started her steps steadily.

Towards a boisterous cafe celebrating a party.

The birthday seems to be unhappy. Seen from his face.

Perhaps a hunch, the strangeness he had felt from since this morning.

Yang Bima accidentally saw a blue color box complete with a ribbon on the lid, but did not dare to look at the contents.

Accidentally saw his wife wake up with a face.

But after making sure all the contents were intact and nothing changed he was a little relieved. Then move it immediately.

"Let's dong, in the candle blow," cried someone from the left end.

"Yes dong sir, hungry when to eat," shouted one of the others. The one who made everyone in the cafe laugh.

"Basic greed, you!" Reply to the skinny man holding the camera. Ready to contract.

Laughter broke out again, responding to the person's babbling.

Kartika, who had just been stuck, continued to kayak stamps, commented, "Yes, let's go dong .. in the inflatable!" His face was pampered in Bima's arm.

With bad reason, Bima Pun finally blew the candle with a rumble of applause and a discordant voice that asked to cut the cake immediately.

The cake was cut.

The first bribe from the first piece of cake he gave to Kartika.

To whom else? If there was his wife, he would give it to Anin.

The door of the cafe opened right when Kartika kissed Bima's cheek.

It's sweet, isn't it? They're both.

Anin replied to the greetings of the waiters who greeted her with a smile and nod.

With her body, the woman split the crowd that covered her husband to the last row, so that she could clearly see the woman was peeping her cheeks.

Getting angry?

Not necessary.

Crying hysterically?

Free, it will only embarrass yourself.

Water use flush?

Ah, don't go. Too ordinary.

Want to know how this woman handled this situation??

I honestly don't know either. What to behave and how.

Anin was still glued, with a cell phone in her left hand.

Bima and some employees who knew Anin were surprised together.

Suddenly the atmosphere became horror.

There will be a third world war! Think of one of the employees.

Whoa, whoa... exclaim this!! Her party. Murmured another man.

Okay, get caught wet, boss. Whisper woman corner.

What it feels like.see her husband in the chocolate-cocol gatel girl does not know herself so. The words of one of the girls sitting in the middle.

Oh my??! Is that the boss's wife?? Bunting anyway??!! Holy jeez!!

And a few pairs of eyes that were staring questioningly at the three of them took turns.

They may feel strange and confused. What the hell is it? Or what will happen next.

The situation was still in a state of awkwardness when Anin decided to take the first step of running her brain idea.

Of all the people who were silent, Anin first managed to control himself.

After all his strength convinced himself that: will not cry, will not be angry, will not act foolishly.

The girl smiled a smile.

Later,

Shake her husband's hand, congratulate him. "Happy darling, I'm sorry I'm late." Shaking his hand.

Continuing to hug the man who was sitting next to the woman, who was still confused what to do about the unexpected arrival of his wife.

Bima felt his wife had caught him.And his reaction??

What kind of reaction is that??!!! thought Bima. It would be better if he was angry, slapping, cursing or doing anything.

But that's my style.

The woman then slightly bends down to then kiss the cheeks and lips alternately.

I don't know who was commanding her, so that those present there were simultaneously cheering and clapping boisterously when Anin kissed her husband's lips.

Without being shy, Bima also returned the message of his wife friendly.

The cheers grew more and more when the couple more deeply reciprocated as if they did not want to be separated.

Wu...

Wwoo

Auu..boss...

Sensor....

Suit...

With the corner of his eyes, Anin took the time to glance towards the woman.

You see!! You are a nobody!!

Get lost!!!

Kartika inflamed, upset until it felt like he wanted to explode the stone head.

He felt abandoned and neglected.

Shamefully, he chose to avoid the party he made.

Get out of a party that was made and planned. Crazy one!!! Just look at it later!!!

Anin smiled triumphantly staring at Kartika's departure.

Continuing by looking at her husband.

As if he knew what his wife meant. Bima also nodded. Signalize. All I can explain.

And for the first time officially Bima introduced his wife in the presence of his female employees.

In the middle of the event, Anin said to go home first to her husband. Because he felt a little tired.

"Mas, I'm first yeah, I think my legs are gonna break."

Unsuspecting, Bima also confirmed his wife's words and will soon follow after the end of the event.

Arriving at home, Anin immediately packed clothes and other luggage.

Not to miss the passport - his.

On his driver he asked to be taken to the gambir to leave for Bandung.

After the death of his driver, Anin and his bodyguards went to Halim.

At his bodyguard, he told to queue to buy tickets and go together to Jogja. Meet his father-in-law.

Something must be delivered immediately. Can't be delayed anymore.

To his father-in-law, he immediately contacted him.

To make an appointment to meet.

"With great force, I do this." murmured Anin. "Sorry to Bim."

****

At 19. 10 wib

At home, Bima did not find his wife anywhere.

And I didn't get a chance to explain everything.

Just a blue box, and a piece of paper on the nightstand that he could no longer read.

And the map contains documents that Anin had collected.

His premonition, he should immediately look at his wife's belongings.

After checking the contents of the closet that some of the contents have been empty. He was sure something was wrong.

According to the confession of his wife's driver. The man who looked confused also asked to be transferred to Bandung at that time.

Arriving in Bandung, it was her mother-in-law who was confused.

"Anin ain't no coming here, just call no. Why are you guys again?" Ask her mother-in-law.

"Later certainly Bima explained, ma. now the important thing is that Bima must meet Anin first."

"Try you to call the bald one." Said his mother-in-law (the Bald - his bodyguard).

Yes, until I forgot!! inner Bim.

Bima also followed the instructions of her mother-in-law. To contact the bald man immediately.

From him, he got the info that Anin was in Jogja.

Did he tell old dad? Oh my....

"Well, Bima went straight to Jogja huh.. Anin there."

"It's late, tomorrow morning. Tickets are also empty at best. Calm down…."

Bima thought for a moment. Rightly he thought.

"Then, Bima said to go home aja mah, so tomorrow morning can go straight to Jogja."

"Yes be careful, whatever the case, finish with a cool head. Mama's bringing in the son and grandson of mama."

"Yes, um."

Bima also say goodbye to women who still look beautiful even though the color of her hair has increased.

Along the way Bima had imagined what horrors would befall him.

If you don't get into the ICU, it's bad.

Damn it!! And why are the phone numbers of people there so hard to call!!!! Maki Bima on air.

***

At home.

Blue box with a very sweet ribbon.

Bima opened the box which turned out to contain photos of the results of USG.

With a piece of paper : 

the most beautiful gift from God for us.

our son-to-be is a hotshot.

Happy birthday young papa.

One of your prayers was answered.

-td

Anin- (still) your wife.

The man smiled at the photo of his hero. Kiss her and then cry without a sound.

I can't wait to hurry tomorrow.

That night, he went through very agonizing and felt very long.

Until finally the awaited morning arrives, he immediately slides into Soetta.

***

With an uneasy feeling, Bima entered the courtyard of her childhood home.

From along the way he thought about what things would soon befall him.

But this time he was very ready if he had to bleed again.

Okay, come on...

I've been dying to meet my hero and my wife, that's my biggest motivation.

But it turned out that all the guesses and worries were wrong.

It was precisely what he did not expect to happen.

When he arrived at the house, he got nothing.

Didn't find anyone either.

Based on information from her domestic assistant, her mother was leaving for Jakarta.

The real one to Bandung to meet Anin's parents. His father was attending a meeting.

Anin's wife is no longer there.

What kind of game is this!!! Not very funny. The meaning in the heart.

And then when the bald man handed me the envelope, Bima was stunned.

Stunned after reading a piece of writing on the back of the envelope.

There will be a phase where the patient becomes fed up. 

People who care become bodo time, the,

And the faithful will lift foot when patience, care and loyalty are no longer appreciated.

Sorry I left

- Anin

What the hell does this mean?

Impatiently the man tore the envelope.

Read it.

Later,

Bima squeezed the paper full of regret.

He cried out for his stupidity.

Condemning his insolence that thought his wife was okay.

It shouldn't be like this.....

Should've waited a minute...

It shouldn't be like this......

Anindira......

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