You are Like My Surg

I Always Remember, Mom.

The heart of the Geisha still roars incoherently. He sat down sweetly while pensively with a happy face in the seat of the Doctor who had been sitting since Genta.

"In anger why's it 'clean, Doc?" ask Sister Lala. He is wrapping a surgical tool that has been washed and will be delivered to the sterile room. Genta's practice hours were over fifteen minutes ago, and during that time Geisha daydreamed happily.

"My heart looks like it's coming off, ma'am." replied the Geisha, holding her chest. Sister Lala gawking."Saddened? Because of omelin?"

The geisha shook his head. "No, Ma. I'm happy."

"Huh?" Sister Lala frowned confused brows.

"Well, you heard me, before you came home, what did she say?"

"You're a fool .. That's it, right?"

Geisha tilted her lips. "That's all I remember." exhaled softly. Sister Lala laughed. "Joking ayu."

The geisha looked back at Sister Lala with a happy face. "It turns out Doctor Genta remembers me, Mom. He knows I hit him and fucked him at that time."

"Masa? Tau from where? The feeling from earlier is no talking anything." Sisters Lala. "What Doctor Genta said, is that you still can't go to the operating room, because it's still catapulting?" continued again.

The geisha puts her lips forward. He was caught off guard by Sister Lala's words.

"You're still adorable, old, not agile. Aja skinny body, lose the same fat Not dexterous!"

Geisha smile while listening. He scooped up Genta's words like a beautiful song infiltrating the heart. Her eyes were closed, uh, love. Haha.

Before Genta actually pressed the door handle wanting to get out of the poly, the man turned around. Look back. "I know, you're the pink hooded woman who hit me and my cat, last time."

The lips of the Geisha shook with a look of fear. His heart hunts great. It is wrong to be out of bad luck. Doctor Genta smiled faintly.

"I've forgiven .. and you're more tidy if you wear a veil like that." Genta passed from Geisha's view after saying words of praise. Make a geisha sculpt mute. It feels like he is drowning in the deepest ocean of love.

"DARK!!"

The geisha instantly flinched as Vina and Lauren who were now in front of him. Scramble the doctor's desk.

"Lho' kok you guys? Where's Lala's mom?"

"Bu Lala has yelled so many times, lo, Sha! Bengong ajah!" sulk Vina.

"Lo why 'sih? Demonic entry? It's really nice from the assistant alone." decak Lauren.

Smile Geisha. "Yes, you're going to the operating room. Change is now the same as me."

Lauren and Vina turned the eyeballs off guard. They've guessed for sure Geisha persimmon with Genta's good looks. And the Geisha did not care about Lauren and Vina's response.

What he was thinking about now was, processing just a little brain in his head to be able to focus while being with Genta. Not to be considered a real fool.

"This time, yeah. Falling in the heart at first sight. From the eyes down to the throat." The geisha chuckles happily in her mind.

"Et, but he's married yet, huh?"

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"Kahla!" Kahla, who was walking with the patient's medicine box from the pharmacy to the treatment floor, looked back. She smiled as the handsome man who had married her three years ago approached.

"You want a visit, Mas?" ask Kahla.

Kahla nodded. "Have you spent?" very soft to hear. A shady look was seen from Kahla's eyes. In the past, it was the shade that made Genta fall in love with this woman.

The sisters are famously beautiful among the dozens of sisters in this Hospital. Kahla and Genta were a couple one second first. Equally neat, slick and fragrant. It is proven that there is not a single strand of hair that comes out in a hairnet roll and hood that is attached to the top of his head.

"Have ... thanks, yes. It's delicious, and it's always good." praised Genta.

Kahla just smiled thinly. At home he was cooking chicken stews, and he knew it was Genta's favorite food.

Genta stared at Kahla's belly which started to bulge. The woman is currently four months pregnant.

"I can't wipe your stomach."

Kahla. His eyeballs shimmered here and there, and glanced into the corner of the hallway because there was a cctv there. "May, but not here. Come with me." Kahla steps in first and Genta follows her from behind.

The two of them walked towards a quiet hallway that was rarely passed by visitors or Hospital employees. Everyone in the hospital knew they were ex-husbands and wives. Kahla was the first woman Genta married. But it seems that if it is too familiar, it should not be. Kahla is married, and her husband is on a long stint in Pontianak.

They are currently sitting in long chairs.

"Let's swipe." Kahla said. Genta. He swiped repeatedly. Genta's tears welled up while rubbing Kahla's stomach. Genta misses the baby boy he once waited for his birth.

"After you've conceived this baby, have you forgotten our child?" ask Genta. The man who was known to be very cold and fierce, shed tears in front of Kahla. His heart is soft but always closed.

Kahla. This beautiful woman smiled, she gently elus the arm of Genta. "Will always remember, Mom. He is our heart. And now it's quiet on God's side."

Genta nodded sadly. He bowed for a long time. The events of three years ago made him always regret.

"Compose Vika, Mas. I'm sure you'll be as happy as me and Mas Adam. Come back to believing in God. Let your heart calm. Life without religion is like a house without pillars. It won't be sturdy. It'll always be dark."

Avika knows that currently the relationship between Genta and Kahla is good. There was no love between them anymore. So Vika always sends a message to Kahla to advise Genta to come back to him.

Kahla and Genta both experienced the worst in their marriage, until Kahla filed for Gentala's divorce.

Kahla once hated Genta to the point of wanting to move out of this Hospital. But, Kahla is conscious. The tragic path of his life with Genta is indeed a determination from Allah SWT.

The evidence of his patience in facing Genta first, brought him to meet Adam, a kind and patient man. Kahla is pregnant with her first child with Adam. So with the passage of time, Kahla has forgiven Genta. And re-connect in the word friendship.

There is no friendship dictionary for married women with other men.

Back then, when Genta wanted to marry Vika. The man also asked permission first to Kahla who was still in the single position. And Kahla allowed it. In fact, he no longer has the right.

Kahla thought, when Genta was married to Avika. Her ex-husband will be happy. Actuallyno. The clapper cannot change. And when Avika can already accept Genta's shortcomings. Genta insisted on not accepting the woman again. His heart for Avika had already faded. There is a habit of Vika who always hurt her mentally. Not like Kahla.

Genta. He sheds his tears and turns back the look of his face in arrogance. "I don't believe in God. Forgetit. Don't talk about that!"

"Oh my God, my. You've gone too far, living in continuous wounds is not good. There's no point holding a grudge because of your parents' divorce. Get up, Mas. Forget the painful past. You should be happy too! There's Vika ready to treat you."

The clear water from the eye peluk Genta pooled again. His sukmanya was touched by Kahla's advice. But still his head shook. "Marrying her again would be like repeating an old wound. Like the wounds I once inflicted on you, La."

Kahla shook her head strongly. "You must be sure, Mommy. If you're sure, you can!"

The bells rise. He helped Kahla to stand up from the chair. Forcing to end this conversation.

"Let's take me to the room." take Genta. And Kahla could only take a long breath with a weak breath.

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