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Saga immediately sighs heavily when he just opens the phone and finds the chat that Jaka sent. He had just completed his afternoon visit, just about to cover to the mosque to perform Ashar prayers, because later at 4 pm there is a schedule of operations. And so the problem now is that both Jaka and his family have not known about the failure of his relationship with Ayana. Not without reason, he is still lazy to explain to them or just answer their ignorance about the failure of the relationship he and Ayana. Saga and its complicated lazy nature are really difficult to separate.
"Doctor Saga, so go to mushola first, right?"
Saga immediately turned to the resident doctor who had accompanied her patient visit.
"First! I called for a moment. I will follow you later."
"Okay, doc, then I'll wait at the mushola."
Saga simply nodded in response. Because the focus is now trying to contact Jaka. His call was not immediately answered, but before he called his status online. Saga suspects that Jaka was deliberately not answering his call.
It took a while, finally Saga's call was answered.
"Yes, hello? Assalamualaikum, my Mas. There-"
"Gue skip," cut the Saga quickly and directly to the core.
On the other side, Jaka clearly responded immediately with a slash. "Jawab used to cake my greetings, Mas--"
"Wa'allaikumussalam's chat. I'll skip," cut it off again.
Saga is a hobby to cut his words.
"Can't dong, Mas, lo last year have not skipped the present skip again? Don't, take Yana. Been done.
Saga. "Gue there's an operation."
"What time?"
"4."
"It can still be arranged, Mas, later we start the show waiting for you to run the operation."
"The title is uncertain, Ka."
"Yes, no papa. What time is the estimate?
"Isha'."
"for the longest?"
"Miss."
"The longest time?"
"9, 10."
"Don't joke, Mas!" decak Jaka was upset, "already, don't need most of the reasons! As soon as the operation is complete, go straight home."
"No promise."
Sounds from across. "Among the three of us who rarely go home it lo, Mas, the time on the special day Mother same father you do not go home too. Plis, go home, Mum! They miss you too."
Saga is all wrong. "I'm busy, Ka. Next time is."
"If nurutin is busy there will be no abisnya times, Mas. In addition we are all also busy times, not lo doang. Quality time with family is also important. Life needs to be balanced, Mas, don't take care of doang's work. Yeah, okay, your job is noble. But you also do not forget to glorify both parents and your own family."
If Jaka's long lecture has come out like this, Saga can not dwell and can only agree with the tone of ogah-ogahan.
"Yes, yeah, yeah. I'm closing."
Clik. Without waiting for Jaka's answer, Saga immediately closed her phone connection unilaterally. He does not care if on the other side, maybe the sister is mish-misuh unclear. Her ears were already hot from listening too much to her sister speak.
Saga then put the phone back in his pocket, intending to move his legs back to the mushola. However, suddenly not so because the phone again vibrates. Jaka's name is again visible on the screen. Feeling a little reluctant, he answered the call.
"There-"
"Gue the phone matiin," cut Jaka suddenly. And that makes Saga more confused, the phone connection was immediately cut off.
Is this sister working on it? You brash.
Not wanting to be too dizzy, Saga then stepped her feet towards the mushola. He can be late to enter OK later if not immediately perform his worship.
When he arrived at the mosque in the hospital, the resident doctor who will be his assistant when doing surgery later, looks to have finished performing his ashar prayer. The man was even seen preparing to leave the mushola.
"Sorry, doc, I'm ahead of time, because you have to help the others in the operating room."
Saga nodded no problem. "If you're ready, tell me right away."
"Okay, doc, then excuse me first."
Once again Saga nodded and invited.
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"This is the one who was waiting for, finally came too," greeted Jaka immediately stood up and hugged Saga, "how is the operation? Smoothly?" bases later.
Saga only nodded at a glance then greeted Brother and Father.
"How's it going, Ga?"
"Healthy, Dad."
Saga kissed the back of his father's hand. Then turning to Bara, the two shook hands typical of men and then sat next to Bara.
"Where's mom?"
"About the nyiapin eating malem with each other," said Jaka representing when clearly asked Bara, "Yana was also there."
"What did you say, Ka?" saga wasn't too sure. He must have heard wrong, right?
"Yana, Mum. The prospective wife of you had helped also in the back from this afternoon even. There you guys meet!"
An unconvinced expression was seen on Saga's handsome face. Still in disbelief, the man turned to Bara, as if asking for an answer that what Jaka said was true.
With his casual expression, Bara then nodded and confirmed.
Saga immediately stood up and rushed towards the kitchen in a hasty step. His expression looked like one who was holding back anger as well as disbelief.
The expression of disbelief was increasingly visible on Saga's face, when she found Ayana was actually in her family's kitchen. The woman looks cool talking with Sister-in-law and Mother, her hands seem busy stirring the stir-fry that Saga does not know, because the focus at this time is not that.
Trying to be calm, Saga then chose to greet them first. Ayana's expression instantly turned tense upon realizing Saga's existence, there was a feeling of guilt that the girl felt as well.
"Can Yana's pinjem for a second?" ask Saga after kissing the back of her beloved mother's hand.
"Why ask Mom? Ask the same person directly dong, Ga."
Saga looked at Ayana. Without taking out a word, the girl immediately nodded in agreement.
Still not opening her voice, Saga walked straight out of the kitchen with Ayana trailing behind her.
"Saga is healthy?"
"We're talking above," Saga replied. According to him, Ayana's question is just a matter of no importance. The pain has healed almost a week.
"Huh?"
Hearing the words above Ayana reflex stops her footsteps. Saga who realized that stopped her footsteps and turned around.
"I don't want our conversation to be heard by others."
Ayana nodded in understanding. Saga resumed her footsteps and Ayana again followed behind the man.
Saga takes Ayana to the balcony. Arriving there, the man did not immediately open his voice. Standing behind Ayana while holding the balcony barrier. The girl stood behind him. Ayana doesn't have enough courage to be on Saga's side.
"Please explain" whispered Saga who finally opened her voice. The man did not turn his head, his gaze still glared in any direction.
Not immediately getting the desired answer, Saga finally turned around. Ayana lowered her head, looking like a child who was ready to be scolded by her parents.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
"I need an explanation, not an apology," Saga replied with her face.
"I'm forced, Mom."
"Who is the real one?"
"Mas Jaka's. I swear by Allah I was rejected, Mas, but Mas Jaka constantly made me here, there was your mother too, I became unpleasant. Moreover, you have not told the truth about our relationship. I was wrong too, Mom, just so you know. I'm rattled. I don't know what to do. But for the sake of appreciating your mother's kindness I've come here, I know my whereabouts here bother you-"
"Very," said Saga quickly.
Ayana was at a loss for words. "I'm leaving right now, Mom, if my existence bothers you so much."
"After screwing things up, you want to go?!"
Ayana spontaneously stopped her footsteps. "How do you want me, Mom?!"
Saga shook her head as she pulled her hair back. "I don't know, Yan." A frustrated and desperate look on his tired face, "you make me confused. I don't really know what you want. If you don't want to be with me, you shouldn't be like this. Don't do things that make me wish for more and if you want to be with me, you shouldn't be the same guy, Yan. You should know your position, you shouldn't be here!"
Feeling like she lost control, Saga apologized immediately. "Sorry, you can go home" he said trying to calm down even though his face looked agitated.
Expelled blatantly, Ayana had no choice but to return home. He also did not want to hurt the man any more than this. It had been enough of his guilt all along and he had no intention of adding to that uncomfortable feeling.
"Then I go home first, Mom. Sorry for everything."
Saga simply nodded in response. His legs were too heavy to step up and take the girl even if it was just up ahead. His feelings are now too difficult to control. He did not want to lose control.