Please, Love Me
Uneasily

"All right, no problem."

"Fitri, you're young and you're very beautiful, your path is still very long, isn't that how we can have fun?"

"No one will be able to manage you this and that, you're free now."

I don't know what his best friend thought, he changed his attitude so quickly and smiled with pleasure.

"Don't be sad, okay?" goda.

Fitri put her lips on a funny look towards Angel. "Who is sad? From then on you continued to babble, without listening to what I had to say."

Angel also chuckles amusedly. "Yes-yes, what does my sweet friend want to say?"

"We graduated, isn't it time to find a job to connect?"

"I'm a widow now, having to go the extra mile to support myself."

"Hey, Fitri." Angel brings the face closer to her, making Fitri reflex to rewind with perfectly rounded eyes.

"Didn't my father own a private hospital in the cimangi area? I'll persuade him that we can work there." He also smiled widely.

"Anything?" Fitri repeated with a slight raise of her eyebrows.

Given that Hendri's house is also located in the area there.

"Why?" ask Angel curious.

"It's nothing." He immediately shook his head without wanting to tell the truth. Are they not husband and wife anymore, what should he think, working there also does not allow him to meet her ex-husband.

"Wait, you mean we'll work there through the deep lane? Isn't it a little cheating?" Fitri seemed doubtful.

"Lack what? The hospital also has conditions and regulations, we just need to meet those conditions."

"When it's accepted or not, it depends on our ability and luck."

Angel's words made him shake his head, his best friend's words could change quickly.

"Alright, I'm depending on you, buddy." Finally, he nodded in agreement, and forgot about Hendri's problem in an instant.

At night, the almost perfect body man threw his weight hard on the mattress, what makes his brain and heart raging in the middle of the night.

He tried to close his eyes repeatedly, trying to melt himself in sleep. However, the effort did not succeed.

"Gosh," he cried in a slightly rough voice, lifting his body and sitting on the bed.

"What happened to me?" She squeezed her hair a little.

In silence, the eyes looked straight ahead, illuminated by a slightly dim sleeping lamp.

Feeling a bit of a different vibe to his heart when he remembered the woman.

Yeah, who else if not the woman he just divorced this afternoon.

"What is he doing now?" his inner. Grabbing a cell phone and staring at a photo of the young woman next to her in a white wedding dress.

Yes, the wedding photo with Fitri, inexplicably his heart even moved to remember the sudden marriage.

His lips slightly curved thinly forming a crescent moon when shifting the photo where Fitri was pouting, when he was tired of being constantly arranged to do the posture style.

"Little stealth base." Unknowingly he muttered in his solitude.

Just a few seconds after talking to himself, he suddenly regained his senses and released his postel quickly.

"What am I doing?" Then rubbed his face trying to wake up from the collision that came out of nowhere.

"You only love one Dinda, don't you? Yeah, just Dinda, there's no other woman." He went back to talking to himself.