Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Throw away the past.
Shirleen was resting in her room, a room that had a million memories of her maiden days. Almost every night he passed by calling friendly with his girlfriend at that time, stupidly he used to be so cute that he refused to leave the room.
The absence of blessing from his parents or Athar's parents, made him only able to do that to throw the longing.
The pink diary is still neatly stored on her study table, one of the witnesses to the memories of her courtship with Athar. Luckily the jealous Jason had never entered his room.
The second time he occupied this room after parting ways with Athar, making him decide to improve a little, making changes to the layout of his room, throwing away all his memories for the past, it was one of his goals to stay at his parents' house this time.
He wanted to remodel the room that became the memory.
Ah, a new day is about to begin...
While in an overseas hospital, a woman was raging could not accept a reality, besides there was also a woman who looked fierce faithfully accompanied him, be anxious about what will happen next.
Well Riana realized her right leg was not perfect, the operation to amputate her leg has been completed, she who just consciously shouted and cried hysterically because she lost part of her body.
Athar will surely throw me away...
Mas Athar will definitely throw me away and come back with Shirleen, no it can't happen, my legs, I'm stumped, I'm completely disabled.
The hatred towards Shirleen grew even more, but she was helpless, only able to lament fate, swearing at Shirleen naturally only in her heart and letting everything flow like water.
Is there any hope for his recovery, can he imagine a happy household with Athar, he desperately wants that, the desire to heal still cheers up this crazy one.
He still remembers his son's face, but limitations again separate what he loves most.
Because he was still conscious, but his uncontrollable actions drove him insane, his mind refused, but his mouth kept talking nonsense, apologizing to Shirleen and blaming everything on his mother-in-law, lamenting fate, regretting having usurped Mas Athar, no, that was not what he had in mind. His mouth seemed to have a life of its own by unceasingly humiliating him. Fortunately Athar did not wait here, so he did not see the madness he realized.
He was so clueless, what was with his body, the opposite response, the thought that was not in line with the mouth, how could.
And now deformed, her legs amputated, what kind of torment is this.
"Sorry, can you tell her husband, we gave up" the doctor told Suminem as Riana fell asleep, asking Suminem to speak in her room.
Until here, because the patient is crazy, and there is no sign of healing even though various drugs have been given, he said, an experienced and certified doctor who seems to be heavy-hearted should say give up on his duties this time.
Only this time he failed in his duty, working on behalf of the oath made him have to be willing to step down with the case this time, if it continues like this he feared would even take the lives of his patients. The war was over, and he decided to raise his hand.
"Well Doc" Sad to be shown on the face of Shakira, although in her heart cried victory, is not soon she will return to her country, meet her idol, dating in Bali three days, not to mention that she will soon return home, he had long been waiting for his freedom.
That same afternoon, he immediately told Athar, he did not want to wait long.
Athar who heard the bad news that happened to his wife could only sigh deeply, it may be time.
He immediately arranged for the return of his wife and Suminem, who himself would pick up his wife.
He continued his work, tucked in a map that so shook his heart, Ah again and again his faith must waver.
I hope this decision is right.
Seriate...
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