
Early in the morning Mira got a visit from the local government officials such as the chairman of Rw and Rt and his wife. They regret the incident that Mira experienced.
"Then I was shopping for vegetables, a beautiful woman came to us. He asked a man named Mira. Then he showed me a photo. I think it's Neng Mira's family. I don't know what they're talking about because after that because I came home."
Beautiful woman looking for Mira? There's no way that's Dion's wife. Obviously no one knows their relationship as well as the perpetrators themselves. It can be concluded that the person is Dion's man. Mira smiled at the people who visited her but her brain kept spinning thinking of a surefire strategy to deal with Dion.
"We are very sorry that this incident happened in our neighborhood" said Mr. RW with a regretful face.
"It's okay, sir, it's only natural that people misunderstand me because of my circumstances. But my mom and dad obviously knew the story."
"Cepet healed, Neng Mira, don't feel at home in the hospital. Even though here the building is spacious just serem."
"Fear of a nurse passing by and not retracing, Mom?" asked Mira while chuckling.
Mira is grateful to be around people who love her. Not bringing up his past. Life is like that there are always pros, cons and neutrals. It is difficult if our lives just want to be respected, and please others. Life being yourself without meddling in other people's affairs is much more enjoyable.
Fahmi just came after last night he was looking after Mira. The man's friendly smile greeted the people who visited Mira. "I'm sorry I just arrived" he said politely.
"No papa, Doc. We'll be home soon too. These fathers have to work if the house wants to remain cool," replied Mr. Rw's wife.
Everyone laughed at Mr. RW's wife's reply. Soon they came home because they had to chase with work time.
"Where is sick?" asked Fahmi while pulling a bench to sit near Mira. Instead of answering, Mira laughed softly. "I laugh, I'm a doctor."
"Funny thing, the doctor helped me a lot. Even as a husband who day looks after his wife."
"I think I still remember the tips to be a standby husband. That's why I apply it to you so I don't forget." They looked at each other, smiled at each other and then looked away from each other. "Want to eat fruit?" asked Fahmi to expel the awkwardness that suddenly came.
"It's too early to eat fruit, Doc. Doc ...," call Mira.
"Yes?" Fahmi's voice was so soft as he answered the call from Mira. His gaze was so shady that it brought forth incomprehensible shakes.
"Can I ask for help? But maybe this will trouble the doctor a little."
"If I am able I will try but if not I hope you are not disappointed. Tell me what should I do?" The sweetness.
Mira seemed to doubt.
"Tell me," Fahmi said again.
"I think what happened yesterday was Him."
"He? ... You mean the bad guy who tricked you?"
Mira nodded confirming Fahmi's guess. Nothing about the bad guy, anyway who said also brother yes.
"Yes, he sent me threats that I wouldn't stay away from this town. I wanted to be quiet after that meeting at the airport. But apparently he wanted to invite me to war his term."
"Maybe, that's why he knows where I live. Emh gini, I think I need the role of a doctor to protect me and this baby. The doctor can refuse if he can't do it." Mira looked at Fahmi, "Pretend to be my future husband, Doc."
Fahmi laughs at Mira's request, and soon he gets control of himself. "Pretending or being a real husband?" asked Fahmi with a wicked smile.
"Pretend it, Doc."
Fahmi gets up from her seat because the nurse tells him that it is time for a patient visit. "I think I'm a real husband." The sentence was spoken slowly by Fahmi but Mira could still hear it because their position was not too far away.
Is this the max? Should Mira think the handsome widower doctor has a crush on her?
Mira recalled her initial goal, she grabbed her phone that had been brought by Bu RW. He immediately typed a message for someone.
I think with me silent the problem between us is over. It turned out that my mind was wrong, a secret veil I was trying to cover but you wanted to open it. If you want that, I will serve it. You think I'm stupid and don't know what you're doing. You're weakening Dion too much. Your strategy is read by Dion's opponent. His intention to be away from your family but instead your family even more worried about me. Ask your Mas who I am for him after this incident.
A message was sent, complete with a photo of Fahmi asleep in a chair with her head in place where Mira was lying. The message is read by the recipient. Dion grabbed his phone.
Damn, how did he know it was me. Ck woman is not neat at work.
Dion said in his heart. True he was wrong strategy and as a result of his mistake his movement space became narrower. Dion reread the message and grew furious. He had to think of another way after this. Although Mira's body is small but her brain cannot be underestimated.
"What's wrong with you, Mom?" ask Nafa. It turns out that Dion's behavior was being watched by his wife.
"Nothing, nothing dear. Huh!" Dion thrust out his phone because Mira's message could only be opened by him. Even if his wife fiddles with his cell phone.
Nafa returned the phone to the husband, "There's nothing."
"There was nothing" Dion felt victorious. "I've been waiting for you at the office. I'm leaving first huh, love you." Not to forget he landed a kiss on the forehead and lips of the wife.
Dion: Don't be happy with you, Mira. This is not a novel story where the main cast will always win.
Mira: Yeah I know, but I'm not the lead either as in a flying fish sinteron. Where when oppressed will be silent.
mira laughed reading a reply from Dion. He could not wait to see the man's expression when Fahmi later said that he was his future wife. He laughed softly imagining Dion's current expression.
The outpatient room door opened, leaving Mira shocked. He thought it was Dion who was coming to attack him directly. Adelia came. "Well, not school?"
"Pure. Lagian Kak Mira makes one house worried tau. Udah said to live with us even ngeyel live in that house. Alone again," Adelia's cerocos.
"I'm sorry, it won't be again."
"So?"
"Yes, I will follow your request."
"That's dong, don't have any new incidents. Thankfully it still survived. Just imagine that Fahmi is late. What is the fate of the baby, Brother Mira. It's not just Mira who will regret it, we will too." Adelia kept nagging like a hostess who was charging rent.