Heart Stethoscope
The Nineteen

Take a moment out of the fatigue of campus activities. Take a break before you meet again with millions of words that are lined up and meaningful in a book. Skip the rest of the day in bright colors. Doesn't the rainbow always offer bright colors to the audience?

And enjoying His creation is one of the bright colors that adorn my day. I don't know when exactly I admire. I don't know when exactly I put the desire to always have her on the day. Enough I enjoy, even though it seems that what I am doing right now is in vain, because with this unattached relationship he can easily pass by. Like a rainbow, it offers a beauty that is unfortunately only for a short while.

Something to do with the heart is hard to figure out. Because the heart is not a computer program that can be set, it runs on its own without being controlled.

"Well, can you explain little about your life?"

I gasp. Quickly turn your eyes in the other direction. Fire chicken richeese level four was not spicy on the tongue because I enjoyed the subject I was looking at more than enjoying the food I was eating. "Doctor wants me to tell you about what?"

"Anything that can make me know you more." From what I saw, he was pungent with fire chicken richeese who was only level one. Gravely.

"Should ya? Is important?"

Galih's doctor grabbed the drink, sucked the soda into the toilet. I don't think he's gonna drink fizzy drinks for unhealthy reasons. Still because of the spiciness he drank was also finally.

"Take it in return because you also know a little about my life" he replied after finishing his drink.

"What benefit can I get if I tell my life story?"

He even laughed. Another thing I admire about him. When he laughs. "I find it difficult to find the answer, but from there I will be more sure of what I want."

Cringing. His words began to puzzle again. The end is always joking. "What does the doctor want?"

"Why are you my interview?"

Can I hit him with a chicken bone? Unfortunately, hitting people's heads let alone being older than me is disrespectful. You can tell Dad that I committed such a simple crime. "Yes, there's no need to answer, Doc."

"I'll answer after you tell me," she replied.

Why does he always make me curious? Is it that hard to answer my simple question? Well, Nana was taught to always be patient in the face of exams. Think of it as a test of the heart. Patience.

"This is his interview on a formal basis what is normal?" my many.

"As far as you. Want to wear lo-gue also possible," he replied as he leaned his back against the chair.

"No, Doc. That's not polite. Same time different generations call lo-gue. It will be a punishment."

His face turned lazy. "I'm still waiting for you to tell me rather than waiting for you to mention age."

Well, then don't make me curious if I don't want to mock you, Doc.

I'll introduce myself as I can because I just want to hear the answer to my question about Doctor Galih's wishes.

"My name is Naditya Pramesti, from Solo. My father's name is Kamal, principal of Junior High School. My mother Mulyani, I opened a catering business at home. I am an only child, twenty-one years old. That's it." Quite short, dense, and clear.

"You're an only child?" doctor Galih asked in a surprised tone.

I who was drinking then nodded. "Yes. The same father was married to a young mother, but the difficulty of heredity. After six years of marriage, my new mother became pregnant. Therefore, even though I was twenty-one years old, my father was fifty-one."

Then my presence was like a light that illuminated their lives after six years of longing for a child.

"What age did your mother marry you?"

He really wanted to interview me.

"School School straight married."

The past is clearly different from the present. In the past, the woman sometimes did not think about education, education number so important marriage because the end of the task of the woman in the kitchen. That's what my mom said.

"About eighteen years old dong?" guess what I nodded at. "You're twenty-one years old, you have no plans for the baton of your young married mother?"

My forehead frowned, I was sensitive enough to accept the question earlier. It's just that I don't want to be too confident. Because it would be dangerous if he joked about getting married. My heart may not be healthy anymore.

"Where to plan, Doc. There is no soul mate yet," I still don't.

Then it was filled with a small laugh. "Boro-boro you, I have not met my soul mate for thirty years."

"Maybe because doctors are busy with education and careers until they forget to find candidates" I guess.

He chuckled for a while before pursing his lips and trying to look away. "Or maybe I haven't met my soul mate because God wants me to meet you first."

My eyes glare. "What does this have to do with me?"

He went back to silence. The vow. This guy can always make me curious and impatient. The way he plays puzzles, the way he plays words, sometimes makes me powerless to decipher.

"You asked, what do I want? Can I answer now? But later, yeah. Not here!"

I let out a disappointed breath. "The more curious my dong?"

She laughs. "Well get out of here."

I'm nodding. Follow him who has gone first.

"Where are you going, Doc?" my many.

"Where am I going, too?" kekehnya while tidying up his shirt arms.

"Well, what the hell, Doc?"

"Monas would?"

"It's late afternoon."

"You see monas at night" he said.

"Okay."

The streets in the afternoon are more congested, as many people return home from work. Have a little patience to get to the goal. The sleepiness has started to attack me. I tried to hold on, but it was too heavy. It's the effect of sleeping for a while and waking up at four in the morning. My head leaned against the chair, pointed the head to the window and began to close my eyes.

"Ma... Nana?"

I felt someone pat my cheek, my eyes hard to open. The clap was getting more pronounced. I try to open my eyes slowly. Picking for a moment, observing the surroundings. Holy hooch! Where am I?

"Und through."

My head turned towards the person who was whispering earlier. I saw the mischievous smile of Doctor Galih.

I was in Monas.

"Udah adzan maghrib. You want to pray?"

"I'm another hitch, Doc."

"Then you wait in the car, I went to Istiqlal to pray."

Waiting for doctor Galih to finish praying, I opened the phone. Trying to call Mom, I forgot to mention the success of my drama performance today. Trying to dial Mom's number, it was not lifted. Maybe my mom is praying too. Then I'll just chat.

Me : Assalamualaikum, Mother. Bu Alhamdulillah drama Nana success thanks to a prayer from the same Mother Father:)

After sending a message, I opened the game app. Play the game hago that is my favorite right now. When I play games sometimes I like to forget time. The important thing is to focus and win.

Tuk tuk's.

I quickly looked towards the window. Galih's doctor's face looked there as he continued to tap on the window glass. I asked with a lip move.

"Down" he said.

Nodding head. I opened the car door and got out of the car. No event opens the door for an overseas Cinderella like me. He just stood next to his car.

"Well, Doc?"

"Udah. Let's go there!" bring him.

I'm nodding.

Enjoy an afternoon greeted by millions of electric lights. I stared at the monument of monas that began to emit light as the day turned into night. It is said that at the top of the monas there is gold like a flame that never goes out. It symbolizes the sacrifice of the Indonesian nation that will never be extinguished.

"My father once said. You don't have to pursue ideals as tall as the Eiffel Tower. Pretty high as monas. Because monas is very valuable for the Indonesian people. And Dad wanted me to be a precious human being not just for the family. But for the country. Every time I complain about college, Dad always says about his statement Jhon F. Kennedy; do not ask what your country has given you, but ask what you have given your country. There I thought, boro-boro for the country, for parents only I have not been able to give anything."

Unexpectedly, doctor Galih grabbed me by the shoulder. Patting her softly, while my eyes were already glazed over.

"Everything needs a process, Na. I'm sure your parents won't demand much if you're diligent. Don't be like me then, I regret that I wasted my teenage time just for the obscure rants."

Wisely. Experience is the best teacher. I'm sure doctor Galih had a lot of trouble before finally standing up as dashing as he is now. And I, someday I will lift my face without hesitation to create a victory.

"Oh yes, Doc. Said the doctor wanted to tell me about the doctor's wish." I forgot our original purpose here.

"Find a seat first, yuk!"

"Come on." I followed in his footsteps with a beating heart that was stirring because he realized his hand had not yet come down from my shoulder.

"Well, here it is."

Doctor Galih's hand slipped off my shoulder. We sat on the floor of the monas area. Long silent, I glanced at him. "What, Doc?" I'm impatient.

His response was just a small smile, it made me even more curious. "Doctor even smiles at that? What does the doctor want?"

"In the meantime, I'm still writing vocabulary first so it's not considered lebay."

"Huh? What's the connection, Doc?"

Doctor Galih just shook his head with a smile.

"Na, are you just admiring my work?"

My spit was swallowed with great difficulty. Heart palpitations are so crazy that it feels like it just wants to explode. Closing my eyes, I am not strong if I have to look at him for a long enough duration. After a little calm, my eyes opened again. His eyeballs are back to welcome my eyeballs.

"Doctors want an honest answer, what is a lie?"

"Honestly," she replied quickly.

"But I asked the doctor one thing first, what is the function of the stethoscope for?"

This time it was her turn to frown her forehead. Before he answered. "The stethoscope is a device that doctors use to listen to the working sounds of the lungs and heart."

"Oh, can't you hear the heart?"

And then I cursed myself who was too stupid to speak. I hope this is just an embarrassing dream.

"Why indeed?" He asked back.

"The reason my heart always works is abnormal every time... Each time... Every time...."

"Close to me?"

I held my breath as Doctor Galih cut off my stammering speech. Turn your face in the other direction quickly. Avoiding staring.

"Na, I know what I'm doing to you is risky. Let's just say I was too confident to think you fell in love with me. But I once said no, that I would be responsible if you baper. I want to make that happen now, Na."

I gasp. Quickly turned back towards him. "I mean, Doctor?"

"At my age it's inappropriate to date. I always want to establish a relationship in a more serious direction, if necessary I immediately apply if I am sure the same woman. And this one month, my life was pestered by a girl who had just come out of her teenage years. The girl made a difference, because every time I tried to get close to a woman, I never felt comfortable. But with you, despite your age being much younger than mine, I get comfort."

I'm confused, really don't know what to answer? Because I was too shocked by his statement.

"Well, if you want to, I want to commit to a more serious direction with you."

It's my breath. My body does not have bones that support me. Squeeze the fat. I ventured into doctor Galih's black eye iris, looking for answers as to whether all of her sentences just now were truly from the heart. And when I found him, my heart was broken.

"Doctor proposed to me?" my ask while bowing my head.

My question was met with laughter. "If you consider this a proposal, no problem. After you receive, just apply directly to your parents."

"Doctors are not kidding?" I asked again with my head down.

Suddenly my chin was pulled upwards. Again and again. His eyes are always on my retina. "Try to understand in my eyes, which part do you think is joking?"

I lowered doctor Galih's fingers off my chin. Trying not to get too consumed with his talk. It's not funny if for example I'm serious, then in the ending he's joking.

"I don't want to answer."

"Why?"

He still asks why?

Lord, strengthen the heart of your servant.

"I've heard from someone, he said that if a man is serious, the first thing he does is not ask you to be his companion. But go to your parents, ask for their blessing to make you his companion."

"You want me to do that?"

And my answer was just shrugging my shoulders.

Something more dangerous than falling in love is comfort. When comfort is in place, the heart follows. And he, he can give me a sense of comfort. At the end of the day my heart just cannot ignore it. Isn't it too soon for me to fall in love? While I was still afraid that he would be present for only a moment. Like mirages.

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