Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Willy's my best friend!

In a room, Willy was still lying unconscious. At his side was Marchel who had been sitting beside him since. The man looked deeply into the pale face of his friend.

Willy and Marchel had been best friends since childhood. They share in anything. Willy even made his own belong to Marchel as well, and vice versa. However, it had never been imagined by Marchel before that his best friend would make such a sacrifice. Sacrificing someone she loves for her best friend.

Marchel dropped a drop of her tears, with her gaze directed at Willy. He recalled Shanum's memories. Being dating for two years did not make Marchel know everything about the beautiful woman.

So this is why for two years, Shan has been so cold to me. Sometimes I feel like he's deliberately avoiding me. And stupidly I really thought it was just his character. How could I not have noticed it? Wil and Shan loved each other, but I was between them.

Until the morning, Marchel was still sitting there, waiting for Willy to wake up. Not long after, Willy's eyelashes twitched in a sign that the man would wake up. Hoarse grunts sounded like enduring pain. Making Marchel wake up from her daydream. Willy opened his eyes slowly.

"You're sober?" ask Marchel.

"Mmhh .." a small groan was heard. Willy felt a thin blanket covering his stomach as he felt pain from the incision. "I where?" Still half conscious, Willy muttered.

"You're in the hospital!"

Willy tried to gather his consciousness, his gaze scrutinizing the room. "Oh, fuck! Am I really hurt?" ask Willy when he remembers last night.

"Yes, good! Good thing it's not about the vital organs."

"Then how's the kid?" I was asking Elsa about Marchel.

"He's gone home. She didn't want to go, but I forced her. What happened last night?" ask Marchel.

"I got into a fight with some thugs who were willing to disturb the little boy. I didn't expect them to carry sharp weapons."

"Thank God, you're okay." Marchel looked down for a moment, staring at Willy's wallet which was still in his grasp. "Oh, yeah. Your wallet. I took it to take care of the administration."

Suddenly Willy fell silent, with his face turning pale. If his wallet was in Marchel's hands, his best friend would have found a photo tucked inside the wallet. Seeing the look on Marchel's face that looked different, it made Willy sure that Marchel had seen it.

"Marchel, I can tell you about the photo" Willy said. He was about to get up from his position, but the pain in the stomach again spread if a lot of moving.

"You don't move much!" Marchel drew a thin smile, yet clearly looked grim with sadness.

*****

"I'm sorry I kept everything from you this whole time. I asked Shan to do it. Shan is everything to me. I love him more than anything. Please don't blame yourself. I can't accept Shan's departure. But really, I'm fine. The night before Shan left, I was with him. He told me not to cry. Yeah, I never cried."

"That's why you're dating just any woman to cover up your feelings, right?" Both of Marchel's eyeballs were still glazed over.

"Just take the entertainment. Shan was mad at me for seeing me with another woman. I told him I would stop if I found a girl like her" Willy said, recalling his memories with the girl who owned his heart.

And I would feel guilty for being the third among you.

"Marchel, please don't blame yourself. Really, I'm fine. I'll still continue my exploration. At least dating a lot of women is pretty fun."

Marchel threw a fist at his best friend's arm. "Awas karmic. You made too many blind promises to girls" Marchel said, to a small laugh from Willy.

******

That night, Marchel unhappily returned home. She stepped into the room without caring about Michella who was whining at her, to make Sheila wonder what was with her husband.

Entering the room, Marchel sat on the sofa. He took a picture frame located on the table. Sheila always carried the photo with her wherever she went. The photo shows a beautiful woman hugging a girl in thick glasses. Marchel looked at the photo with a sad face. A speck of tears escaped just like that given the sacrifice Willy and Shanum had made for him.

Unconsciously by Marchel Sheila was behind his back. She saw her husband looking at a photo of Shanum with tears in his eyes. There was a pain that again scratched in Sheila's heart, thinking the husband still could not forget his first love. Isakan began to sound, making Marchel immediately turn his head.

"Darling, please don't misunderstand me!" marchel tried to get close to Sheila. He put the picture frame back on the table.

"Don't misunderstand how? Brother Marchel wants to say that you can't forget Brother Shan, right? Is Brother Marchel still pretending to accept me? Brother Marchel also never, pretend to be able to accept me even though it's all a lie? Now what else is this?"

"Darling, please listen to me first!" Marchel grabbed Sheila's body and pulled her into his arms. While Sheila continues to rebel, trying to let go of Marchel's embrace.

"Take me off!" Sheila pushed Marchel's chest back a few steps. "If Brother Marchel hasn't forgotten Brother Shan, why ask me to come back?"

"Darling... Don't be like this! Come here, I can explain!" Marchel softened her voice. But Sheila did not care. He stepped his foot, about to get out of the room. But just in the doorway, his head suddenly felt dizzy and he fell to the floor just like that. And, everything went dark.

Marchel, who saw Sheila pass out, ran and grabbed her body.

"Sheila.." call Marchel while patting the pale face gently.