Cold Doctor, my Husband
#24

Dree....

The phone call from Mila's pocket managed to rattle her chest. Mila picks up her phone and sees Salfa's number who keeps calling her.

"Come!!!!!Mila!!!!!"

"Sal Lo ate the microphone?I'm not budek until I need Lo teriakin"

"Hehehe sorry sorry"

"What?"

"Gue will come to Cilacap where Lo works because I will make news there"

"Have not passed the official event yet"

"This is the beginning of my career to become a great journalist and you have to help me!!!!"

"Hmmm, I sharelock, I'm still on duty"

"Okay thanks muah muah muah" said Salfa and then closed his phone.

"Brother Lo turn yes to that cake"

"Lo who turned my mouth" Mila made Rafka laugh

"Gue did not nag but Lo's voice was loud to make my ears horrified"

"Happy are you"

Rafka laughed as she looked at the girl inside, "It turns out that Lo Mila's name"the Lirih Rafka made Mila frown, "But why was Lo called Nur?"

"My name has its nur"

"What else is going on?"

"I think I have an interest in answering Lo's question" said Mila who was surprised to see Rafka who had pulled her identity card.

"Gue call Lo sayyidah aja" said Rafka happy"

"Whatever"

"Say..wait for the gaping" shouted Rafka following Mila who left her.

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Again Saturday was spent by Rasya with work. Rasya sighed because the situation was not good in Lumajang. Coupled with fog that continues to disturb the respiratory tract of residents. And the body is less water to severe dehydration in the body of the citizens. Rasya doesn't know when he can come back and meet Mila.

Taps.

Taps.

"Mila was all I was" Salfa's yelling made Rafka shudder in horror at her.

"Ih Salfa Lo made me want to vomit"

"Where's the info?"salfa asked while taking out a small note from inside her bag.

"Lo's late, things are much better now" Rafka said with a laugh, "look for the info now the same cake for the story"

"Eh who is Lo, why would you look for info now?if I were to find out the info on the disaster I'd be an officer instead of a news journalist"

"In this world need proof, if you don't take photos of the landslide, everyone is less confident about Lo's news"

"What a disaster in the photo don't think Lo?most also if Lo is in my position Lo run right Sampek hape Lo fall not be a photo"

"As far as Lo deh, beautiful bego very"

"Ciye Lo why am I beautiful?don't Lo like me again.sorry yes Lo the 1002th person who says I'm beautiful"

"Who the hell is a rancid man" Salfa said making Rafka stand upright while thrusting his hand.

"Know,gue father of his son²"Raffka said as he glanced at Mila beside him.

"Huweek, handsome face dear Mulu kek cable cheap"

"Pedes are just like people who love facts"

"I'm sorry the world still wins for this"

"Udah² if fighting continues not all at the boxing ring" upset Mila,"Or not you to Palestine just let jihad, face as you must be sacrificed to enter heaven"said Mila origin make Rafka laugh . This girl can be kidding.

Such was the unpleasant beginning between Salfa and rafka. They kept fighting all day around Mila. Not understanding with those who continue to clash the mouth like a chicken bet. Mila can only shake her head and hope that their quarrel does not end like the novel² she read.

For two days, Salfa was occupied with a small book and a camera around his neck. Being a great journalist is not really a talent. Salfa just didn't want to be like his family who continued to be at odds over power. His father, mother, and two brothers always make him feel at home and want to travel the world. Huge investments, cooperation, tenders, and inheritance made Salfa decide to stay at Mila's house. Rafka learns everything because she overhears Salfa talking to her mother on the phone. Rafka pulled the book out of Salfa's hand and sat down beside him.

"Your writing is too convoluted, unclear, and very relaxed" Rafka said as she looked at Salfa's notebook, "if you write like this what you think anyone can believe?"

Salfa.

"Women love the thing to the point of guys why not news?"

Salfa was still speechless, realizing his talent for being the great journalist he dreamed of being, "gue knew my writing was worse than a bean wrapper".

Rafka laughed, "Why doesn't great have ambition?mending lupain alone rather than wasting time"

"Kok Lo said that anyway"

"Having that dream must have the will and effort to achieve it, the spirit to rise not give up the weak, God is always there if we have the effort....failing and giving up is a try to make a step better than before...if Lo dreams but Lo's mind is still weak to rise again why is it still on the road?do not forget that life is not as easy as turning the palm..always there are surprises in every process and Lo must be strong for all of her hadepin, why is it that Lo is not good?that means God told Lo to keep learning better so that Lo enjoys a period of time called experience"Rafka said Then left.

"Wait!!!"salfa shouted, making Rafka's steps stop, "We are at peace"

"okay"

"Gue ask for help Lo" said Salfa,"Kalo Lo don't want to help me Lo tell me the location of my mistakes like that, you will learn from my mistakes"

Rafka turned his body, "the journalist is the god of the world, because it can give good news citizens will not be outdated and technology" he explained, "well I help Lo, not in vain also I become a literary"

Salfa smiled looking at the peaceful face of rafka with dimples that spread its charm. His heart was pounding as his face felt very close from Rafka. Salfa thought the novel's story was too realistic to allow hate speech to become love.

Rafka stands on a wooden pier while taking many scenic photos. Of course using the Salfa camera he took over from the owner. The situation turned cold 180° when Rafka who slipped to kiss the girl's forehead in front of him. It was all purely because of Salfa who called his name from behind.

Like a cold day in winter, passing through the equator on earth, Salfa froze silently with empty thoughts that were difficult to guess by Rafka in front of him.

"What'sthis?You kiss me?"

Rafka was nervous and chose to throw his face out of Salfa's presence, "guys on purpose"

Salfa walked over, "on purpose?I'm familiar with a man like Lo who originally mode but said accidentally"

"Gue's not the son of a bitch you think you are" Rafka explained,"gue just slipped because of the sound of Lo's voice that's like a trumpet in my ear"

"Just take responsibility, how about I get pregnant"

"Gue just accidentally kissed Lo's forehead instead of the same khilaf my heirloom" said Rafka,"as depraved as I,gue still knows the religion for my lust"

"I'm not pregnant, am I?"

"Yes not it"

"But anyway, I've been looking after my husband for 20 years"

Rafka was speechless, "Yes gini aja, briefly if you have a husband directly phone me, you will meet with husband Lo to apologize"

Salfa looked at Rafka in disbelief, "Gue thinks because we're peaceful you're as brave as I am"

"Sorry I still want to live to play with girls like Lo"