Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)

Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Freaky girl


After the rain is over, the leaves will again try to rise from the storm and water. And the sun is not tired of shining again. In life there are always strong people.


In time, the future is always replaced with readiness. Nothing makes this heart feel calm and comfortable there will always be worries when facing things that have happened beyond expectations. I don't know until when all these feelings will get better as before. Letting go of Nara is like letting my soul be carried away and leaving my body.


"Not to daydream, Om. Later entry. Must've thought of his wife, right?"


I'm glaring. How could this girl guess correctly that I was thinking about my ex-wife?


"After a fight, huh, Om? The braids are ordinary. Let alone married people who are dating still like to fight when it is not legal," explained the girl beside me.


"Ehem." I replied with deheman.


Instantly the noisy girl beside me fell silent. He also looked dreamy while rubbing his arm which was a little bruised and injured because I hit earlier.


"Why silence?" my many.


"More than a washing machine, Om," he answered.


I heard the girl's words. Thinking about the washing machine why daydream like that?


"Why is it thought?" I don't think it out.


"The washing machine is broken" the girl replied.


The car I was driving entered the hospital lobby. I went downstairs first opening the door for the girl. However, this is my responsibility for accidentally hitting him earlier.


"Can you walk alone?"


"Can you, Om think Ve is a weak girl?" He slammed his eyes at me.


I didn't even think about it but this girl was just guessing.


He walked slowly and limped while holding his sore knee. I quickly walked up to the girl and raised her body like before.


"Of."


"Shut up!" I stared at this girl sharply. Because my time is up taking care of him.


The girl was silent in a thousand languages. I took him into the ER room. All eyes are looking at me strangely, someone must be thinking about me. Just got divorced with his wife but already holding a young girl, I'm sure their thoughts are like that.


"Sus, please treat him!" my orders while putting the girl slowly on the cage.


"Well, Doc," replied Stella, the nurse in charge of the ER room.


"Let me treat ya, Ma'am," said Stella softly.


"Ck, mbak, mbak. Brother thinks I'm that old to be called mbak. Just call Ve, sister," she protested.


I hid my smile while shaking my head. This girl does look young even younger than Bee. She's a dozen years old because she still wears her High School uniform.


"Alright, Ve," said Stella relented.


I kept quiet while I waited for Stella to clean up the wound of the girl I hadn't asked her what her name was. I think he's a little weird and noisy but anyway he's hurt because of me and I have to take responsibility for causing injuries to his legs and hands.


"Aw, Brother. Slow down, sick tofu," he protested.


"Yes, Ve. Sorry," said Stella.


I shake my head. Ve should only take a few minutes to treat the girl's wounds. But because of her mostly protest so it takes a long time.


After a long dormitory of cleaning the girl's wounds, I let out a long sigh as it was finally done.


"He's not gonna get an infection, is he, sister?"


"No, Ve. It's just scratched" Stella said with a warm smile.


"Yes already, Sus. Thank you," I said.


"Can you walk alone?" I looked at the girl.


"Could, Om," he replied, coming down from the bed.


"After this you're going to school?" my guess.


"It was. But it seems Ve is not in the mood to learn," he replied ketus.


I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy. I breathed as much as possible and then I exhaled slowly.


"Let me drive home" I bargained.


"no need. Ve can go home alone," he refused.


"How about you take a break in my room. Lunch time let me take you home. Think of it as my responsibility for getting you hurt?" my advice.


"Which room? Do you have a room in this hospital?" her tanyanya slashed her eyes suspiciously at me. He doesn't know I'm a doctor.


"Yes I have a room here" I replied.


He seemed to think for a moment. I don't want to spend time with a girl I don't know. But as a responsible man who would not lick my own saliva, I decided to take him waiting in my room.


"Alright," he replied, giving up.


"Yes, come on."


I threw him into my room. My work is piling up and very much. Since taking care of the afternoon my divorce with Nara has been neglected.


"You sit down and rest here." I helped her sit on the couch.


"Om, doctor?" guess it. "Space Star Physician?" he looked at the signboard located on the table. "Director of Husada Hospital?" said again.


I replied with a nod and walked towards my desk.


"If you need anything just say it," I said.


"It doesn't take anything, Om. Ve just shut up," he said wryly like a fool.


I continued my work. Trying to occupy yourself with a pile of files on the table. I thought it was easy but it wasn't, Nara's shadow was still ringing. I don't know when this feeling will go away? The guilt that left me helpless. Even though I knew Nara had forgiven me, I still felt that there was something really strange in my heart.


The only way to make the heart feel calm because love that cannot be held is to pull over. Get far. Keep distance. Halanhajg all this time is impossible to do. I could never really feel like I was leaving, now I had to slowly walk away and close the distance to Nara. Loving Nara is the greatest gift even if it will only be a memory later.


However, God always wins to give what His servant undertakes. I have harbored all these painful feelings for a long time and I can. If I am tired now, maybe it is also God's way of giving time to stop or enjoy a pause. I really have no choice. Stop ati pause. I can't really stop thinking about Nara but I can pause and take a break to gather the absorbed energy because of all the events that have befallen my life.


"Om, don't daydream!" the call of the girl broke my daydream that had been talking about Nara.


"Why are you sitting here?" my protest.


"Ve's hungry, Om. Last morning did not have breakfast because it had not bought rice," he said.


I stared at this strange girl in disbelief. Did he say that he had not had breakfast because he had not bought rice?


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