You are Like My Surg

Wicked!

Gentala Hanasta Edward's. Indonesian-british-russian descent. A veteran surgeon.

Growing up and growing up, with Grandma who adheres to Atheism. Making Genta never knew God from a young age until this moment.

Thanks to the violence he always gets, divorce parents and grudges that do not go out in the past, making himself grow into a figure of Sadism.

No woman would be able to go to bed with him. Evidently the marriage that he had lived twice just ran aground because of mental illness that he suffered was not treated.

Is it possible for Geisha Alyra Hadnan to be the pier of Heaven for Gentala? Bringing the man back to the right path? Accepting all Gentala's flaws, even though his body will be destroyed and torn apart?

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Buss.

The iron chariot driven by the Geisha continued to split the streets of the Capital City. Penetrate the night wind with the accompaniment of clear water that continues to river from the corner of his eye.

He clutches a powerful steering wheel with a jaw that looks tight and eyeballs reddened. He focused on looking at the road in front of him with a sharp obstructed look, as if he wanted to prey on the opponent right now.

The Geisha's phone kept vibrating inside the bag. And the prospective doctor did not respond to it. Even her tears are getting broken.

A rough breath he let out along with his sobbing.

"JAHATTTTTT ... Huwaaaaaaaaa." The geisha kept screaming and crying. The veins on the temple of his forehead are seen poking out with the base of his shoulders shaking. It was as if he was relieved that he had shouted. Occasionally hitting the steering wheel and pressing the horn even though in front of him there is nothing to disturb.

The pain and disappointment of the new thing he knew really killed his tribe. Burned his soul and body. It was as if he was the one in this world who suffered the most.

The geisha continued to accelerate the speed of her car to get to where she was heading tonight.

And a few moments later his Pajero Sport car arrived in front of the gate of a luxury house.

TINNNNNNNN

"OPEN UP!" the Geisha shouted to the guard from inside the car with a shrill tone of voice. Make some security guards in the post suddenly wake up because of sleep. It is natural that this time has shown at 22:00 p.m.

"Iii-yes, Non." one of the jolted guards rushed to push a button that could make the gate shift automatically. Seeing that the gate was already open, the Geisha hurriedly pressed the gas pedal to dart inside.

And.

Brug.

The side body of the car swipes with the shifting gate. "The Non if you come here must be like a tiger needs to eat!" the security guard shook his head while rubbing his chest.

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Drrp.

The clattering of his shoes stopped in front of a room door that he was now staring at. He looked into the ventilation gap that the bright light of the lamp still shone from inside the room. Indicates that the occupants may not be sleeping.

Without knocking first, he pressed the handle on the door and pushed it inside.

Crick.

The door of the room was wide open, wide stretched.

"Astagfirullahaladzim!" exclaim two lovebirds who are making sweet jokes on the bed. The couple widened their eyes. They were shocked to see the Geisha who just innocent open the door of the room that stupidly was not locked without being knocked first.

"Delay first, I'm sad again ... Tan, Om." This niece pleaded with you.

It is not once or twice that Geisha disturb their night worship. Om Ammar snorted in annoyance, as Auntie Gana played an eye to pause their activity that had just begun a few minutes ago.

"It's lucky it's not full yet!" decak Om is still upset. He was back in his sleeping pajamas. Fortunately, her pants have not sagged. Get out of bed to the main door.

Geisha bent over kissing her Om hand. "Sorry, yes, Om. I need a really great aunt now," he said hoarsely.

"Yes, already. Sana." saw a tinge of sadness on the face of his favorite nephew, making Om did not have the heart to sulk.

It was as if he understood the unease that was lodged in his nephew's heart right now. Om Ammar stroked the Geisha's shoulder. "Strong, Sha!" and Om passed from the room to the room tivi downstairs.

Hicks ... Hixes.

Hicks ... Hixes

"I'm getting married too, Auntie! Have a husband, have children, have a family! But if the soul mate does not exist. I should, how? But I'm sad to see a married man! I'm envious. I want!!" Geisha.

He held his aunt tightly to tears. Aunt Gana, the sister of her father. He could only gently rub the back of his nephew who was only twenty-four years old.

"Patience, Sha. Your soul is still in God's process. Aunt also married thirty' kok. In the same step Aunt Gelfa. But, Auntie's aja-----"

The geisha shook her head and interrupted her aunt's speech.

"If Aunt thinks she's ordinary! But if I don't! The effect is 'I don't think I'm practicing!

They should take care of my feelings! Yes, 'Sih Ginka wants a proposal but I'm not told! As if I had no price!!" decak Geisha is upset. Her tears kept pouring.

Aunt Gana breathed a heavy sigh. He was confused to face his nephew this one. Actually it's not his parents or his sister who didn't tell.

But it is him who seems to close if there is a family meeting. The family group also always has a silent mode. Keep it closed off from family info. Mother and Father have always invited her to talk, but Geisha always avoids.

Geisha as trauma.

Six months ago. Geisha was hit hard because he was in the step of getting married by his sister, Gheana. Ghea was preached by the son of a prominent kiyai in this city. She was sent to Turkey to complete her husband's education.

And it was as if the heartache reoccurred where his little sister, Ginka, was. The twin sister of Ghea will be proposed by the son of the largest date palm businessman from Arabia tomorrow and he feels not told.

After returning from the Hospital, Geisha returned home to her parents. His chest throbbed pain when he saw the house was already neatly adorned to welcome a candidate who would propose to his sister, tomorrow. By Allah, he does not know. According to her, Ginka never told her or asked for her blessing.

Yes, it's a pleasantries according to him. All of this is just a misunderstanding.

The debate of the night between Geisha, Father, Mother and Ginka is inevitable. Geisha roared because they felt unacceptable.

"Aunty knows that Ginka wants a proposal tomorrow, but why not tell me the same story?" the accusation.

Gana still tried to calm her nephew who was in the midst of grief and heartbreak. Keep hugging the virgin girl.

"Tante thinks you know. After all there is information people want to marry both from relatives and friends, you must have been hot first like iron."

Geisha sobbing again. To throw off his sadness.

"What's wrong and my sin all this time? Why from Mother and Father's daughter only I languish! Ginka and Ghea's fate was great, while I was what? Boro-boro future husband, girlfriend just don't have! Am I that bad, Auntie?"

The geisha unraveled the crib, she pulled her face to stare at the Tante more clearly. He was like tears and snot with sneli Doctor who was still perched on his body.

Auntie Gana shook her head and smiled. He rubbed the remnants of wetness that still stuck in the face of his nephew. Aunty tidy again Geisha hair pigtails to rise like a ponytail that has been struggling like the top of the chest that has been shriveled.

"You should know that the soul mate has been arranged by Allah SWT. Every human being has their own destiny. Who is our soul mate? When do we die? When are we getting married? When were we born? It was written in Lauhul Mahfudz. Either our soul mate is in the world or maybe directly in the Hereafter.

The soul mate could have been married to a fellow creature of God's creation in the world or it could have been with Ajal. Many of you under your age have died first but are not married." Aunty advised Geisha with the knowledge he had.

Geisha looks goosebumps with the last sentence thrown by Tantenya. While digesting that his brain is still shallow.

"And Allah knows what is best for his servants. Do not equate your fate with the fate of others. Because it must be different, Sha.

It is better before the soul mate comes, you first establish yourself to welcome his arrival. Like learning to be a good wife from books or imitating the people around you.

Improving morals, more diligent prayer, fasting, njai and so on. God willing your heart will be given peace by Allah, Sha," added the aunt.

Geisha silent while thinking. His heart was still roaring with the pain. To where there was a voice calling his name in the doorway.

"Geisha ...."

The geisha turned towards the source of the sound. His eyes were round where he found Father, Mother, Ginka and Dipta standing looking at him from there.