Let the Heart Choose
Requesting Divorce

Andra stepped towards the hospital garden. There were several mothers who were also carrying their own children.

He chose to turn the street, he did not want to join them and become the most beautiful person in the group.

Andra stepped away, there was a board that read a certain doctor specialist on each branching hospital street.

Zaskia looks cheerful repeatedly heard babbling from her small mouth, maybe this is what the Javanese mean.

He said after a small child is sick or hot, after recovery they will increase their ability. He used to not believe it. But after seeing Zaskia. It turns out that it's not a myth.

Andra down the hospital street, on the left-right there are many patients who sit in wheelchairs pushed by his family.

Maybe because this is a big hospital, so a lot of patients are treated here.

After passing through the streets of many people passing by, Andra saw a person she knew very well. He couldn't possibly forget the back that was so familiar to him.

Andra immediately chased where the back was walking away from her, she immediately removed the drip bag hanging from a pole she was carrying.

It will be very difficult for him to chase after the person in the crowd passing by. Andra's eyes immediately stared at the arrow-shaped plaque that read the name of the specialist.

"Doctor Satria, surgeon." Andra read with a plaque hanging on it.

"What did he come here for? what pain does she have to have to have in surgery?" andra says monologue.

It was eager for Andra to continue her steps to pursue. However, Zaskia began to fuss and could not be cooperated.

With a heavy heart Andra immediately brought Zaskia back to her room. He accidentally hit a woman.

"Oh, sorry Mas. Not intentionally," said the woman then threw a glance towards Andra.

"You?" andra widened her eyes.

"I can explain, I'm not following you seriously" said Kinan raising his fingers in the shape of a V.

Andra started to get caught off guard, she passed Kinan just like that. Previously he had said that he would not meet or greet him.

His household had been too destroyed because of him, and Andra also did not want to risk losing Nada

The truth without him knowing. The tone had disappeared and left, all that was at his side right now was his body and soul. Her heart for her beloved husband has gone far.

"Mas ..." call Kinan.

"I promise you, I'll go away from you. But I want to ask you one thing, please answer honestly." Kinan said without turning around.

"What?" asked Andra who was still turning her back to Kinan.

"Have you ever had a taste for me, even if it was just a fingernail?" tanya Kinan held back his eyes that were starting to heat up.

Andra was silent for a moment, Zaskia continued to babble as if to show that she also wanted to join the conversation with these two old men.

"Some, I thought it was love. But after meeting Nada, I just realized. If this feeling is only limited to the affection between brothers and sisters and nothing more than that," said Andra firmly.

"You sure? it's not that your father slept with me and you hate me?" ask Kinan back.

"Even if I'm disgusted with you, even to this day I will not be beside you nor support all your efforts." replied Andra briefly and continued his steps towards Zaskia's room.

"I love you, whenever. Although my race is unrequited. I will always accept you with both hands open" Kinan said.

Andra did not care about it, even though her ears heard everything Kinan said. Maybe if he wanted to, he would definitely choose Kinan and go with him.

Kinan's eyes heated up, he was only able to see the back of Andra who stepped away without looking at him in the slightest.

"Mas I will faithfully wait for you until my last breath," said Kinan lirih.

The phone rang loudly, Kinan immediately opened the bag and grabbed the flat object. There is a doctor's name on it.

"Hallo doc," Kinan said after sliding the green button and putting it on his cheek.

"Well Doc, I'll be in the ward soon" Kinan said.

Kinan shifted the red button and put his phone back inside the bag, taking a deep breath he tried to encourage himself.

Either his life will last a while longer, which he clearly already expressed all the incongruity that was in his heart.

It did not matter to him that he was rejected outright by the man, as long as he already knew that he had a deep taste for him.

In a different room Nada and Andra were sitting on a chair, as her body was too tired. Zaskia fell asleep in Andra's arms.

"So how?" tanya Nada lirih's.

"What?" andra began to get upset.

He knew what his wife was going to ask him, only that he was still reluctant to discuss the matter.

Andra still remembers how both of Nada's parents rejected her at the time, fearing that her son would not be treated well with his mother.

A love of Tone that overcomes all perceptions of both parents, and with great force. Nada and Andra finally got married.

It is not impossible that there will be a divorce if until both parents Nada knows the household problems.

"I don't want my son brought to your house!" andra said with high intonation.

"But you're willing for your son to go to the hospital for your mother's ridiculous actions?" sahut Nada firmly.

"He's not only your son, but he's my son. You only donate some of your sperm, right! I'm pregnant and even bet my life to keep her life!" said Nada no less high.

"Do you think my sperm is free? and just anyone could take it," asked Andra widening her eyes.

"Astaghfirullah, this is not a problem ******. Zaskia should have the best upbringing as long as I take care of Alif. Can you be serious a little?" tanya Nada massaged her forehead.

"I will take care of him" Andra said with confidence.

"To you take care of them, what am I supposed to do?" said Nada no less fierce.

Andra was silent for a moment, she could not bear if Nada had to take over her job. On the other hand, he also did not want to lose his son.

Andra just stared at Nada who was looking at him with a sharp gaze, as if she was going to pounce on him round and round.

"You agree or you don't, tomorrow I'll go home and bring Zaskia. Once Alif is healed I'll bring him back." said Nada firmly.

"And for our divorce papers, I'll take care of it" Nada continued in a soft voice.

"Divorce?" Andra moved from her chair.

"Yes, I'm tired like this" replied Nada resignedly.