Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Will wait

Marchel sat pondering in her room, leaning her back on the bed. His gaze was empty, with puffy eyes. Her thoughts were only on Sheila who had suddenly disappeared from the hospital mysteriously.

Two weeks later, Sheila disappeared. He went somewhere. Even Marchel has reported Sheila's disappearance to the police. However, the wife is lost as if swallowed by the earth. There's no sign of her existence.

Since his departure, Marchel's world has come to a standstill for the second time. However, it was Sheila's departure that greatly hurt her, more than the time Shanum left. Now, the man can only hope to soon find his wife in good condition.

The man felt an empty spot next to him. Sheila, who was a few months ago, was still accompanying her in the room.

Sheila's shadow appeared in her mind. How sweet and sweet a seventeen-year-old girl he brought home as a wife.

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The sound of knocking on the door blew his daydream. Mom opened the door after she didn't get any advice. Enter into the room with a tray containing breakfast menu for his son.

"Marchel.." call mom.

Marchel did not budge. His gaze is still empty.

"Mom brought breakfast for you. Eat first, son! Since Sheila's departure you haven't eaten properly at all."

"How can I eat, Mom! My wife is out there alone. I don't know what happened to her, where she is, and if she's okay."

"But you have to take care of your health to find Sheila."

Marchel sighed, closing her eyes for a moment. "I want to be alone, Mom. Please out!"

The middle-aged woman wiped away her tears. Never before had his son been so heartbroken. When Shanum left, Marchel was still able to live well and looked mediocre. However, Sheila's departure completely shattered him, as if the sky had collapsed on him.

Rising from the bed, Marchel grabbed the towel hanging in the corner of the room. Not long after, he came out of the bathroom and changed his clothes.

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The weather was very clear that morning.

Marchel had just arrived at a funeral complex belonging to his extended family. During these two weeks, almost every day he visited the tomb of his little daughter.

Carrying a bunch of white roses, Marchel approached a still-wet tomb. Crouching on the side of the tomb. A headstone made of teak wood bearing the name Angel is engraved beautifully there.

Something caught Marchel's attention. On top of her child's navel there is a white rose and also a small teddy bear like just placed there.

"Who's here? Is Sheila?" muttered.

Marchel immediately rose from her crouching position, circulating her gaze to every corner of the vast place. There was no sign of any other human being there other than him, and some tomb guards.

"Sir, who just came here?" ask him to a man who guards the tomb.

The man seemed to be thinking, remembering how many people had visited the cemetery complex.

"There are some people. But only one person I don't know" the man replied as he scratched his head.

"How's the guy, sir? And what did he say when he came here?"

"A young girl. He said he was going to Angel's grave. He was carrying a teddy bear and also a bunch of white roses. He just got out when Dr. Marchel came in. Maybe he's still outside."

Without asking much, Marchel immediately ran out looking for the figure she thought was Sheila. However, when he got there, there was no one. There was only a super luxurious car driving away from that place.

"Sheila!" marchel shouted to call the name of his wife. Until several times shouting the name, there did not appear the figure called.

The man went around looking, but found no sign of his wife.

"I'm sure it must be Sheila. Yeah, he must have been the one with the little teddy bear."

A moment later, Marchel returned to the guard post, pulled out his cell phone and showed the man guarding the tomb.

"Is this the man, sir?" ask him while giving his phone.

The man grabbed Marchel's phone, his eyebrows furrowing at the photo of a glasses girl on the screen.

"How, Sir? Is this the guy?" Marchel asked once more.

"Yes, this is the guy. He who came earlier brought a doll and a white rose." He looked back at the photo, assuring that he had not remembered it wrong. "Yes, this is the guy. Right!"

Marchel sighed, between relief and worry. At least Sheila is alive and well.

***

Marchel stepped out of the cemetery with a small teddy bear that Sheila had placed in her son's grave. He got into the car and sat leaning there, looking at the little teddy bear.

"Sheila's... You're where? Where am I supposed to find you? I know you're still very angry and disappointed in me. But I'll keep looking for you, and wait until whenever your anger subsides. And we're gonna start all over again."

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