The Teacher And Doctors Love Story
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"I'm sorry, maybe you're talking wrong!" say Yoga

Instantly the woman changed her expression with embarrassment. "Sorry," he looked down

"May I know your name?"

"Andini Azzahra's. Just call Zahra,"

"Alright, Oya. My name is Yoga" said the man and was nodding back by Zahra

"Have you eaten? Here I bring him some food, hold him for a while, "Yoga handed the baby to Zahara, he took the chicken porridge he had bought for the woman.

"But this afternoon I had eaten," he said hesitantly when Yoga offered a cup containing the porridge.

"Eat, it's already night so you need a lot of intake otherwise your baby will starve. Here let me put him in a crib." Yoga took the baby and put him in the crib on the side of the bed.

Zahra received the Yoga gruel she was feeding quietly, occasionally their gazes met. Yoga was eager to know the background of this woman before him, but he did not want to rush patiently waiting for the right time to ask that.

After she finished eating, Zahra looked at Yoga who sat down again before her after putting a used bowl on the table.

"Mas Yoga, once again I say thank you very much for all the great help to me," he said sincerely

Yoga nodded with a faint smile in response to the woman's words. "Zahra, may I know about you?"

The woman sighed whole-chestedly to supply oxygen in the oral cavity. It seemed like he had to tell the fate of the plight he was living.

"Mas, I'm an orphan. Before marriage I lived in one of the orphanages as a nanny for abandoned children housed by the foundation. The beginning of my meeting with my husband when he became one of the donors in the orphanage foundation. Just two months of introductions she asked the foundation's mother for permission to ask me. We ended up getting married without the blessing of our parents.

Five months into our marriage, Mas Arif had an accident and died. At that time my pregnancy had been running for three months, but the Arif family came to take all the relics from his son. But I'm still grateful they're taking me to live in her parents' house.

But it turns out that I just found out that they only wanted my baby, when I found out about all that, I didn't want to give my son away. Until now I'll keep him because he's the only one I have from Arif!"

With tears flowing with the woman's words. "Once again I apologize sometimes unconsciously call Mas Yoga as mas Arif. Me, I just miss him. If only he had lived my life wouldn't be like this." Zahra wept bitterly as she tucked away the edge of the blanket that covered part of her legs that were still stretched straight.

Yoga looked at Zahra with concern. "I'm sorry, I didn't know your journey was so heartbreaking. Calm down you don't mind much, focus on your baby!"

"Thank you, Mas. I'm sorry if I've been troubling you," he said

"Ah, not at all. Then I go home first, I'll ask the nurse to take care of you in this room. Tomorrow noon after I get home from the hospital I'll be here again. Oya, I forgot to tell you, I'm a cardiologist in charge of Malik Saputra Hospital." said yoga to the woman.

"Yes, thanks again. May Allah repay all the kindness of Mas Yoga."

Yoga secured Do'a Zahra with a wry smile as she stepped out of the room.

***

This is the last day Fatimah took her exam. Earlier this morning they had made an appointment, after returning home school Yandra would pick up Fatimah to fithing the dress in one of the butiq.

Dek, just go home by taxi online. Later Abang pick up at home, because Abang still has patients, so do not have time to pick us up a little afternoon.

Such was the message received by Fatimah interrupted her waiting in front of the school gate. Finally the girl understood the busyness of her future husband. He immediately ordered a taxi online.

"Sir, can you follow the car in front?" ask Fatimah to the driver

"Can't Mama." The driver added a little speed so as not to lose track by the car in front of him.

The girl began to question a lot in her brain. He went back to checking the message that Yandra had sent. Still nothing changed in the message, that there were patients he had to deal with, but why was it outside the hospital. Is the patient outside the hospital? ah I don't know Fatimah doesn't want to bother thinking about it she just wants to make sure where Yandra goes.

His eyes were still focused on looking at the body of the car from behind not one bit apart from him, he was afraid of losing track. Not how long the car slowed down and entered a cafe that is quite famous for luxury.

Fatimah saw Yandra coming out while calling someone, and went inside the cafe.

After paying the online taxi fare, Fatimah immediately came out. Slowly but surely the steps come into the cafe. Fatimah saw Yandra enter the Private room .

The girl's heart beats. Why did the man enter the special room at the Cafe. Maybe he'll meet his client or friend. But why would he lie?

With the level of clumsiness of the girl who was so struggling, then in a hurry he opened the door of the room. Fatimah has resigned if later she will bear the shame or will be angered by her future husband who is important all his future missed.

***

"Mas, why are you so brave? why don't you give me a chance to make you fall in love with me. It's just a matter of time! even I can resign from the police if you want! I don't want to part with you, I love you so much!"

"Sorry Wi, it's not a matter of time, but I'm comfortable and I love her. I hope you can accept my decision!"

"No. I don't want to part with you!" Widi immediately stood up and hugged Yandra with Erat. "I miss you so much, Mom!"

Cklekk!

The door of the room was open. Fatimah was stunned by the sight that made her eyes hot.His lips were unable to speak.

"Fatimah!" Yandra immediately distanced her body from Widi's embrace.

Fatimah immediately left the room. He walked so fast while wiping away his tears that had soaked his cheeks.

"Fatimah...wait Brother!" Yandra was chasing after the girl.

Fatimah no longer looked back, she focused on the pain felt. So that Yandra call no longer he ignored.

"Fatimahs.... Watch out!!"

Brakk!!

Fatimah hurriedly crossed without looking left and right, so a motorcycle hit her from the side.

"Fatimahs. Deck, you're okay..." Yandra embraces the body of the girl who is still moaning to endure the pain.

Seriate....

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