THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
EARLY MEET

This Friday, as usual. Mila returned home from the boarding school, and as usual, the beautiful girl was picked up by her beloved sister. This time Mila invites Rais to go directly to her house. Because the girl missed her two nieces.

Arriving at Rais' house, Mila looked flabbergasted. Saw some craftsmen building a place. Mila's mind was guessing what exactly the building was quite extraordinary.

"What do you want to do, Mom?"

"Practice place Maak Ara."

"Seriously? Ma'am Ara wants to open a practice, wah .. later Mila can learn about the medical world as well Ma'am Ara, nih" he said girang. His steps flew when he came to the door of the house.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am Ara." Mila said excitedly.

"Waalaikumsalam, the girl was screaming. Not good, Dek." Said Ara who appeared to be breastfeeding baby Zulvi.

"Astagfirullah, sorry, Ma'am. It's so happy, to scream." said Mila while kissing the back of the sister-in-law's hand.

"Happy why?"

"Because Mbak Ara wants to open a practice. So ... later Mila can learn a lot."

"How can you, you will be willing to go to college in Jogja. Do you want to go home every day? Not tired?"

Mila's breathing, "yes, huh? But that's okay, ma'am. Ntar if Mila pas off college, just help Ma'am Ara check the patient." His words were full of spirit.

"yes, set it. Uh, where's Mas Rais, Deck?"

"Outside, again look at the working people." Say Mila, "Hey! bad bang, let's get up. Aunty has come here, miss your laughter." Mila continued while kissing Zulva's cheek which looked very deep in his sleep.

"Will you have any future plans yet?" Ara asked while Mila was still busy with Zulva. So that makes the girl stop her kiss on the cheek of the baby.

"The front? How do you mean, Ma'am Ara?"

"Yes, criteria for a potential escort."

Mila laughs and causes baby Zulva to wake up.

"Eh his laugh do not be hard, ntar if in the horrors of the passing virgin. Not being an impersonator to you." Temptation Ara, makes Mila more open.

"Ara Maiden is funny. Pass SMA has not, has been asked the criteria. How not, try it?" Mila's still chuckling.

"The current time is not ... girls your age must have a bustle. Not even a few who have dated several times."

"That's somebody else, Ma'am. Mila never thought about it. Especially dating. Mila wants to get married without going out. Not looking after people. If you keep the expanse no how ngenesnya. If you keep the soul mate of people for five years, can be in the custody of the Bank, Mila, Ma'am."

Ara frowned, puzzled by the sister-in-law's statement, "what does the relationship have to do with dating Bank?"

"That's it! If dating, can be five years or more keep the soul mate of people without getting anything, other than nyesek. That Bank? We've been housewarming for five years, we've definitely got a house plus letters. Try it, what's not in ketawain."

Ara was open to hear the explanation of the sister, how smart the girl gave the example of the parable of people who were dating.

"Jaudah, if it's a marriage" said Ara, again making Mila chuckle.

"Oh Ma'am Ara, it is thought that marriage does not cost what?" Mila TuKas. "Fee order is okay, uh ... the candidate has not come yet," continued Mila.

In the midst of them were joking, suddenly Rais joined nimrung in their midst.

"What's this talking about? How much fun is it?"

"Mas Rais kepo."

"Kepo? Kepo what?"

"Yes Mas Rais is kepo."

The atmosphere in the house was boisterous with the arrival of Mila. In the midst of their preoccupation, suddenly in front of the house there was someone who called with a rather loud greeting. Until it makes a moment of silence.

"Who, Bi? Let Abi see?"

"Udah Mas Rais is here, let Mila find her."

"Sorry, who's it?" Mila asked as the man turned his gaze toward the sky in the courtyard of the house.

The young man turned his head, "Mira is the same Mas Rais." His words smiled, making Mila slightly piqued her heart.

"You who?" Mila said back.

"Friends of Mira."

"Mira's? Mira who, Mas. There's no such thing as Mira." Mila said a little tart. There is no reason to recognize that name.

"Who, Deck!" Shouted Ara from the direction of the living room.

"Well, that's it, Mira." Said the man in the white shirt, who was none other than Zaki.

"Zaki's? What's up Zak?"

"Ealah Mas ... Mas. Mbok said, Miss Mbak Ara, here there is no Mira." said Mila ketus, then left Zaki who is still seen standing on the porch of the house.

Ara smiled when she saw the shock of her sister-in-law. "Don't jutek-jutek, no good virgin." Brisks Ara to Mila. Which made Mila Hanga pop her lips.

"Abi? There's Zaki Bi." Ara half-screamed. "What's wrong, Zak?"

"Oh, this is for my dearest son."

"Well, thank you, yeah, so take some nicotine."

"Who was that, Mir? What a jutek."

"Mas Rais's sister." Answer Ara makes Zaki mangosteen.

"Well, Assalamualaikum, Mas. Whatchur?" Welcome Rais with a smile.

"Thank God be good, Mommy." Zaki replied after returning the greetings from Rais.

"You guys are talking, I want to take care of Zulva ama Zulvi."

"Oh, yes, Mi. Mila asked to make a drink for Mas Zaki." exclaimed Rais who was asserted by Ara.

In the room, it appears that Mila is playing with Zulvi who is not sleeping.

"Sir, make Zaki a drink, huh?"

"Yes, Ma'am." said Mila down from the top of the couch, "Oh, yes, Ma'am. Why'd he call Ara's mom, Mira?"

"Yes, that's little Ma'am's nickname."

"Owh, that's it." Jwab Mila mangosteen, his lips appear pursed.

"Why? Bull, huh?" Goda Ara's.

"Ih, handsome fuck, no. Just be usual."

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yaudah, there you make a drink, all the cakes in the refrigerator also let it be eaten with them." said Ara.

Mila immediately stepped into the kitchen, put the stove down, and cooked water in a teapot. She took out two cups of milk-white, while waiting to boil, Mila wondered at her heart. Who's Zaki? Why are you so familiar with your sister-in-law? A pal? When did the kaka-in-law have a friend named Zaki? And why Raia the older sister could know so closely. The questions are getting tangled up in Mila's brain.

"Sir, Mila! Where's the tea?" rais shouted from the porch of the house.

"Yes, Mas. Bentar's still in the mix." Mila answered, he saw a hasty teegesa stirring tea in a cup.

"Please drink it" Mila told Zaki.

The handsome young man looked fixedly at Mila. There was a soothing smile as Zaki found Mila staring at her face.