Love For Nabila
Patience is of two kinds

When I get in the car. Sitting beside the wheel with a sense of awkwardness that has begun to come out along with the sturdy fortification between himself and Gus Bhintar who tried to wake Nabila since earlier.

Even adjacent to it makes her confused what to do to repel awkwardness between them so that it soon disappears.

Along the way Nabila just stay still, staring straight ahead while leaning his temple into the car glass. Tonight is too tiring and painful, silence is the only way to avoid conversation for the current situation.

“Where do you want me to go? Hospital or Home?” tanya Bhintara broke the silence.

Nabila shook her head, eager to look to the side but embarrassed. “ To hospital only.” His answer was just a glance.

A few minutes from Nabila getting into the car, Bhintara installed a seatbelt, then started the engine. His eyes had glanced at Nabila who was just silent while scolding small eyebrows because he felt dizzy.

Sounded Bhintara sighed rough “ Since when to feel dizzy ?” pause for a moment “ A doctor but kok is negligent with his own body health.” seloroh his while running the Car rate.

Bhintar's words were so very encouraging, making Nabila who was busy with her headache now turn to “Mending you just keep quiet, rather than always talking but continue to corner. What do you think I am? Doctors are also human beings who can also get sick.” Answer Nabila ketus. Then close his eyes to avoid unfair debate.

“It knows ! “

Nabila breathed her tired.

” It's up to Gus Bhintar just want to say what.” he said he was still shrivelled still keep his eyes closed.

He was really tired in addition to having to listen to the words that fiber would mock it constantly since earlier made him more dizzy. He admitted that sometimes the words issued by the annoying man were true as well, but.... can't the delivery way on the smooth again? why does it always sound painful in Nabila's ears.

Isn't he a lecturer at a pretty famous college? but why the way of delivering the words that came out since then is no soft at all. Nabila believes that if his students are given the right to protest, they must have all flocked to burn the campus en masse because they could not stand it.

Not Vika, not Bhintara both why can be as thick as that? do they not know if speaking in public politely is very influential in their work which incidentally is a lecturer?

Nabila was still with all his thoughts and ignored the existence of Bhintara for a moment, before the man who had been upset had spoken again.

“The patience is of two kinds, 1. Be patient about what you don't want and 2. Patience to refrain from something you want.” Bhintara said as he continued to drive cars and focus on the streets made as relaxed as possible.

Nabila's eyes opened, meeting for a moment with Bhintara's eyes before the two of them both threw their faces away.

Nabila really lazy to think, actually what is the relationship between the various types of patience with the situation. Truly belleng who instantly become O’on and stupid ! even if the situation is not as chaotic as this Nabila sure will directly connect with the full word of the intent.

“I mean this way, you must have listened if the soul mate, Rizki and death were set the same above. So you do not need to blame yourself for the disease that befell Mother now, I know you are a Doctor but.. do not forget that a doctor is also human and not a god as you have said before. Simply multiply the prayer, ask God to be given the best for the Mother's sorrow. No need to blame your profession that deep.”

Bhintara turned his head towards Nabila, stopped driving because the red light was on.” You should be proud of the title, because there are so many who target the position with great difficulty. But..do you hate that fate of yours? do not want to be grateful for his gifts and instead blame God for all the blessings he gave? If you knew how proud your Mother was when telling the figure of her child who became a doctor, you would definitely cry instantly.

Is it not one of your father's dreams too who wants to make his only child a person who benefits many people? ” his speech to Nabila. Making the woman stunned for a long time, assented all Bhintar's words without anyone being let go.

" Add your patience, Allah knows the right amount and portion for you. The contents of the world are not just you who bear, so do not worry too much about everything yourself."

Now that Nabila realized, it should be that he did not like it was exaggerating the problem just because he felt he had been fooled by not including it in the proposal plan. Emotions are misleading. Making Nabila regret all the words that have been in the gelontorkanya earlier.

“You saw that old man over there.” Appoint Bhintara to an old man sitting in front of the store while resting his head on his knees, sinking there.” Maybe the old man had no place to live, causing him to sit in the office late at night like this. But look.he didn't cry, did he? it seems like he is sleeping soundly even without a soft mattress like yours at home.” is clearly like wanting to make Nabila aware of how lucky he is compared to others.

Nabila watched the old man carefully, a sense of pity because they could not bear to suddenly burst out from the chest. So shameless was he with all the blessings he felt from childhood until now, which never lacked anything in his life. Even everything he wants is always fulfilled, then...why is he now a greedy man? only because of a trial should he be grateful because it is a sign that God still wants to lift his degree even higher.

Nabila scooped her face with her two hands, shed tears of regret. The more ashamed of his own behavior “ Astagfirullah haladzim, forgive your servant who does not want to be grateful to Allah.” said Nabila full of regrets.

The car has now started to run again, as said Gus Bhintar who was reluctant to stop.

“ Sometimes what makes you anxious is not a matter of testing, but.The language of the Missing God that you fail to understand.” Bhintara turned to Nabila for a moment and then refocused himself on the road. “Lain times Distinguish, where is the test and where is the incitement of demons.”

Silence there is no sound.

Nabila was silent, unable to say, still lamenting his stupidity. Till.......

Dert..dert….

Suddenly the sound of Nabila's hanpond shakes rang, showing a name and a photo of a man filling the screen. A little bit of Bhintara's curiosity.

" Is that your boyfriend? "