Sincerity Love Doctor Dikta
Chapter 3 The Problem of Alana

Dikta had just come out of the operating room with Dr. Anita, as a heart specialist who also dealt with the child's illness. Their handled operation went smoothly, even though Dikta was only as an escort inside. Because it has to do with heart problems.

“We succeeded, this is all thanks to you Dikta.” Praise Anita while smiling at Dikta.

Dikta shook his head. “This is all by the power of God and also because of you. Especially the prayers of his family that continue to accompany him. Look there, they did not stop praying for their struggling child inside,” Dikta replied with his eyes pointing towards the little boy's family.

Anita also followed the direction of Dikta's eyes. His lips put on a thin smile and felt touched to see the sight “ak, their prayers are very powerful for our operation today,” continued Anita.

Dikta nodded and said goodbye to Anita to approach her patient's parents and deliver the good news. In his heart he was grateful for being able to save the boy.

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The clock on the wall was pointed at four o'clock in the afternoon, Alana had to return home and was forced to leave Rafka again. He also explained the situation to Rafka when he woke up. Although the age of his son is still very small to understand his affairs but Rafka is a smart child. He even smiled and said it was okay to know Alana could not take care of him again for tonight.

Alana kisses Rafka's cheeks and forehead while she covers her son's body.

“Mama is sure tomorrow you will be cured, your fever has gone down. Mom goes home first, baby. Tomorrow, mama's gonna pick up Rafka. Sorry mama who can not accompany Rafka here,” said Alana. After that Alana took her bag and rushed out. When you open the door, it opens first from the outside.

The figure of Dikta in his white coat now stood before him and looked towards him. Dikta's gaze was also fixed on Alana's hand holding her bag as if preparing to go home.

“Where are you going?” tanya Dikta was rather awkward.

Alana immediately lowered her gaze and replied. “I have to go home.”

Dikta scrunched his forehead, “You want to leave your son again?” ask Dikta.

Alana did not answer, but bit her lip. He was confused as to what to answer in front of Dikta.

Dikta who saw Alana not answering could only sigh softly. Then go back to saying “If you have any business, at least tell your husband to come here. Shouldn't she take care of her son?!” continue Dikta again.

Alana immediately raised her face back and looked at Dikta with her own silent gaze. Tears just came down. Dikta was of course shocked to see Alana's reaction arriving like that.

“My husband is dead, then how can I tell the dead to take care of my son,” Alana replied in a soft voice.

Alana's husband died a few months ago. He died from an accident that hit him and breathed in this hospital as well. That's why Alana didn't feel at home for long in this hospital, because this hospital reminds her of her husband who's gone. However, the reason for leaving Rafka is not that. Alana must meet her family who always forced her to remarry when her heart still loves her husband. Actually from the morning he had been called by his mother to go home and meet the man who would be betrothed by him. Alana could ignore him. But when his mother brought the name Rafka in that case, Alana realized. He should see his mother soon.

Dikta felt guilty because he did not know it and made Alana sad.

“Sorry, I don't know. It seems like I have been presumptuous to talk to you like that,” Dikta said while looking sincerely at Alana.

Alana wiped her tears and smiled again. “It's okay, you don't know anyway. I nitip Rafka yes.”

“Alright,” replied Dikta without asking again.

After that Dikta marginalized his body and gave Alana a way out. Alana came out immediately after thanking Dikta. And Dikta could only look at Alana who was getting away from his sight. Having not met for a long time makes Dikta not know what about Alana. More about her husband who is gone. Dikta closed the door again, he returned to his main purpose of coming to the room.

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“I came,” said Alana by arriving at her parents.

Winda, the mother of Alana immediately turned to her. His face immediately beamed in series when he saw Alana.

“Well, here comes the wait. Here dear,” call Winda on Alana still with her innocent smile.

The man who was sitting in front of his mother also turned his head and looked at him. But Alana ignored him, Alana immediately passed him without having to say hello and sit next to her mother.

”Look at Yog, my daughter is so beautiful isn't she. Om sure you must really like it” said Liam, father of Alana.

Yoga, the man who will be betrothed to Alana just nodded and smiled at Liam. “Yes, she is still beautiful even though she has children,” replied Yoga while looking at the look of Alana who is beautiful. Very different from the woman he met out there.

“So how, did you agree to marry this aunt's daughter?” ask the Winda expectantly.

Alana smiled cynically, how could both her parents make a decision without asking her first. They decided his life. Alana will not stay silent. His eyes were immediately fixed on Yoga who was also looking towards him.

“How can you match me to a man who is not necessarily better than my late husband” snorted Alana while staring at Yoga with a look of disdain.

Winda and Liam instantly gasped at what Alana said.

“ALANA!!” Hardik Liam on Alana.

Alana glanced at Liam then smiled mockingly.

“Why? What did I say wrong, Dad? I just want to know his quality so he dares to show his face in front of me.” Alana continued again as if challenging Liam.

Winda really did not expect, he immediately threw a slap on Alana's cheek.

“You're outrageous Alana. You have humiliated both of your parents who have good intentions on you,” grumbled Winda. Vinda doesn't care if Alana has to be in pain because of her slap. Alana's words make her really embarrassed by Yoga, her future daughter-in-law.

Alana held onto her cheek that was flushed red from the former slap. Then he looked back at the face of the mother who had raised him with a hateful look. “I don't want to marry her, if mom wants a wedding. Why didn't mom just marry him?”

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