CUTS
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This is where the two couples sit. A table in the corner of the hospital canteen made all four pairs of eyes stare at each other.

“There can explain this?” anugrah.

“I don't want to be paired with an Om-om like you.” Anggi's Celukus made all three pairs of eyes look at him. The answer was the hardness of Aisha's heart.

“So, this girl will be betrothed to Mas Rendra?” dr. Rendra spread her shoulders to hear Aisha's celebration. “I don't know. Your name is Anggi his son Aunt Ningsih?” ask doctor Rendra then at the veiled girl in front of him.

“Iya. Tell your parents to refuse this match. I already like another man and that man is in front of you at the moment.”

“Hah...” Aisyah and Iskandar compact surprised.

Aisha stared intently at Iskandar. “You cheated, Mas?” this time Anggi and Doctor Rendra were shocked.

“T-no. He's the brother of my best friend.”

“So I know him?” ask Anggia.

“He's the man you told me about while crying bombai in my room?” ask Doctor Rendra to Aisyah.

Iskandar and Doctor Rendra compactly sighed together then smiled. “So how is this? First, the man in front of me was the future husband of my sister and my future wife liked my sister's future husband. Why is it confusing like this?” said Doctor Rendra while chuckling.

“Ai, she's your sister?”

“Iya, if you want to marry her have to pass me first.” Said Doctor Rendra acting as an alert sister.

“No need, Brother. Just like me. My brother is better than Om-om not doing this.”

“Anggia, don't say that. That's not polite.” Said Iskandar full of emphasis to make Anggia lowered his head in fear.

“I'm sorry for Anggia's remark. Please be advised, she is still too young.” Iskandar sage.

“Then what about my sister? She is also a girl and must be jealous to see your closeness.” Doctor Rendra defended the younger brother.

Again Iskandar took a deep breath. “So how is this? I got the trust from Anggia's parents to bring her together with Doctor.” Said Iskandar and then Dr. Rendra's bead looked at the girl next to his future brother-in-law.

“Looks like I should talk to both of you, can we split the table?” asked Doctor Rendra looking at the bead in the eyes of the veiled girl in front of him.

“Kak,” whine Anggia.

“Go, This is a public place.it is permissible for you to meet your future husband in a place like this but do not open your veil.”

“It looks like my sister's choice is right.” Syndir Doctor Rendra then moved to a table not far from there. Anggia followed from behind with a restless feeling. The 19-year-old girl was a little frightened from being away from Iskandar. He also spoke to a grown man this time.

“Sit!”

Well, Anggia's guess is correct. This man in front of him must be acting like an adult pretentiously ordered him.

“Your name is Princess Anggia, 19 years old?” Anggia nodded small.

“You must have known my name and age until you call me om-om.”

Glegs…

Anggia gets more frightened until he continues to look down while biting his lower lip behind the veil. “So you were so loud, why is it silent now?”

Doctor Rendra casually looked at the girl in front of him who kept his head down. “Speak, this is your last chance before this matchmaking happens.”

Anggia lifted her face and looked at the doctor's face, “I don't want to follow this matchmaking. Please cancel!”

“Give the best and logical reason to cancel this matchmaking.”

“First, I don't like Doctor. Second, I like other men and the Doctor already knows that. Third, I don't want to get married now. I am still young and not ready to be a wife let alone a mother. Just imagine not!”

“Then do you have any idea to cancel this matchmaking? Because honestly I don't have any ideas at all. I was too busy taking care of patients to not have time to think of any ideas.”

Well, come out of his arrogant nature…

“Look, do whatever you think can undo our matchmaking. I'll just come along! Hows it? Fair enough right?” haggard Doctor Rendra makes Anggia confused. This is not what he wanted. The doctor should contribute a little energy instead of waiting to be done. He has to work hard on his own.

“Mana can be so. We want to cancel this match, but why am I working alone? This is not fair!” the protest was also hurtling from the mouth of Anggia.

Doctor Rendra smiled slightly, “There is no us! There is only you. Who wants to cancel this matchmaking is you are not us.” Anggia. How could he misunderstand the words of this grown man in front of him.

“Doctor told me to find an idea to cancel this matchmaking. That means the doctor also wants to cancel our arranged marriage right?”

“No, I cannot go against the will of my parents. If you want to cancel please! I do not forbid.”

“Doctor is washing hands so. It's free if I'm the one who tries while the doctor wants to be good. We have to work together to succeed this even the doctor is waiting to be sorted out. Where fair so.” Anggia again protested.

While they were arguing, at another table Iskandar was teasing Aisha who was caught crying because of seeing her talking to Anggia.

“Other times ask first do not go so directly. It would be a misunderstanding like this.” Iskandar.

“Then who is the girl that Mas met in the cafe yesterday?”

“Hem, that's my sister-to-be.”

Aisha frowned at Iskandar. “Call brother?”

“Let me tell you for now I just need you to believe the same. Can you?” iskandar asked, looking at the bead in the eyes of the girl who would soon become his wife.

“My grandparents and Grandpa are here, I want to take you to meet them. When do you have time?” Aisha thought for a moment. “Then how tomorrow?” ask Iskandar again.

“What if they don't like me?” Aisha hesitated a little.

Iskandar smiled, “Insya Allah as long as our intentions are good. God will make it easier. Besides your brother, do your parents know about me?” Aisyah shakes.

“Mas says no need to rush. So, I haven't told them. What else they are taking care of the matchmaking Brother. Let them focus on that first. Are they okay? Looks like, that girl really likes you, Mas.”

“Why do I think so?”

“Why does he like me? It's because he's comfortable with a grown man. If he can get close to your brother, he will definitely feel comfortable as well. Just need time.”

“Hopefully.”

“Where's your script?” todong Iskandar made Aisyah surprised.

“I think we'll spend time talking like people dating.”

“Aisyahhhh.

“Iya-iya.” Aisyah took out the script and gave it to Iskandar. While at the back table, the two human children still have not met an agreement until,-

“Consideration to Doctor Rendra, Sp.N requested to ER, immediately!”

Rendra picked up the pen in his suit pocket and then pulled Anggia's hand and immediately wrote her mobile number there. “Contact me for the continuation of your plan!”

“Ai, Is, I go first.” Doctor Rendra immediately ran towards the ER room. While Anggia was still glued to the spot staring at his hand. Unknowingly, he smiled slightly but his heart suddenly skipped a beat like he was running a marathon.

“Anggia, let's go home!”

“Dek,”

“Hah?” the gentle claps of Aisha's hands awakened Anggia from her daydream.

“What's up, Brother?” ask Iskandar like a confused person.

“Ayo, home!”

“Ai, can you please deliver Anggia?” pinta Iskandar's. Aisyah nodded small while smiling. They split up at the hospital. Iskandar chose to go home. He wants to see Grandpa and Grandma.

At home, a couple just woke up at two in the afternoon. They had just slept after dawn and woke up in a state of Wulan on the bed and Anugrah on the lower floor. The atmosphere seemed awkward as they woke up in one room. A glimpse of last night's events slightly sent the two back into silent mode. Nothing happened between them but the closeness that was established last night became something new and of course awkward.

Anugrah woke up from her sleep and went to the bathroom. While Wulan could not say anything until Anugrah disappeared behind the bathroom door. Wulan turned her head as Anugrah came out of the bathroom. Wulan thought she would see Anugrah's bare chest but her mind was wrong. Anugrah has changed her shirt and wears shorts below the knee. Only her hair looks wet.

Wulan saw some scars on Anugrah's arms and calves. “Come, I'll take you to your room!” Without waiting for Wulan's reply, Anugrah had already carried Wulan like last night and brought her to the room.

“Assala-mua-ala-ikum.” Greetings were cut off from Iskandar's mouth which had just entered the house. What a sight is this during the day with the sister's hair wet.

While Wulan who was in the sling Anugrah felt then and unconsciously just buried her face in the chest of the husband.

“Walaikumsalam, Kak.”

Iskandar went in and went straight to his grandparents' room. “It seems not to have come home.” murmured then stepped foot into the kitchen. Whereas in Wulan's room, “You went to the bathroom? Bibik is not there, Papa sent a message that they have gone to the apple orchard.”

Not without reason Wulan woke up. Besides being hungry, he also wanted to shirk but should he ask Anugrah for help? but just who else did he ask for help, couldn't possibly be the same Iskandar right???

“Em, I want to shower.” Lirih Wulan's.

Anugrah directly pushed Wulan wheelchair towards the closet, “Choose your change of clothes!” Wulan took a change of clothes including the inside material. Anugrah again pushed the wife's wheelchair towards the bathroom. He took his wife's clothes and put them in a place that was easy to reach. "What's here until?” Wulan nodded.

Anugrah knew what his wife was thinking. He took a piece of cloth and covered his waist to his feet. “I'm not a bastard who will take advantage of you. Can I hold it around my neck so it's done quickly?” said Anugrah slightly lowered her head until the faces of the two faced.

Slowly, Wulan tied his hand to the neck of Anugrah and then slightly raised, Anugrah managed to pull the clothes under the wife. The cloth that had been tied around Wulan's waist was able to cover Wulan's body perfectly. But is Grace okay?

Instinctively male he may not be okay but if you remember how the hatred of Wulan against him. So just imagine, Anugrah did not dare. “The top clothes you can handle by yourself right?”

Wulan nodded, “After I came out, cover the cloth up to your shoulder. Then shower! Call me when you're ready!”

Anugrah came out and waited for Wulan in front of the bathroom. While waiting for Wulan, he was engrossed in surfing in cyberspace.

“A, has your wife changed her mind?” a message from his high school friend who owns a cafe.

“Not yet and I don't think it's the time right now. He will focus on his healing first.”

“OK, I'm still waiting for him.”

“Sip..”

“You ready?” the sound of knocking shocked Anugrah.

He opened the door and saw Wulan who had changed clothes with a canal until it did not require Anugrah to dress under her clothes only Wulan forgot something. He hasn't worn his tailcloth yet.

Anugrah knew that there was something Wulan wanted to convey, he also saw the third cloth hidden in his grasp.

“Let me help!” Anugrah approached and his head was right beside Wulan's head until the two were like people hugging. One hand Anugrah grabbed the sacred object in Wulan's hand and tried to measure with her hand so as not to reverse.

Wulan's heart returned to the trantrum, her chest was so tight that she had to take a deep breath to make her chest go up and down. Many times, both of them swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. Being in this condition makes both of them suffer greatly and go awry.

The triangular object is installed perfectly and the back of the shirt has also been tidied up by Anugrah.

“Come, we eat!”

Anugrah pushed the Wulan wheelchair towards the kitchen. The husband and wife were surprised by the amazing sight where the brother was wearing an appron and with his hands was struggling beautifully on the stove.

“You're hungry, right? The aunt could live without food. Be seated! Soon ready.”

“What wind, Brother?”

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Hayoooo....if you become Wulan, what do you do????

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