Please Change my Destiny!
Glimmer Please

" Where is rhyme?" Ask those who were seen talking to Rima.

"Whose five are you looking for, sir?" A woman in a white uniform, Nurse.

"Those who were here!" His head still turned to the left and then to the right, like a daze.

" O Rima Doctor."

"Yeah, yes Rima doctor, yes Rima doctor." Applause once with enthusiasm when this conversation is considered to have been connected.

"Doctor Rima has gone home sir."

"Come home?" Crimped forehead showing face not trust. More on the sense of not accepting if Rima just left before they met.

"Where does Doctor Rima live?" Ask a little demanding.

The nurse looked confused, "What's the matter?" Ask.

"I? I'm his friend." Reno replied. Even he was not sure if he was still considered a friend by Rima.

Don't think the nurse believed him. Although Reno was handsome but when showing such a confused face clearly made the nurse feel suspicious. Prefer not to answer Reno's questions.

Doctor Rima is a beautiful woman, not a little man who puts his heart on her.

Unfortunately the woman has married, it's a status known to all residents of RS. Although no one ever knew the face of the man.

At least this became one of the protectors for Rima. It was also an excuse for the man who approached her.

Ck, Reno is upset. He should have run when he saw the woman. Not even he stood up like he is today and enjoyed the demanding questions he was unable to answer.

For a moment he realized to return to the foot faster, hoping to still find Rima in the corner of this hospital.

"Five." With running, sometimes you have to stop when you find a group of people who might visit patients.

Hope ended up empty when his feet after retracing on the parking block paving, while the shadow of the rhyme was not visible in the eye.

The body again jerks, when it feels the object in the flattened disinanya back vibrate.

Pufff, exhaling loudly, in fact today's task has not been completed.

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The rest of yesterday Reno spent with curiosity.

Walk confident even if it only looks outside. Inside the misgivings are still haunting.

Even if he met Rima, not necessarily the woman would want to meet him, maybe it would avoid him, he thought.

" Morning Brother." Sapa Reno was polite when he was in front of the hospital reception desk.

"Doctor Rima Damayanti exists?" His words were steady without hesitation, a sweet smile also Iya Donate. Yesterday was suspected because it showed a confused face and a little hasty.

"Oh, doctor Rima today's afternoon shift. Is there anything I can help you with, or do you want to leave a message first?" The girl continued to smile kindly, let alone face off against a handsome man like Reno. With regional dialects modified into formal languages according to him.

"What time does it start?" Reno.

"Shift afternoon starts at three. Or if you want to make an appointment can also."

Ki said above, showing a polite greeting to the interlocutor.

Reno nodded in understanding, what would happen if he made an appointment to meet with the rhyme. It's possible that Rima chose not to go to work for a thousand reasons.

"Thank you, brother," Turn around, walk away.

Maybe this is better, Reno can start the day first by working. Will be back here later in the afternoon, settle matters with the victim and also meet with Rima.

Now he's going to the factory, must focus on working first.

The spirit!

At least now he had known of Rima's whereabouts this time.

The spirit!

Get back to encouraging yourself, starting a step.

Come back after finishing his job. At half-four, Rima may have performed her duties as a medical officer. But where is the position now?

The feet stopped before moving deeper.

Did he have to go back through this hospital to find that figure.

Or ask the receptionist again. But wouldn't it be too suspicious if he just kept asking about Rima?

Hufff, a rough gust distills the brain that feels heavy.

Think, what good he did.

Hand reached into pocket, taking the phone pressing for a while as if looking for someone's contact.

With feet that kept stepping closer to the reception desk.

" Good sir, I'm already in the hospital." The phone is placed in the ear as if making a call to someone.

"Doctor Rima is there?" He asked right in front of the reception desk. Intentionally busying yourself with a cell phone in hand. Not to be impolite to the interlocutor just trying to minimize the confusion that may be read by the look of the face.

The officers had changed, just like those who served at this table, no longer the person he had met this morning.

"Oh there's ji Om, probably already on duty. go straight to his room!" The girl standing behind the reception desk.

Reno snorted in annoyance upon hearing Om's call pinned on her.

Feeling young, the age of the girl was not much different from her.

"Where's the room?"

The girl replied, without asking anything more.

A bright smile was again seen on that handsome face.

Back swinging a step to the place that the young receptionist had pointed out.

Stopped right in front of the white door. The head looked up reading a black board that read Dr. Rima Damayanti with white paint.

The heart is racing again, remembering everything that was created with Rima.

Although the beautiful painted is only a piece, but able to bring up the feeling that he had deliberately tapik.

This isn't love, is it?

Ask in the heart again trying to evade.

This may have been due to the trip down the corridor of the Hospital.

How long he stood there waiting for the woman he had crowned as a future wife.

Rima had just run an errand, it was still a long time for her to wait for the woman.

Stepping quietly near the waiting chair. Waiting for Rima's work break.

Some time is needed for the heart to return to work normally.

Open the phone to cut time to jump immediately.

The door of the room opened several times and then closed again, back and forth changing people made the head also look up.

Until dusk approached, the door opened again with a light conversation between two women who sounded.

One of them, ....

He knows that voice.

The voice that returned made his heart race unbecoming.

Moreover, that figure had appeared from behind the door. Stopping time in Reno's circle.

Until the girl stepped further away, time for Reno had not yet rolled as it should.

Even though he did not have time to shut up, looking at the two backs of women who were getting away with a joking jest that sounded increasingly soft in Reno's ears.

Rise Reno! Get up!

Follow the girl before she disappears again!

To Be Continued!

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For those of you who are waiting for the next Chapter, you can come here first.

A simple story, about two young human children.

With the reason of loving until it ends with early marriage.

Unfortunately, not always love is beautiful also applies to them. Moreover, when their story presents the interference of others because it is considered not yet established in making decisions.

A thunderous roar of cheers filled the basketball court of a city square. Some spectators even jumped and ran into the field.

The sound of a long whistle signifies the race has ended in victory at the hands of the Trimadha campus.

it's holding hands. It is very clear that they are lovers.

“You're not papa?” Lilis who clearly saw the sadness in her friend's eyes.

“We are samperin, we are samperin!” Andini who has now stirred up.

“Wait first! Clarify first! Don't play hit!” Lilis was always wise

“What's clear again? Did you see?” andini growled when she saw the man began to embrace the shoulder of the girl who was beside him.

“Come ah!” Tantri who also began to be anxious to see the act of infidelity in front of him.

This can't be allowed! This is clearly an affair. The man was the lover of their best friend, Rindi. And now that guy is with another girl? The girl they clearly knew. Heh, annoying.

Andini continues to pull Rindi's hand to approach a pair of lovers who are still cool with their own world. Assisted by Tantri, while Lilis walked behind them.

“Fery.” When Rindi mentioned the name of the man who was now in front of the four friends.

The man turned around followed by the girl. Both of them were flabbergasted, only able to stare without a word.

“You made?” Whether the question is correct or not.

Because the man's hand is still faithfully embracing the girl's shoulder, as if to illustrate that the sentence that just sounded is true. And without anyone denying anyone, either on the part of men or women.

“Basic traitor!” Andini who is now unable to resist her wrath.

“No papa! Congratulations to you!” Rindi who donated her smile in front of a couple of love affair.

He must be strong, not oppressed.

Broken heart? Can't!

Especially because of an unfaithful man. He shouldn't have cried. It just makes the situation even more sad.

Moreover, having to fight with his own friends for fighting over a man. It's good if the guy finally chooses it, if not? Then increase the portion of shame.

At least this time maybe he should give up.

“Loh how?” Screeches from Andini who seemed not to accept with a calm attitude are even more put aside with congratulations.

Where is the word congratulations from a lover who has been betrayed?

“This is fair to us. I also have a lover, I will know well if there is time!” Maybe it's okay to lie a little for the sake of self-esteem.

“Hah?” From his friends.

Rindi leaves the crime scene where there is a pair of infidelities and her three friends who look at her in wonder.

Whatwasthat? Have a lover he said?

Why this idea he did not talk first to his other friends to make them also fixated on hearing the sentence.

He kept walking down. It is undeniable that his heart is now in the middle of a ravage. Wanna cry. No! No! Hold first. There's a room where she's all her feelings.

Bugc.

“Aww,” he grimaces when a chest has been in front of him. While stroking his forehead.

Is this guy a giant? Until his head was only able to reach the chest of this person. Even he had to raise his head to see the face of the owner of the chest.

And gosh. He beat one of the players he had given support before his eyes saw his girlfriend with another girl.

Deserve high, basketball player. Inner Rindi.

“Ma-sorry sis.” He stumbled in front of the basketball player.

“You're not papa?” Smilingly.

Handsome hem. Friendliest. Maybe we can collaborate.

“Kak,” he continued with a weakened voice.

“Ya, what's up?”

“Can you ask for help?”

“What?”

Rindi did not reply, but immediately grabbed her hand and turned towards the back.

“I go home first yah!” Shouted Rindi while raising Linggar's hand which had now been in his grasp.

Linggars

He looked in amazement at one of God's creations that was now before him. And when this girl smiled, the appearance of ginsul adorning teeth added to the sweet impression. A mini body with a little filling is equipped with its chuby cheeks. Emm must be soft.

He doesn't know who this girl is. Know, even if you only know names and forms.

The girl is his level sister. And one of his friends once held a special feeling for the girl, but unfortunately his friend was late because this girl apparently had a lover.

And when the girl asked for help, she could only stare in wonder and wonder to herself about what kind of help she could give when they had just met.

He was surprised when Rindi grabbed his hand, clasped his hand and turned to the back by raising their hands high while saying goodbye to the girl's friends, maybe asking to be escorted home.

There he catches a figure he knows as Rindi's lover is holding another hand . Hem, from here he began to understand the situation. The girl's boyfriend cheated.

And now he is made a scapegoat.

Whether the title is suitable for him who does not know the storyline played by this girl and immediately pulled her into this story.

All right, let's play girl!

He also donated a smile towards the place where the former girl stood surrounded by other girls whom he knew as Rindi's friends.

It also shakes the clutches of their raised hands just to make a real impression on the game that is now dragging it.

“We're home?” Ask Rindi who was immediately taken in.

They walked out of the field holding hands. Automatically the scene is able to steal the attention of friends and supporters who are still on the field.

“I brought my own motor.” Said Rindi while trying to take off her hand.

Heh, it's delicious. Sweet is thrown away. And from now on we'll keep playing sometime.

“They still see us.” Linggar which actually further tightens the clutches of his hands.

“Save your bike where?” Linger when they've been near the parking lot.

“There.” Rindi while pointing to the right side of the square.

“Which key is your?” Linggar reached out for Rindi's motor key.

Rindi gave a key at Linggar's request.

“Arman.” The flag while raising his hand called out to someone.

“What's up?”

“Please bring me the motor, I go home with him.” After giving the key to a man known as Arman, Linggar pointed at him.

“But I came home with Lilis.” Rindi protested to him.

Lock the motor back into the hands of the Linggar.

“Yes already, we tell lilis who brought your bike home.” Linggar pulled his hand which was still in the clutches back into the field.

“Apaan not very clear!” Grumpy someone they just left behind.

Approaching friends and lovers who had just a few minutes he decided.

“Lilis.” His real appeal was looking for which figure Lilis meant Rindi among a group of people.

“Yes,” replied a girl he now believed to be Lilis.

“You please bring Rindi's motor, let me drive her home!” he said while giving the key to Rindi's motorbike.

Unconcerned his behavior increasingly frowned those who were there.

While Rindi looks sullen with advanced lips conical while glancing at her friends.

“Ayo.” The back Linggar pulled his hand which until this moment had never been separated since Rindi started holding it.

Linggar continued to bring him back out of the field which also returned to be spectacle material.

Towards the car park and approaching a red sedan. So we got in the car, the story goes.

Both? With a new man he approached.

Ahhhh she is like a murihin girl who has managed to hook a rich man.

“Kak.” Rindi wanted to raise a protest at Linggar when the man had opened the car door and pushed his shoulder to get into the car.

The ledge rotated to the side and entered sitting right beside Rindi.

“I want to change clothes first, can?” Linggar while glancing towards Rindi.

“Here? Now?” peekik Rindi who seemed to protest at Linggar who wanted to take off her clothes when they were just the two in the car.

Dinda wait there!