The Way of Love for the Doctor
SEASON 1 Part 11. Just tonight

"Why the doctor helped me. The doctor didn't help me for no reason." I'm sitting in front of him right now, having dinner at a restaurant in South Jakarta. He allowed me to pay. Cozy restaurant in one of the malls near the hospital for her choice.

"You remind me of someone..."

"Someone?"

"My mother, she also works by herself to support us, I'm her son and her sisters. Until then when I was 14 he met my stepfather. She was just like you pretending to be strong, but cried herself later. I don't know your story, ..but maybe one day we could be friends. You're willing to be more open. I've always admired women who make hard choices, stand alone for the sake of family, but you need to know receiving help is not a weakness..."

"Ohh." I smiled at him a little. "That's all?"

"Yes that's all. Unless you're hoping for something else. We can talk later..." He smiled, something else. I have long fortified myself with that hope.

"Alright, assume I accept your excuse Doc." I returned his smile.

"Can we be friends, you can call me, Don't be a doctor. Don't suspect me..." I smiled slightly as my chin-backed heard her request, looking at her while tilting my head.

He was charming as he rolled up his shirt sleeves. This dinner got me drunk...

"You know being friends is too dangerous." I still talk to him with my chin up, he orders wine and I have a low alcohol tolerance limit. I just dare to take a little sip. But this glass is somehow empty because of my stupidity... And it makes me feel like I'm talking too far, I don't know what I don't care about right now.

"If you expect too much of a friend it's dangerous. If you're disappointed in your friend it's dangerous too. Being strong is exhausting, but being broken is more painful. Guess which one I chose." I continued, somehow relieved to say it.

He didn't talk just looking at me.

"I missed Doc, I think I'm drunk on this wine, look it's empty..." I laughed and looked into his eyes boldly.

"No, you can say anything..."

"Tell me what your story is, why you're still alone." I bravely poked at his personal side.

"I've been married, I was about 26, I worked as a doctor at 22, accelerated, I've been in medicine at 16, I have an obsession with work and career because I was not from a rich family, Mama pushed to get married, but half I was not ready. I agreed to make Mama happy, but then I realized it made my wife unhappy, I was still not ready with the emotional side of being a companion as a husband, I considered his indulgence as a nuisance, if we had a child it would be even more messy, we were divorced for no more than a year, because I realized I shouldn't lock her up in our unhappy marriage. I realized I destroyed it. But it's even more unfair back then if I hold it with me. Up until now, I've only been friends with a few women..."

"Hmm. complicated life choices. You're being cruel." She laughs.

"You may be right. I'm ruthless..."

"You want to hear my story. I was married at 24. With a rich kid, my life is guaranteed, I'm the boss's mistress, but then I found out she had other than a lot of money she also had a lot of women's savings... I'm divorced because I can't close my eyes. Sean, she's my girlfriend after, but I'm just a widow with a lot of weight on my shoulders and Sean is the pride of his family, so we're not a soul mate. And I decided it was better to be a mighty woman than to bleed so many times because of love until now. How's my story, touching isn't it..." I laugh.

"Can I have another drink? Being drunk turns out to be fun, a little trying to forget the problem turns out to be a relief..." He called waitress to fill my second glass.

"You're gonna have to drive me..."

"I'll take you..." I took a sip of the wine, the bitter taste made you burn, but the slight fragrance of the fruit was tempting. "Thank you for being honest."

"Hmm .. It's because of this wine, you set me up not." She laughs.

"I like you frankly. That's better..." His eyes sparkled warm, intoxicating dinner, This Bambang is too handsome now and I want to touch his arm leaning against him once is all that is possible. Only tonight...

Tomorrow I'll be back to my usual self.

"I want to go home. Too long here I can't go home anymore..." She laughs.

"Alright come. I'll drop you. Your tolerance is very low, it's just one glass..."

"I'm not Brad Pitt's cousin,..." He laughed and pulled me by my hand to get up, I let myself wander in his arms. The driver took my car and he drove me home.

"You want to lean..." I glanced at him.

"Why are you being so kind."

"I'm good to my friend."

"I don't want to be your friend. I just need your arm last night." I hugged his arm, put my head on his shoulder and didn't care what he thought. It feels like after all these years being able to lean back like this is again a relief.

"I knew. You are cruel...." Bambang.

"I think we're the same. Let's just say we're drunk and tomorrow we won't remember this again."

"I agree. Only tonight ... Thank ye. You're a good doctor." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth of his arms.

I think I've been too brave, but he himself has offered. Tomorrow everything will be normal again. Right no?

Tonight I drank too much wine.