The Secound Choice's
Satu
Train speed began to slow down sign the stop station was getting closer. The cute-faced slender girl had prepared to go down.
The girl who works as a doctor in a hospital also walked towards the exit. A speck of clear liquid dripped from her eye patch, as fast as lightning the girl wiped it not want anyone to know.
The girl stopped her steps in the long chair at the end of the corridor because her phone ring did not stop ringing earlier.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Papa" he said
"Wa'alaikum salam. Where have you been, Fa?" answer someone from behind the phone.
"So again bothered, Syifa just got off the train."
"And papa said it! don't leave if you really can't deal with it, son. You really inherited your mother's stubbornness!" the voice is a bit high
"That's a sign that Syifa is really Mama's son." The girl named Syifa smiled, remembering the figure of the woman she loved so much at the far end of Sumatra.
"Wedding's tomorrow, right?"
"Yes, Pa."
"Then my mom and dad are leaving right now. Don't do anything no-no. At least wait until you get there!"
"Do you think Syifa will ruin their marriage? hah .. Your son is not spreading the most papa-loving woman yes! hahaha ...."
"Hey! are you guys talking about me!!" the voice of the woman who is very familiar Syifa was heard from there.
"Hm ... mom!! miss you!"
"Miss you too, honey. What are you guys talking about?" the woman now has a monopoly on her husband's mobile phone.
"Darling! that's my hape! spekaeer! speakers!"
"Ih .. What is this brother! no nutmeg I brought this hapemu run!"
"Hm .. began to occur household quarrels that are not intermittent!!" syifa said annoyed but a wider smile was on her sweet face.
The girl put a listening device into her ear and walked forward to stop the taxi. His body wanted to immediately lean in a more comfortable place, the four-hour trip made him tired and wanted to close his eyes for a moment before reaching his destination.
"Sir to this address yes!" Syifa showed me her phone.
"You've been in a cab, honey."
"Hm .. Yes, Ma! just keep fighting, Syifa will sleep soundly after this!" said the girl leaned back.
"Heeeiii, don't try to fall asleep in a taxi huh. It'll take you somewhere!!"
"Yes, Ma. No really! it's melek ni melek. Syifa just wants to collapse!" Syifa put her body in the back seat of the car.
"Eh, her daughter's the most beautiful mama! sit down, son. Sit down!!! don't act weird my girl! you were in a taxi, you came to a village! I don't know which one is good. Sit down!! don't sleep! force your eyes for a while until you go to the house of the new Hamish you sleep. If you don't, just call the Hamish, tell him to pick you up!"
"Eh, not la Ma! yes yes, do not sleep this Syifa, yakan ma'am. I'm not sleeping, am I?"
"Who are you calling mom?"
"Driver taxi, mama!"
"Eh, the woman's the cab driver?"
"Hm!!"
"Oh, yes, that's it. Sleep, you sleep! but let's find out your address to him!"
"aaa! bye, sleep with me!"
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A man in a black T-shirt stands with his hands on the balcony walls of a two-story house. His gaze was straight ahead but there was no point that became the focus of his view.
"Yes Allah. Is this the best, but why should I!"
"Anything parents should take precedence. Until whenever the services of both parents can never be reciprocated, if this happiness is present you must try to make it happen, Zi. Love will come with time!"
"But I love others! I love him so much, he's my life. From the beginning all I knew was him, maybe ever since that love appeared in my heart was just his name there. Never once was there anyone else! this is not fair!!"
Angels and demons seem to fight on his right and left, expressing their opinions and strengthening the heart of the owner of this troubled heart.
"Zi!! look who's coming!!! Down, Son. Syifa is coming!" the sound of the middle-aged woman's cry brought Fauzi's daydream to a halt.
"Shyfa!!" the man named Fauzi immediately came out of his room.
Fauzi ran down the stairs, a slim figure welcoming him with her trademark smile. I wanted the man to embrace the figure.
"Hey!! be carefull! tomorrow you'll be a bride!" Syifa ruffled waist
"Oh my God, this child! how long have you guys not met haah!!" women in black hijab also scolded the man who acted like a child.
"How are my princes the cabiiii!!!" Fauzi pinched both of Syifa's cheeks. Princes was his favorite calling from long ago.
"Oh, who's the cabi! I'm already slim! just look at my cheeks are so thin! yes, Mother!" whinek Syifa to Amelia, the woman in the black veil.
"Yes, yeah. Tyruus! skullcaps ..." whispered Fauzi in Syifa's ear
"Zi! take Syifa to eat there! you haven't eaten in the morning either!" amelia. Syifa's eyes rounded hearing Amelia's words just now.
"From morning have not eaten?! want to diet sir! to make her bridal dress to be made!!" Syifa crossed her arms in the chest. His eyes glare.
"Mom, Doctor! geez!" Fauzi raised his two hands that were united above his head.
"Let's eat fast! where's the kitchen, Mommy?" Amelia smiled and pointed to the right.
The house that Amelia and her husband lived in was the inherited house of Amelia's parents. After her husband retired they decided to return to Amelia's hometown, Surabaya.
Fauzi, their only child, works as a soldier who now serves in Bandung.
Syifa, the first child of a married couple who works as a heart specialist and a housewife. Based in the city of Medan. Syifa is also a doctor like her papa, but still the general practitioner has not taken a specialist. The girl was still comfortable with her current status. Choosing to stay away from his parents has long been his reason for wanting to be independent and feel how to live without relying on parents. That's his life principle.
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