Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 105 - Busy

CHAPTER 105

Dwyne floated a fist on the pot containing tom yum which somehow felt, sprightly some household assistants held his body, holding the cookware one did not float and scattered its contents. Dwyne went to great lengths, wasting her precious time just on cooking, ignoring Denver for 2 hours but again the result was a huge zero.

“Arrrgh, I don't want to eat that tom yum tonight”, cried Dwyne annoyed, his legs were steady stepping up the stairs. Everything in the kitchen was just stroking my chest and breathing.

BRACKET

The sound of the door closed is quite loud, fortunately Baby Denver is with her caregiver in the back garden of the house.

In the room, Dwyne checks that the smartphone is correct there are three calls from God and one message that tells him that tonight is not home. Blending the patient made the director ask for additional help from several general practitioners at GB Hospital, including Dewa.

Dwyne typed a lot of words, her thumb movement was very strong pressing the letters on an 8 inch flat screen. Both of his shoulders were shaken to channel his annoyance, many questions Dwyne wrote on the chat application.

But his common sense still works well, the removal of long, hard-earned chat in his writing. Dwyne did not want the Gods to accept her anger anymore. Taking a slow breath and exhaling, this arrogant woman again pressed letter by letter but was a little calmer and paused thinking about what word was right to say.

“God, take care of your health, me and Denver are waiting at home, Denver loves papa”

“God, even if you change, I will last throughout our marriage. I will never let you go God, will never”, wirred Dwyne in heart, so strong and steadfast.

“I don't want us to split up just because of a misunderstanding”, Dwyne looked at her wedding photo. He was completely tormented by the change in attitude of the God who always ignored him.

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GB Hospitals

The god ignored the sound and vibration on his phone, after all convinced it was just a message. Because at this time it is not possible for him to open and play the device. Many patients need more energy and help.

“Doctor, patient number 15 his body fever”, a nurse hastily approached God while carrying medical records.

“Good, come”, quick swinging footsteps from one point to another. The existence of consecutive accidents is one of the causes of the busy IGD medical team. The God and Doctor Cakra were helping each other until the time to sit down for a moment just wasn't there.

Until 1 pm the condition is stable and stretchable can be felt all, “Huh”, God's breath sits on a small iron chair in a special doctor's rest room. God checks his phone and one message from Dwyne manages to give him a new boost. But there is one less sentence, “So only Denver loves papa?”, smiling wryly, of course Dewa really hope that sentence increases one name is ‘Dwyne’.

“It's okay if only Denver, but surely papa loves Denver and Mama”, Dewa reviews smiles. Enough to know God, for Dwyne himself is meaningless. God will not break his promise to always love his woman, a loyalty to be his hold, yes only Dwyne will be no other in this marriage bond.

Jemari Dewa itchy, he also replied to the message “Thank you Denver, papa love you also”, Dewa and Dwyne have the same nature, and, always shackled in each other's minds to cause a prejudice in the couple.

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“But papa kangen same Denver”, said God disappointed, deflecting the car on a black fence that slowly opened.

Get off the car his leg movement stopped and leaned on the body of the iron horse. Instantly the security guards who saw him helped the God inside.

“Eh, your mother's daughter-in-law is sick?”, Mama Nayla is surprised at the pale condition of her daughter-in-law's face.

“Just need to rest aja mah”, replied the God relaxed and firmly do not want his mother-in-law too anxious.

“Until here aja sir, thank you”, the Lord sits in the family room, rests his whole body on a soft sofa. Massaging the temples that feel dizzy, as well as parts of his body that feel sore.

Dwyne had just stepped down from the 2nd floor, cradling Denver to relax in the back garden. His brown eyeballs caught the man he had missed from last night until his sleep was not sound. “Dewa”, call Dwyne. “When to go home?”.

“Oh Dwyne, just now. Morning handsome son papa, how are you today. Sorry papa can not be carried”, sad face of God emits. “A little bit away from Dwyne, I got the flu. Worry Denver contracted”, he concluded.

Dwyne realizes that God needs her the most, leaving Denver to his nanny and Mama Nayla. “Mah, Ma'am, I'm dropping Denver. Gods again ailing”, reason Dwyne.

Not wasting much time Dwyne reached out to her husband, offering help to hold onto him until he entered the room. “Why are you silent?”, asked Dwyne because God only stared blankly at the back of the hand on the side of his face. “Come to the room, better rest in the room. Let me help”.

“I can still walk alone, thanks for the help”, God stood up and walked towards the room, Dwyne still faithfully followed her husband.

The sound of the closed room door made God turn to his wife who was walking leisurely. Not much ado Dwyne unbuttoned her husband's shirt until it came off perfectly and the belt tied to God's waist.

“You should take a bath first God, I prepare the warm water”, Dwyne not awkward carrying a dirty shirt in hand. God enjoys the attention of the woman he loves.

A few minutes later, Dwyne's head popped out from behind the bathroom door, “God, the warm water is ready, you can walk here by yourself?”, asked Dwyne who was holding back nervously, moreover, the muscles in her husband's stomach and chest were very tempting.

“Yes sure, thanks Dwyne”, while Dewa comes in and Dwyne goes out preparing a change of clothes for her husband.

Oh was really a temptation for the Gods, when crossing paths with Dwyne. His pink lips are so seductive to want to be kissed but unfortunately he is flu, the face of God is just sour and let go of his imagination.

Dwyne was pacing back and forth in the room, she was both nervous and confused as to what to do next. It was not easy to control yourself when with the Gods, the tremors in the chest could not make Dwyne think clearly.

“Eh”, screech surprised God suddenly out bathroom.

“The clothes I have prepared”, Dwyne spoke without looking at the face of the man who was staring at me.

“Thank you”, again only that word escaped the lips of God.  

...TBC...