You are Like My Surg

Come Back to God, Doc.

"Dad! Here!" Mother Maura waved to Father Gifa who was busy snacking on cheese sticks in jars, currently Dad was watching a debate show on television.

Dad lifted his chin, asking what was the matter, because he was chewing could not reply to the words.

Mother stepped, leaving the door leaf of the Geisha room that she had opened a little towards her husband on the sofa.

"Why, Honey?" father asked, after drinking water to encourage chewing cheese sticks.

"Our child wears a hijab, Dad," Mother said happily.

"Maaa-time??" ask Daddy stammered. He doesn't believe.

"Let's take a peek. Let me believe." Mother took Father to take him, to the Geisha room not far from the tivi room.

Mother pushed the door of the room a little, so that the two of them could freely peek at her daughter who had been moody for a week and could not be spoken to.

Since the painful words from Gentala to Geisha. The girl got sick. He missed a week of his duties as a Koas at the Hospital.

With Gentala. The man was in a fog, having not seen a Geisha for a week. But, as much as possible he could endure. Although his chest rumbled, when he found out the geisha had fallen ill. Genta asks Sister Lala to ask the Geisha, why the girl never came to the Hospital.

Lauren and Vina also often took the time to visit the Geisha. Help the girl make a task report that they have to gather three more days, as the surgical staging schedule will be over. And at that time, Geisha will be minimal to meet Gentala. With Eldy. Every day coming home from college, the man would bring Geisha's favorite food. He wants the geisha to heal quickly.

"Thank God, O God. Khumairah, Father's Son ..." couldn't stand the excitement, Dad stepped into the room while exclaiming. The geisha who was sitting on the chair looked at the makeup mirror, turning her head. The red balls were clearly imprinted on the cheekbones of Geisha, the Khumairah looking down in shame.

"That's pretty, son. Adem I see it." The father stood behind the Geisha, holding both of his sons shoulders. Mother pulls a chair to sit next to the Geisha. Mother's hand outstretched to fix the pashmina winding that feels not yet neat on her daughter's head.

Geisha smile. "Thank you, Dad, Bun. Doain Geisha, God willing Geisha are well-worn."

Both are happy. "Aamiin, O God. Mother and Father must doain, Brother." Dad planted a kiss on the head of a geisha. So did Mother, she kissed her daughter's cheek many times.

"What's going on this week, son? How do you keep moody?" Mother began to open the conversation. The geisha looked at her face again in the mirror, then shook her head.

All this time, he kept his own wounds. Cry as much as possible, vent the pain by shouting in silence. Geisha insist on Allah asking to be forgotten about Gentala. Please remove the love in her heart. Geisha cover the painful shadow by busying themselves with evening prayers, teaching, reciting and listening to lectures from television and Youtube.

And God paid for the heartache that the Geisha was experiencing now with a guidance from Him. Geisha wearing hijab.

"If there is indeed a problem that is quite torturous inwardly. Talk to Mom and Dad. Let you be relieved. Not in the sniffles!" pinta Daddy's.

"Do you have a problem with friends? The lecture? A lecturer? Or ... men perhaps?" Mother forces. The geisha caught the look of fear from the face of her mother. Mommy believes the Geisha is heartbroken.

Father dispels Mother's speech. "Geisha can't date. If you want to get married, you can. Bring the guy here, get to know Dad first."

I told all his children. If you like the opposite sex, it is better to get married. Marriage is better. No matter the age is young, the important thing is not to commit adultery. Combining love without the bond of marriage is the same as nurturing the body in misfortune.

Geisha looked down sad. If only Genta had not changed, maybe he could have brought him to meet with Father and Mother.

The geisha looked at Father and Mother in the mirror. He smiles. "God willing, Geisha is nothing, Dad, Bun. Yesterday was just tired of going to college and there was a difference in understanding with friends. Thank God it's getting better now." Geisha. He was ready to forget Genta. Mumpung his love has not continued in a long time, he is sure he can move on.

Father and Mother nodded in confidence.

"Oh my God, help me. Remove the bells from my heart. Aamiin's." Geisha. As a result, forcing it to be quickly forgotten.

"Sister, do you remember Andre?"

Geisha while remembering the man meant by Mother.

"Om Andre, Bun? Aunt Sandra's sister?" Sandra is a friend of Mother's. He has an unmarried brother, a Psychiatrician. Doctors and friends who have been trying to continue to treat Gentala. Andre is an adult, he is the same age as Genta. But the man is not married. Andre felt he had not found the right woman. Because of its long age, Geisha like to call it the greeting Om.

"Yes, who likes antherin dimsum." Because Andre is still a bachelor, he was told to stay with his widowed brother, because the house feels empty. Sandra's daughter is busy studying abroad.

Mommy likes dimsum. So Sandra likes to send the dimsum through Andre to the house.

"Mother and Father intend to match you. Andre was dashing, diligent prayer, clever teaching. He is a specialist again. Same profession as you, son." persuaded Mother.

Father was silent according to his wife. For Father, the important thing is that his prospective daughter-in-law can do prayer and teaching, then he can graduate to be made a son-in-law.

"Well the guy, Bun?" Geisha. At first glance, they did meet often if Andre came home. But the Geisha never chatted or talked to the man.

"That's great. Polite and kind again." Mother increasingly raise the figure of Andre who is good, for a moment he knows the look of the Geisha no longer rejects as when Dad wants to match the Geisha with the children of his friends.

Whereas all this time Geisha always refused matchmaking, even though he wanted a marriage. Geisha wants to marry the man she loves with all her heart. But, felt his love betrayed by the man he loved. Geisha as if traumatized to keep looking for a man according to the choice of his heart.

With Genta's problems, he becomes convinced, that he will indeed marry the matchmaking of his parents. Mother's Father's blessing seems most efficacious.

"Yes, Mother. Geisha wants to."

Father and Mother sigh in relief. "Alhamdulillah. Meet first, yes. Mutual knowledge. If the Geisha is established, by the end of the month I will marry you." said Father.

"It's like we'll invite Sandra and Andre to dinner tonight, let's see you soon."

Yes, by Andre Fayd. I've been in love since I first saw a geisha. Although only just liked, because admiring the beauty that Geisha has. So, at the time Sandra said she wanted to bring Andre to Geisha in the matchmaking rope, the man nodded in agreement.

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Pensive clapper. During this week the man berparas bule his work is always daydreaming. Just now when he wanted to go to practice, he did not shower because he was lazy. He just wanted to meet the Geisha, grab the woman again. The morning turned into the darkest night. That's his mood now.

"I miss, Sha. I want to see you. Listen to your voice." Gentala monologues in the heart. His chest felt hollow, like the tip of an arrow so hot, because half his soul disappeared because of his evil actions.

"Where are you now? Healing yet?" Genta increasingly shadowed the face of the angel of his heart.

He glanced at the corner of the table. No longer did he find a bottle of lemon water and a food box filled with whole wheat bread. No longer did he hear the noise of a geisha. No longer did he read the reminder messages for prayer, which could not shake his heart until this moment.

Genta's meal napsu this week disappeared, putting him down two kilos. Genta again drank alcohol to relieve fatigue, stress and shadow Geisha.

"Dok ...." Sister Lala patted her shoulder. The clapper that was still sitting daydreaming in the chair, then jumped.

"Yes, Mom?"

"Doctor why? It hurt?"

Genta shook his head and commented a thin smile. "No, Ma. I am in good health."

"Doctor doesn't see a Geisha Doctor?"

Genta. He shook his head again with chest movements that went up and down holding tightness. And Sister Lala can catch him.

"What's wrong, Doc? You guys are dating? Or how? Usually I tell the same story as Mom." Sister Lala forced Dogen to tell a story.

Gentala had no one here but Sister Lala to serve as her confidant, so the man began to speak. "I hurt her, Mom. I said to him, so that our relationship between the two of us, return as usual."

"Oh God!" exclaim Sister Lala. Because he knew how much attention the Geisha paid to this man.

"Now, Doc? Doctor Geisha is good, Doc. Very attentive to the Doctor. Drinks Doctor, Eat Doctor, all in ready, already like a future wife. The Doctor's time? Didn't the doctor like him all this time?"

Genta closed eyes. Remembering all the memories he had with the Geisha during this month. Even on the screen of the Genta device, he placed a picture of a Geisha eating with him, secretly.

"I love you, Mom. It's a pity." That's so bright the tone of the voice. Sister Lala's heart just rippled. It can catch a puddle of clear water in the eye pelup Gentala.

"But I know. How am I? I'm sick!" The bell reminds me of who she is. His heart returned. If he could choose, he would rather die than live. If his life path would always be like this.

Sister Lala let out a long breath with a sad look. It was sad to see the fate of Genta. "Dok, listen to Mom! It is time for the doctor to take medication. Confident again, eliminate the heavy burden so far. Forgive the parents' mistakes Doctor in the past. Doctors need to live happily. I'm sure, Doctor Geisha will accept the Doctor. From his eyes he looks so good, if he's sincere. It's the same thing, Kahla and Avika." Sister Lala began to compare.

Genta shook his head slowly, his face frustrated.

"I'm not sure, Mom. Geisha can leave, like my ex-wives."

"Meat him Doctor pray! Ask God to cure the Doctor's illness. Who knows God sent a Geisha Doctor to be a Doctor's medic."

"God hates me, Mom. Might have cursed me."

Sister Lala kept convincing. "God is forgiving, Doc. The recipient of whatever happens to his servants. No word late."

Silent bella. He could not make any comment, because his heart was still not shaken by the Universe. Sister Lala was fond of it. He hoped that the Geisha could help Genta to pick up his direction.

"Get another Geisha Doctor, Doc. It's a pity that it's off. It was beautiful, simple, kind, royal and polite. Highly respect for older people. Especially the lack, Doc? Doctor wants, if Doctor Geisha glanced at another man?"

DEG.

Genta's body suddenly hot. It was as if a stream of boiling blood, electrocuting his head. Why didn't he think of the problem in his mind? Away and not be patient just a week, has made the heart of Genta restless, doing anything is not consistent. Let alone know, if the girl will probably find a new love and forget herself.

"No, Ma. No!" Genta refuses. The man denied.

"Geisha is just for me, Mom. Only I can have him." Unknowingly, Genta let out his wish.

Sister Lala smiled, it was nice to see Genta having a lively spirit again. Because while with Geisha, Genta can spread a smile to everyone is not as arrogant as before.

"Come on the Geisha doctor. Express the true feelings of the Doctor. Along with that, the doctor took treatment again, I'm sure the Doctor must be cured. This disease must be fought, Doc. Don't avoid it."

Sister Lala continues to burn the spirit of Gentala. As if getting the motivation that made his soul rise again from the slump, he nodded with a tenuous smile.

Genta grabbed the back of Sister Lala's hand to kiss as a sign of respect. "Thank you a lot, Mom. I've been listening to my complaints all this time." Genta was so calm, as if talking to Mami.

Sister Lala rubbed Gentala's arm as gently as to her own child. "Together, Doc. Let's pick up the Doctor's happiness with Doctor Geisha."

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