Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 99 - Jealousy

CHAPTER 99

At exactly 6 am Dwyne woke up, blinked his eyes, it felt like last night he slept sitting leaning. But now it is very comfortable and soft and warm, slowly the brown bead is open, staring to the right and left sides, empty yes that's Dwyne's mind. Waking up in his ward, who else was he looking for at the moment? Of course God, her husband.

“Where is your god?”, Dwyne sat down while slightly massaging her temples, deserted and lost perhaps it was more suitable what she felt at the moment. In the depths of his heart he felt lonely, however the presence of the God gave his own warmth in his life.

This beautiful woman was just bowed lethargic, staring at the white door, hoping to open the figure of her husband who was always attentive. “I miss you Dewa”, said Dwyne, the attention-grabbing piece of the husband spinning in his mind.

The god, who had no heart for his wife, moved Dwyne to the nursery. Of course sleeping in a sitting position is very uncomfortable, especially the woman who just gave birth a month ago. You should always take care of your health because maybe the post-operative wound has not fully recovered.

Dwyne, who was still hoping for God to come to her, was so happy that the door started to open a little slowly and definitely got wider. “Dewa?”, he said excitedly excitedly, both eyes sparkling. Sad and the pill evaporated from the heart, but unfortunately he was disappointed ya very disappointed. Because it was not her husband who entered but a woman, the food delivery officer.

“Excuse me Madam, this is breakfast”

“Ya keep it”, replied Dwyne lazy, his originally upright seat became sluggish slouching helplessly.

Though reluctant to eat, Dwyne pulls the small wheeled table over to her. Netra brown squinting when something tucked between the cutlery, do not want to waste time immediately open the wrap take pink paper overlaid bowl filled with chicken soup.

“Spend your breakfast, take medicine, then shower, change clothes I have prepared in wardrobe”

Sweet smile decorate his lips, got a note like this only Dwyne happy not to play. May he get carried away, because the gods are still so attentive to him.

“Of course I'll eat”, grasping the spoon.

“I need a lot of energy”, Dwyne nodded, from today will attract her husband's attention again then need food as a source of energy.

After food ran out and taking medicine, Dwyne took a shower, wanting to see her husband who was definitely currently waiting for Denver in front of the baby care room. Fortunately in his small bag always carrying makeup equipment, Dwyne dabbed natural lip dye and patted his cheeks using only a cushion and a thin blush. “Perfect”, he exclaimed smiling at the reflection in the mirror.

Legs so fast, graceful, still show her haughty side as the daughter of the owner of GB Hospital. It is true according to guess if the God waited for Denver right in front of the room, but dashed his wish to seek the attention of the husband. Crisp laughter disturbed Dwyne's hearing, tightness was also angry to see her husband talking to a young doctor, ah not but a prospective doctor more precisely.

“Isssh Dewa, instead of in my room, even fun here with the woman”, Dwyne's hands clenched no matter the infusion again, there is only a sense of annoyance and anger seeing both.

Not Dwyne's name if just swearing behind a wall and back away, why go? After all, he owned this hospital, the God of his legal husband, not to mention their children were receiving treatment in there. Moving their legs must have approached the two people who were still not aware of his presence.

“Sayang”, the voice of the fetid and spoiled Dwyne, do not forget one hand landed pretty on the shoulder of the husband.

The first time for God to hear his wife calling him ‘sayang’ must be his blood rustling warmly, smiling thinly in response to his beautiful woman. “His condition is getting better”, Dewa replied to the question addressed to him so casually no burden.

He brushed off that the woman had apologized, they were in the common room must have Dwyne keep his image so as not to bad in the eyes of the public.

The god did the same thing, clutching the slender waist of the wife allowed to sit on the available sofa, then peeked the top of the head of the wife. For him to pretend this brings the two's physical closer despite not knowing what is in each other's hearts and minds.

Being in the middle of a husband and wife who love each other, Sania immediately resigned from not wanting to ruin her second moment. “Doctor Dewa and My Lady excuse me, may Baby Denver soon healthy”, said Sania very sincere.

“Yes of course”, replied Dwyne, this woman enjoys her husband's hands embracing possessiveness on his waist.

“Ehem”, Deity cleared the atmosphere, “Sorry Dwyne, I didn't mean to look for chance”, the reason God lied, , verily the heart that was once sad warmed when hearing the word ‘sayang’ flowed free from the pink aunt of her candle.

Maybe if not in the hospital and the relationship is fine, God will reap the cheeks of his arrogant wife and enjoy the sweetness of pink chewy objects that now look shiny so tempting instinct as a man.

“How are you, still dizzy?”, asked Dewa but did not turn to his wife but just stared at the flat white wall in front of the two. Gods should be able to master the inner turmoil in order to hug this woman. Because Dwyne still has not forgiven him, so they are awkward when both.

“I?”, point Dwyne at her pointed nose.

“Surely good, ummmmm...thank you for taking care of me , Dewa”, said Dwyne firmly.

“Yes sure, as a doctor it's my duty. You have to be strong and keep the condition, Denver needs his mother”, said God, knocking on the floor with his black pantofel shoes, put together the two hands that desperately want to link the fingers on the finger lentik Dwyne who is now next to him.

“Hold God, Dwyne is still angry don't make herself more angry”, said the God heart make sure if the limbs do not betray his brain and heart.

While Dwyne deliberately put his hand between the distance of his body with the God, longing for the hand of the husband, want to feel the softness of the caress of God on the back of his tiny hand. “Ish, why is he silent? Didn't understand the code I gave”, grumbled Dwyne inwardly, desperately hoping God held her hand full of love.

Just so you know this feeling is really excruciating for the mother of Denver, a passionate longing can only be held in the chest. Unrevealed feelings of love are caught in the shackles of each other's egos, especially Dwyne. His tongue and lips were locked tightly only to apologize and release his love to reach the ears of God.

Both just sit quietly waiting for a pediatrician to say the condition of the baby, Dwyne is happy there is Denver among them, surely God will not run away leaving him, at least that's the belief he has.

...TBC...