The Way of Love for the Doctor
SEASON 1 Part 3's. Are You Good?

My head hurts, Mama cried all night because I slapped Ardy and his beloved son and then didn't come home until three days.

I feel guilty.

But Ardy's behavior can't be tolerated anymore. Can't he not get involved with the rich guy's kids. Their money has no series, but I even have a car from the office facelitas. Couldn't she lighten the burden I carried on my own. I regretted agreeing to her request to go to that university. I should have sent him to Jogja or Malang.

If only Papa was still there... Maybe I can still tell him. I don't have the patience to face Ardy. But Papa always had a gap to talk to Ardy, while Mama was too weak-hearted to anything Ardy asked for.

I just finished a meeting at headquarters. It's only two o'clock but it feels really tired. Old widow bawel! It may be true what Ardy said.I'm not a happy single, but I'm an old widow.

I was married once. Dream wedding, my 24th birthday, princess meet prince story. My husband is a rich man's 28-year-old son, my life is assured. But my dream only lasted a year because in the sixth month I finally knew my husband had two other mistresses plus an unofficial girlfriend. I feel like a fool lying outright...

Nah! I wouldn't let myself live such a big lie.

After that my life changed 180°, that dream life ended, I got divorced, started my career from the bottom. Before long Papa began to get sickly, Mama was also unstable because of Papa's influence.

For years I tried my hardest to work for recognition because I could see I finally had to stand up for my family. I'm a widow, my reputation no longer supports getting a prince. All I can do is stand by myself.

The wounds of divorce made me see love differently. My trust is broken, my status is a widow that sometimes makes people think I can easily be invited to be involved in a momentary relationship.

The accumulated experience of failed personal relationships over the years is enough to make me believe it is better to stand on my own feet. I shut myself down because of the many disappointments I had.

I think finally, happy is seeing my family fulfilled. I'm not young anymore, . It's enough to be devoted to Mama. Makes her happy at the end of her life. Not less than one.

But each path has its own challenges. Life is never easy.

"Mom, the secretary said Mr. Vincent asked for a budget meeting at 4." Dhea greeted me directly with an internal meeting schedule.

"OKAY. It's 4 o'clock. Which one should I sign." Work is still piling up, already Ardy is not a child, later also if the money runs out he goes home for money.

Budget meetings with several unit heads last long until the end of 6 hours, because they have a lot of demand.

At the end of the meeting a message notification came to my phone. From Lenna, my sister.

'Sister, Mama kaya relapsed again.' I took a breath and massaged my head reading it. While the others have come out I am still sitting.

Mama has a chronic stomach ulcer. If she relapses, even she can't get out of bed, can't eat, sometimes it ends she has to be unlocked.

I called Lenna.

"The medicine still exists? Ask for a prescription to doctor Rina, the power can be immediately redeemed right." Lenna I can count on now. He can always help me.

"So, this is me at the pharmacy. The rest of the one, I buy it again."

"Yes already. I'll be home soon." I hung up.

"Is anyone sick?" It turns out that Bambang is still beside me. I thought he was out.

"Well, just mama who's relapsing again?"

"Ohh, gastritis, GERD, ulcer or IBS?" If you talk to the doctor, the details of the question must be immediately.

"Previously GERD was diagnosed."

"It's bad, just so it can be handled."

"There's an ordinary recipe."

"Diresepin Prilosec?"

My phone rang from my mom later. Lenna at the pharmacy is she okay. I lifted it straight away.

"Yes Ma."

"Mel, find your brother why he hasn't come home Mel. Mama's phone didn't pick up." I let out a breath.

"Yes ntar Mel looking. Mama rest. I'm coming home." His son was great, he could take care of himself. Always treated rich little kids. I didn't think it through. But that's his son anyway.

"Sir Vincent there's still something to talk about."

"No, it's all that." He's quiet for a second. "You need help with Mama? Let Dr. Hendra check on your mom, bring her here. If it's bad, it's not so."

"That's right, Mama's only got a lot of thoughts... Thank you Mr . Then I go back to my room, sir. Mr. night." I need to find Ardy now. Bring back the mother's favorite child.

"Yes night..." I disappeared from the room back into my own room. Tried to call Ardy, but he wouldn't pick up my phone of course. This kid he didn't know Mama was thinking about him until he got sick.

Repeatedly calling did not produce results I was upset. My sister never appreciated what I did for her.

I go home, on the street I try again. He reached the basement when he was finally called back by Ardy.

"Go home! Mama's sick thinking you're not coming home beloved..." I went straight to the core of the conversation without shady aling-aling again.

"I don't want to go home. I want to stay alone. Don't take care of me anymore,..." And hearing his words instantly gave me a headache.

"Can't! It's good, Mama where agreed you snekos, as good as you go home malem, as if you are tired, sick added sick tuh Mama. You don't macem. Now home!"

"I can live alone. Cape dengerin sister with Mama every day, anyway I do not want to go home. Send 5 million to my account now, I'm looking for kos! I live in my apartment, brother don't bother taking care of me!"

"Lu think I'm lo's ATM, you don't macem-macem!Now home! Kasian Mama!" As if asking for 5 million he thinks I'm meticulous money in a tree!

"Whatever my brother won't be home! Hye!"

"Ary!" He just hung up on me.

"Be careful!"

"Geeh!" Someone pushed my shoulder to the side, I didn't notice the crowded streets of the parking area, I almost had a car shake.

"Well, if you walk, don't call..." Since when was he behind me. Did he hear all my words.

"sorry. Thank you, sir." Suddenly I felt ashamed to listen to everything I said. And my eyes are heating up in spite of hearing Ardy want to go. She must have made Mama sad and it was my fault for slapping her.

"Are you good?"

That phrase. For a long time no one asked me if I was okay. Why do I suddenly feel this bad.

"I'm good. Thank you Sir, ... I have to go back. Thanks again..." Suddenly I felt like crying. I turned around and immediately left my Boss quickly because my tears suddenly gave me no time.

I don't care about politeness anymore, it's not better if I suddenly cry in front of him, it's even more embarrassing. Which professional cries in front of his boss.

I just want to cry in my own car.

Because I was alone all this time.

Everything will be fine, I just need to strengthen myself.