The Doctor's Second Wife
See doctor Damar.

Two weeks have passed since I met my invitation to dinner at Nadira's mother's house, since coming home from there until one week in a row - Nadira's mother never missed sending me a message, none of her messages I read, I read, even many times I also rejected his call, actually I feel bad because I respect him as my former lecturer but I also have to defend my decision, he said, without needing to ask the reason behind his offer I had already rejected his proposal at that very moment.

I drove my car at a moderate speed, today my son and I will visit one of the beaches not too far from our house, only 10 minutes drive away. I am truly grateful for living in a strategic area, the distance from my home to my office, my son's school and to other public places, such as markets, hospitals , and the tourist attractions are very close everything can be taken approximately 15 minutes drive, very strategic is not.

From the direction of the house, we passed a red light and then turned to the left, driving for a while and we arrived here, on a white sandy beach.

"yeii.until," Ziko cheered when the car was perfectly parked, I saw her eyes sparkling brightly, wearing her favorite blue backpack.

"yeii.who is ready to swim?" I chimed in his call.

"Ziko.ziko.." My son raised his hand high.

"Let's gooooo... " I opened the passenger door and took him to the beach.

I put down the small mat I brought from home and neatly arranged our things on it, Ziko's backpack, a bushel of food, my shoulder bag, and a few bottles of mineral water.

"Come, ma'am, "get Ziko impatient.

"okay.ok.." Curled his hands, we ran small feeling amused on the foot when touching the white sand, a smile spread perfectly on Ziko's tiny face.

"Father... " We jumped into the warm sea water in the morning, some people around us also seemed to enjoy the same atmosphere.

We were getting further and further away from the shoreline, now the water was receding so we chose to swim some distance even through a wooden dam deliberately made to break the waves before getting to the beach.

"Ziko happy?" my many.

"iya.ibu, " replied Ziko was still fun swimming here and there, Ziko was already good at swimming, indeed, he has been taking swimming lessons since Kindergarten so no wonder if now he is an expert in swimming in a fairly deep place.

Almost 30 of our manit swim, I see Jemari Ziko has begun to wrinkle, I take her to her side.. " Eat first son, "take me, Ziko thinks we both swam to the edge.

We sat side by side enjoying the provisions that had been brought from home, sausage fried rice for me and sandwiches for Ziko.

Not far from us was also seen a family who was enjoying food, two small children with Dad and his mother, who were, a crisp laugh rang out from them as the father pricked his son by snatching his son's food from the plate, before long their daughter rose to the amazement of the father who was endlessly judging her brother, they were tickling each other and endlessly laughing, I saw Ziko staring at them fixed, her eyeballs were dewy, I knew my son must be envious to see other children who could play with his father. I took a slow breath, "Am I selfish, choosing not to remarry, while my son Ziko definitely wants a Father?" Is it time to get back into a relationship?" Am I ready to love someone else, while the shadow of my husband breathing his last breath in my arms is still fixed in the head?". Ah, suddenly I feel claustrophobic and want to cry if I remember.

We came home after we were satisfied swimming and playing sand, the sun was also getting hot. After we got home to clean up and rest, Ziko fell asleep in her room, she must be exhausted.

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I lay down in my bed, all day struggling with homework makes me very sleepy, the breeze from the small window on the left side of the room makes my eyes even more cute.

drtt...drtt.. my phone rang, I swiped the green button up without clearly seeing the caller,

"Assalamualaikum.." I said.

"Walaikumsalam "answer the voice from across, the sound of a strict baritone.

"Sorry who's this with?" I fixed my position at the end of the bed.

I let out a heavy sigh, intending to disconnect but a raucous voice that sounded then made me undo the intention.

"Is that Akira?" there was a raucous sound from across the street, it must be Nadira's mother.

"Dear, this is Akira" Damar's doctor replied to Nadira's mother.

"Sorry again Akira, but I beg you very much that you want to hear my explanation regarding my wife's offer at that time "doctor Damar spoke again from across the street.

"I don't think there's anything the doctor needs to explain, I firmly reject your wife's offer" I replied in the strongest possible tone so that Doctor Damar could clearly capture my refusal.

"I beg you to listen to my wife's last request" doctor Damar now said softly, his firm voice changing softly and slowly.

I squinted my eyes, trying to recall Doctor Damar's sentence just now, "what he said was the last request, Did I not hear wrong, where did Miss Nadira go, my mind.

"about..Akira...you're still there?"

"yeh.iya, well I will meet the father, but please bring one of the fathers as a companion so that there will be no slander between us later," I told him.

"Allah ..I'll send you the location soon, thank you once again Akira, Assalamualaikum" Doctor Damar finished our call. I put my phone in the drawer, hopefully this is the right decision.

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I, the doctor Damar and his daughter Sarah, now sitting side by side in a private room in one of the famous restaurants in town P, I'm sitting uneasily , Sarah doesn't talk much either , the girl just greeted me and then got busy with the gadget in her hand.

Before long the waiter came to bring our order, then the doctor Damar had ordered food before I arrived, he had sent me a message via what's up to ask what menu I want to order for dinner, " Just think the order "my answer did not want to bother, anyway my purpose here is not to eat but to hear his explanation.

We ate in silence, there was only the clinking of the spoon against the plate, I sped up my meal, wanted this situation to end soon, while the doctor Damar ate quietly, Sarah only took a few meals , it seems he's not tasteful.

" So, what did the doctor mean to see me?" I can't wait to finish the food on my side.

Doctor Damar glanced at me, he was actually still chewing but looking at me who was impatient he put down his spoon and swallowed his food violently.

"This.." he said after sipping a glass of water, his hand thrusting a brown envelope at me, I shook my eyes at the doctor Damar and Sarah alternately, I saw the eyes of the father - the child in front of me dewy, dewy, Sarah even rubbed the tip of her eye with a finger.

"What is this" I asked.

"Open up" replied Dr. Damar .

Curse the envelope, I pull one by one the paper inside, I was surprised to see the bold lettering on the third paper.. " Stage IV Brain Cancer" I read the writing over and over, my eyes glared again clearly The name listed on the paper " NADIRA RAHMAWATI" my hand trembled, the paper I held onto the table, the paper I was holding, I looked at Sarah, the girl was already crying, she was sobbing softly. At the glance of Doctor Damar, he turned his eyes down, refusing to meet me.

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