
Now it's been a week after I confessed my feelings to the mother of the man I love, and since then, Bu Anggi's attitude has been getting better and more attentive to me. sometimes he does not distinguish me from Lyra, his favorite daughter-in-law, I am more embarrassed and very hesitant about all his good treatment.
I realized that I was nobody, even though he wanted me to be his son-in-law, but the Doctor was not interested in me at all.I did not want to feel in the wind, and wished much for this feeling. although I get Bu Anggi's blessing, but it does not rule out the possibility that I will be disappointed when the man can not return my feelings.
He also always asked me to remain patient in the face of his son's slightly upsetting attitude.A little absurd in my opinion, why could he think that his son would one day accept me. But what's wrong I tried. my intentions are sincere and can accept many times.I hope God listens to my do'a and good intentions.
This Sunday morning, as usual, I was in the family residence Malik. I helped take care of my baby petite beloved. after finishing bathing Bu Anggi entered.
"Fa, mom asked for help you anterin provisions for sister Lyra and bang Arman to the Hospital yes.because mom still has business,"
"Okay, ma'am." I answered briefly, a little smile I engrave.
"Judah you leave now yes.moms have prepared on the table. Yandra has been waiting for you," said Bu Anggi who made me a little misbehaved when she heard about going with him.
"Well, ma'am, then I go first." I shook Bu Anggi's hand and immediately moved.
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On the way.I just keep quiet without daring to look at him. streets and high buildings seize attention, a little relieve the pounding of my heart.His cold attitude makes my guts to fantasize loved by him.
Fatimah..why do you still fantasize.let's wake up from the world of halu.
"You want to go home now?"
The question broke the silence.I tried to look at him at a glance.why did he offer me to go home? did he intentionally. so that he could be alone with brother Lyra, they had a relationship. let alone now there is Yanju among them.
astaghfirullah, O Allah forgive me for thinking ill.
"No, I want to go to the hospital to deliver Mother's custody" I replied
"Actually you don't need to go to the RS is also okay, because I can deliver it," he said, as he did not intend to take me to the RS.
I was more and more confused by him, if he didn't want to take me, but why didn't he just tell Bu Anggi that he could personally deliver it. Was he ashamed to take me? I looked back at him with a wondering heart
"Why are you looking at me like that? are you fascinated to see my good looks. hmm? uhhhaha..."
Yes you are handsome, but strange
"Hey.. Look at your saliva coming out!"
I immediately felt my lips, the hell of a time, I was so admiring and fascinated by it. Ah you cold doctor!
"Ck... what the hell, Master!who is fascinated by why your level of intelligence is so high," I argue
"Yes have to dong! we must have high self-confidence, so that pessimism in us is defeated. uh, but you do not call me master again yes. what is it that I am your employer?"
"Whatever is important don't call Mister!" resolutely
"All right, then I'll call you, Dad,"
"Mr?"
"Yes, Mr. Yandra,"
"No. exchange your calls. It's even more ngenes, do I look like the Fathers?" he did not accept
"And you have become a father,"
"What do you mean?"
"Ah, I don't mean anything," I almost slipped
"Call me Brother. And now change your style, don't be so formal. don't wear "You" or "I,"
"Call Brother?" ask me not to believe, and what does it mean not to talk too formally
"Yes, Brother. Why is it weird?"
"Ah, no.But can I call Brother?"
"Of course you can. Call ayank can too!"
The deg!
My face suddenly met. What does that mean? is he starting to have feelings for me? why did he ask me to change the call, and not to talk too formally.
Fatimah let's wake up from your dream now!!observe carefully, if you need to grab a glass, take a good look at your face, does a Handsome doctor seem to be worthy of you!!
I was still silent while discussing with my own body.I tried not to get carried away.I know he must have just bullied me. He was a strange man.
"Why is your face so red? hahaha. Your brother really likes to joke" he said as he rubbed my head gently.
Right, he's just kidding, how could he like you! never mind Fatimah, keep your feelings.You are not the standard of choice.
I just smiled at him to cover up my feelings.Alright, from now on I don't want to hope and fantasize anymore.
Seriate....