Beautiful Doctor, Actor
Account transaction

The journey of life is not always in accordance with expectations, there are sharp pebbles that we will certainly go through, including the life of Dinda who continues to be tested with trials. But the ordeal did not necessarily make Dinda away from the Khalik. Quite the contrary, he increasingly diligently approached the creator. Especially since the illegal union with the man who has now managed to reside in his heart, the woman is constantly begging for forgiveness in every prayer.

He who has not gone to the hospital for a few days to work, always fill the free time to send CVs to several hospitals, both online and come directly to the destination, hope will soon get a job and get back busy with the routine that has become his goal.

Just when the center of focus is struggling in front of the laptop, Adinda captures the sound of the roar of the car. He already knew who the owner of the car was moving towards the yard. Quickly, he immediately closed his laptop and placed it on the table, his hand outstretched grabbing the device then stepped towards the door to welcome Adam.

"Assalamu'alaikum?" Adam walked up, headed for the terrace and sat down on the available seats.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, mas"

"There is?"

"Nothing, why?"

"Where?"

Instead of answering, Adam asked back.

"Again there is a routine study event in the ponpes next door"

Good though..

Adam thought, at least if he got emotional because of the truth that Prilly said, not known by Meta.

"What's wrong?"

Dinda stared at the confused prospective husband who displayed a tense gesture like never before, especially when looking at the look of his face that looked sour, it added to the curiosity of Dinda getting up to class. Then, the woman also sat up with a huff on the terrace chair opposite to the limit table.

"What's wrong?" repeat Dinda when the question has not yet been answered.

"May I check the transaction in your account, Din?"

Dinda was surprised, the conspiracy of the moment her heart rippled uncontrollably.

"U-for what mas?"

"I just want to know?" the gaze of the man in front of him was really probing, making Dinda they were inwardly looking for the reason why the man wanted to know the contents of his account. Automatic, Dinda immediately worried because just last night he got a transfer from Birawa.

"Want to know what?"

Breathing out, Adam spoke again. "Have you worked with Birawa?"

Adam's question made Dinda clench and then swallow her own saliva.

"Jawab Din" His low voice and bullying gaze, as if demanding of Dinda to be honest. "Are you and Birawa planning something to make my and Prilly's relationship break down?"

"I-i_"

Adam deftly snatched Dinda's phone from her hand.

His fingers nimbly opened the message menu, he wished there was no information whatsoever about the transaction notification as Prilly had said.

However, a few seconds later his hopes were dashed when he found a balance message in his account through M-banking.

Scroll down, Adam again found more transfers than before.

"This is what Din?"

The man shows the screen of the phone right on Dinda's face.

"Why is there a money transfer from Birawa?"

"Will I explain mas?"

"Right, you're working with Birawa?"

"Ak_"

"Java!" His voice was slightly raised and full of emphasis.

She nodded without seeing Adam. Her gaze fell on the vase of flowers on the table.

"Why, Din? you have a special relationship with Prilly's father, so you want to obey his orders?"

Hearing Adam's sentence, Dinda raised her gaze, looking for the black bead that the man had.

"What's? special relationship?" Dinda said in disbelief. "How can I say I have a special relationship with Prilly's father?"

"Then what does this transaction mean, Dinda?" Adam's intonation increased, making Dinda more nervous and afraid. "How much money have you received from Birawa?" Adam asked fully.

"I did receive money from Birawa, but_"

"Your answer is enough to disappoint me, Dinda" Adam slashed Dinda's sentence and got up.

"I didn't know you were a paid woman"

Sitting down, Dinda raised her head, looking at the man who was now standing "I can explain, ma'am"

"Just keep your explanation" Adam said as he passed.

"Listen to me for a moment"

"No need to bother explaining, Din"

Brushed off Dinda's hand. He kept stepping towards the car.

"Mas!"

Disappointed, he did not care about the screams of Dinda, Adam returned to the car and drove it out of the area of Meta's house.

"I was paid by Birawa, but I had my reasons, and when I heard my reasons, I must have understood them" Shouts of Dinda who without pause, completely ignored. The car kept moving away until it shrank out of sight.

Sighs slowly,

Dinda breathed a heavy breath.

"Where did Adam know?"

The woman shook her head.

"It doesn't seem"

Dinda's two cheeks bulged, again taking a deep breath, hoping the misunderstanding did not drag on.

"Wherever Adam knows, you're wrong, Dinda. You should have told me everything when you decided to marry him, but Adam has reminded you not to lie. Now accept the consequences of your lies"

"You are a stupid woman"

Suddenly the sound of a cell phone. Dinda looked up at the cell phone lying on the table.

A sound indicating incoming messages.

Ulva's sister: "True Din, you became her father Prilly's sugar babby?" (10:30) Wc.

"What's? why does Ulva think I'm Birawa's babby sugar?" Adinda sat down.

"Prilly! I know this must be her job. How long will he continue to slander me?"

Second message from Ulva back in.

Ulva Ma'am: "I don't want ya, having a sister-in-law a sugar babby of an old man. I'll make sure your wedding's off"

Spontaneously, Dinda landed her hand on the edge of the table, in a row after which she placed her forehead on her arm. His right hand was still holding the phone on his lap.

Trouble after trouble kept coming, as if draining Dinda's energy to nothing left. Makes her want to run away from reality.

It all started with her being squeezed into money. Until he meets Birawa and everything starts.

Believe in yourself, son, everything will be fine.

You must remember that God will not test beyond the limits of His people. You just need to understand yourself, understand the problems that occur to you and you will definitely get the answer. Papah is sure you can get through it, Dinda.

"Din"

Someone rubbed Dinda's back until her body was beaming in shock. He immediately looked up to see the mama who knew standing beside the chair he was sitting on.

"You sleep here, son?"

"Moment"

"If you sleep inside, don't stay here! the door also opens, and if there's a bad guy how?"

"Sorry mah, I overslept"

"Sit can fall asleep. Come on in, let's make lunch"

"Yes mah"

Papah, obviously the one who rubbed my back was papah.

Dreaming in the heat of the sun?

A dream that seems real.

Chief Dinda reflex shook his head.

"What do you want to cook, Din?"

"The mama likes it mah"

"Sayur tamarind, the same indigo fried, keep sambal terasi, how?"

"May mah" Dinda opened the refrigerator and took the ingredients to cook for lunch.

"So that's a study in what order is mah?"

"Yes rutinan Din, but in ponpes there is an opportunity ration for Asma'ul Husna city scope, so a little longer than usual"

"I should have heard the Asma'ul Husna reading repeatedly, but what is Saturday mom, usually routine every Sunday?"

"Yes his studies in the field because they all provide compensation for orphans. Today is the date ten muharram, we are obliged to glorify orphans, try earlier you came, must be moved to see how the children look strong and strong without parents, without parents, without a father, or without a mother" Meta continued to talk while making sour vegetables. "You also used to be glorified by them, so they can become doctors thanks to the help of the ponpes caregiver, plus you always excel, so Zaki did not hesitate to send you to school. You should be grateful, even though Papah is dead, but there are many good people like you"

"Next time take me, huh mah?"

"Loh, instead of mamah often invite you, and you always refuse because it is rarely a holiday right"

"Well, if you're on holiday, take me"

"Yes, you will be asked, you were also asked about Abah Zaki and Ummah"

"Take me how mah?"

"Unfortunately. Dinda's healthy right, Meta?" mamah answered; healthy at home?' umah said again, mbok ya asked to come here, umah kangen to meet. Keep answering, tomorrow home, I tell here, coincidentally his son again at home continues, again busy looking for work. The ummah is shocked to continue it again, youh has not been working? mamah answered, yes but he said there were people who did not like Dinda, so the hospital revoked the license"

Adinda smiled amusedly at hearing Meta's story. The two chat while focusing on cooking, Dinda who fries Nila fish, while Meta makes sour vegetables with occasional nyambi making sambal.

"Abah Zaki also told you to occasionally come to ponpes, make a visit to every class and give encouragement especially for orphans to stay strong even without parental assistance"

"God's God's coming tomorrow mah"

Since working, Dinda has rarely come to the boarding house. An integrated educational institution ranging from RA, MI, MtS, and MA. The place where Dinda demands Science up to the level of MA equivalent to SMU. With the help of Ustad Zaki called Abah, Dinda can continue to the next level. That busyness is the reason the beautiful doctor rarely visited ponpes located not far from home.

"Oh yes Din, it was right in the lecture, there were whispers about you, but mamah was more focused on listening to the lecture, so do not know what they whispered, yes mamah si can only guess that they must have said you were suddenly fired"

Dinda's hand moving over the frying pan instantly stopped. He was aghast and his heart felt like it was about to collapse.

Well, Rabb, don't let you hear the gossip in the hospital, especially about my marriage being threatened to be void.

Seriate.

In real ten new muharram tomorrow, Monday... 😀