Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 100 - In Each Mind

CHAPTERS 100

The middle-aged woman approached the couple of young parents who were anxiously waiting for the news of her baby. The pediatrician smiles at Dewa and Dwyne, delivering the good news of Rayden Bradley's baby's rapid progress inside.

“We will observe until the afternoon, if the results are all good, then Young Master Denver can be taken home this afternoon as well, please Doctor Dewa and Mrs Dwyne understand because there are several procedures that we have to do”, explained Pediatrician.

Dewa nodded in understanding, “Thank you doctor for his help”.

“No need to hesitate Doctor God, it is my duty. Denver was a good boy and had a high fighting spirit”, smiling at Dwyne who showed a happy look on his face. “If you want to see Denver already can, please. Later the nurse will help, I'm sorry”.

“Dewa?”, call Dwyne, look her eyes very eager to see directly the state of the baby in there.

“Ayo”, God walked first to open the door, he was just as happy as Dwyne.

Dwyne smiled faintly moving her hand slightly closer to the body of the God, hoping to be grasped by the broad palm of her husband's. But again all that was pseudo, when the God walked first to leave him.

“God, huh. You suck”, grunts in heart, but only a pouting face that he showed.

“What's up? Why just shut up?”, God asked his wife to be quiet on the spot. “Why is his face bent like that?”, asked God stuck on his lips.

Step foot into the room that has a crowded decoration, and the impression of children on the wallpaper of various cartoon characters.

The officer on guard helped Dewa and Dwyne into the special room, both of whom could see Denver open their eyes. Blinking funny, her lips open slightly and move to form the letter ‘O’. His tiny hand also moves on his side, the presence of a device that sticks does not disturb this little baby.

“Hello hotshot papa, this afternoon we go home. Denver missed sleeping with papa?”, the words God successfully averted Dwyne's eyes.

“Sleep together?”, he murmured slowly. Dwyne recalls how God slept on the sofa after returning home.  “I'm sorry Dewa”, Inner Dwyne.

Dwyne holds the tiny hand that she misses so much, “Denver this mama, dear must be healthy huh. Mama.....mama and....mama and papa love you”, the sentence flowed beautifully to the eardrum of God.

A handful of his heart warmed up, “Have you forgiven me Dwyne?”, asked the God in his head. The god is always grateful to have Dwyne, although only her physique may also be her heart. Because Dwyne is the woman that the Creator sent for her. From the very beginning he saw this woman had fallen in love all the way, never once did God glance at another woman, his heart was firmly imprinted by one name, Dwyne, in his heart only Dwyne had a heart.

Dwyne is all he wants and waits for every second, God hopes his life with Dwyne treads the path of happiness, let alone Denver in their midst.

“Thank you Dwyne has completed my life. Please forgive me dear”, again and again stuck on the lips.

While Dwyne steals a look at her husband, she desperately hopes God says something that will mend their relationship. “Let's God say something, I want to hear it”, please Dwyne inwardly, breathe out softly until a few seconds without a word coming out of the lips of God.

Both of them just seemed like stupid humans immersed in their respective minds. Waiting for the couple to express their hearts and start first to improve this stretch of marriage.

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Dwyne stared haru at her son, this woman will make sure to give all the best to her son, including starting to improve the relationship with the Gods.

“Medicine for Denver is complete, come”, invite God while holding a baby bag on his shoulder. Again and again there was no finger link between a couple who were walking towards the hospital courtyard.

God does not want to attach importance to his ego to contact with the wife, because both hands Dwyne must hold tightly to the fruit of his love. In addition to the nervousness and fear of the woman his puja was not willing to accept touch.

While Dwyne is very hopeful, God holds his hand even though only up to the parking area, he is very eager to receive a warm touch of the palm of his handsome husband.

“God, I kangen”, Dwyne whine can only be in the chest. The ego within blocks the true feeling.

On the way home, Dwyne and the gods kept quiet, not exchanging a word. Always a couple of husband and wife is entangled in each other's minds. For God to love Dwyne in silence at this time is his own way. “Dwyne, dear I miss you, your voice, your laughter, your arms”, said the Lord inwardly.

“I will survive as much as I can Dwyne, I will never leave your side and Denver. Let me stay by your side even if you don't want it”, God's wit is so heartbreaking. Aware of his status position like earth and sky, God will retain his and if Dwyne wants to part, God will never allow.

Several times Dwyne glanced at her husband who was focusing on holding the steering wheel, she really did not want to lose God. The father of his son, only a God different from other men wanted to approach him. If only not ashamed and not carrying Denver, Dwyne would hug the man next to her, if necessary tie the God so that it is not far away and always under supervision.

Indeed Dwyne did not willingly laugh as crisply as God did this morning at another woman. He still clearly remembered the voice and face of the God this morning.

“No.... I will not let another woman approach you, not even a queen ant will I let. You are mine God, only for me, and I make sure your heart still loves me”, maybe if those words come out of Dwyne's lips straight away, surely this beautiful woman will be excited to say it, she said, he was so afraid of losing a god.

“Finally until”, said Dewa, after parking the car in the yard of Bradley's residence.

“Emmmm, Did you go straight back to Dewa hospital?”, asked Dwyne who was eager to answer her husband ‘not’. Biting the lower lip awaits an anxious answer.

“Not”, replied Dewa.

“Yes”, strangled Dwyne, her voice held back but a happy twinkle emanated from her brown bead as well as her beautiful face.

“Why?”, God raised his eyebrows, astonished and unclear to hear what his arrogant wife said. “But at noon I left for Unversitas, yesterday it was impossible permission today permission again”, said Dewa, worried about lagging behind material and value points for his specialist title.

Dwyne put on a smile, very happy. He glanced at the watch on his wrist, yes it is not only 2 hours that are important to have time with God, and will really be utilized as best as possible.

...TBC...