Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 106 - The Lioness

CHAPTER 106

The god lay on top of the sofa bed, enveloping his cold hot body. Trying to close his eyes tightly, but the presence of Dwyne who always looked at him, forced God to sit talking from heart to heart to his arrogant wife.

“Is there anything you want to say?”, God still does not show excessive expression. He takes care of himself and protects himself from the false hopes Dwyne used to give.

“Umm... Dewa”, Dwyne helplessly continued the sentence that was stuck on her lips, she bit the lower lip withstanding the urge of tears that forced her out of her eyes.

“What's up? Denver was fine, right?”, the mind of God was only on his son, and his words had succeeded in making Dwyne's cry break.

By holding the chest feels so tight Dwyne continues to cry, it feels like now God only pays attention to his baby no matter how he feels and what he wants.

“Tell Dwyne what is it?”, the God approached the woman who was silent on the spot, only her crying voice was heard. “All is well right?”, anxious God, his gaze turned serious, he also tried to calm the wife but Dwyne still cried even stronger.

“You evil Dewa”, Dwyne glared sharply.  Pushing her husband's weak body back one step to the last. “God? God I apologize for my attitude all this time”, cried Dwyne so bitterly. He let go of all his ego and pride by apologizing first for his mistakes. “God forgive my stupid attitude”, Dwyne sobbed and then shrank the tears from the cheeks.

“I'm sorry I'm too much to blame you for the loss of Dafa, I can't take reality for granted until it makes our marriage and our relationship move away like this”, said Dwyne slightly lowered her head, she was ashamed of her husband who had been patient.

“Hey I've forgiven you, don't cry like this, don't waste your energy”, God cupped Dwyne's red cheeks.

Dwyne was honest about what she felt after staying away from the Gods moreover for two weeks over this her heart and mind were severely tormented day and night. His jealousy towards Sania was revealed despite enduring embarrassment.

“So you are jealous?”, asked Dewa to smile, the headache he suffered slightly disappeared because of Dwyne's heart words.

Dwyne nodded weakly, then heard God's explanation of the reason why he had changed his attitude and what had been buried in his chest all this time. This handsome doctor did not expect that the mother of his child also felt the same way.

“So?”

“So you want to forgive me, Dewa?”, looking pity at her husband who smiled warmly, Dwyne longs for this sweet smile of her husband. Getting an answer from her husband even though it was not words, Dwyne remained convinced Dea's heart was only for her. “Can I hug Dewa?”, the famous Dwyne indifferently asked permission just to hug the husband.

“Sorry Dwyne, don't”, God replied, oh no matter how Dwyne widened her eyes, did her husband still refuse and apologize for her. Though he is sincere from the heart, repairing a tenuous relationship is not easy .

Dwyne inched backwards and pouted, this spoiled attitude that God rarely saw was extremely adorable. “Not that you've forgiven me but. But why am I...... I can't ask for a hug?”.

God pulled his arrogant wife who is like a lioness outside but her heart is very soft “That's because I have Dwyne flu, I don't want to be contagious to you and Denver”, explained Dewa. Let alone a hug, even more God gave only to his wife, honestly he also misses the warm embrace of Dwyne's body and inhale the fragrant aroma that always makes him opiate.

“There is no need to apologize, not your fault”, God holds both soft hands belonging to Dwyne, but instantly his eyes are directed at Dwyne's fingers book, knife wounds are clearly drawn. “This why? This wound should not be left, sit I obati”, God move quickly take the city of medicine in his bag. “Where's his hand? You haven't answered why?”, God cleans the wound and gives medicine and bandages the wound.

Dwyne started telling me why her hand was hurt, and it was still hot from holding the chili last night. Really she wanted to run away and throw away her face, the crisp laughter of God because the effort of Dwyne to cook it for her husband was not deterred and worthy of appreciation.

“Sorry, yesterday there were many patients”, the hand of God outstretched caressing the top of the head of the wife, channeling a sense of restrained during both inner wars. “Dwyne we know I'm tormented away from you?” Dewa summed up Dwyne's beautiful and haughty face, “Even I would rejoice if indeed you would not accept me again, but I will still survive for Denver”, continued Dewa.

Dwyne wanted to gently rub her husband's handsome face, but unfortunately her palm was filled with medicine by the Gods. “God you should also know, if at any time I do not want to share love with anyone, if the feeling in here is gone, at least I will use my power to keep you beside me”, I will, Dwyne pointed at her husband's chest field.

Both of them smile late in the conversation that has only been expressed in their hearts.

“I will not allow any woman to approach you not even ants will”, hiss Dwyne is very excessive. God laughed at Dwyne's words, trivial but pleasing.

“Ah God, sorry should you break”, Dwyne pulled a hand from the top of her husband's lap.

“I only need one hour to sleep”, carving a sweet smile pampering the view of Dwyne Bradley. The god began to lay down on the sofa bed but his hands were pulled by the woman who was a few minutes ago crying.

“Do not here, in bed we are better and comfortable”, great-grandson Dwyne is embarrassed to say it.

If only God had not the flu and his head was not dizzy, it was certain that Dwyne would have run out in his hands right now. The god is eager to embrace and confine Dwyne under his power, the more the god sees the tempting pink lips the more he can't stand.

“Thank you dear, emmm Dwyne where is Denver? Didn't he look for you?”, gently banish God.

“You kicked me out huh?”, Dwyne threw away her face and frowned because the Gods refused to be with her.

While Dewa scratches the nose bone that does not itch, “Begini darling, I am sick do not reach you infected”, said Dewa, yes it is true but that is the number 2 reason he kicked Dwyne out of the room.

“No want”, Dwyne sulks even sitting on the edge of the bed showing her smooth shoulders, very stubborn indeed. Finally the God tried to close his eyes as much as possible, so that the beautiful scenery in front of him did not increasingly make what had stiffened become tormented.

“Ah dear, why are you so happy to torment me”, muttered God, and unfortunately Dwyne's sharp ears are able to hear that slow sentence

“Torting what? I'm not –“, instantly two beautiful beads are wide-eyed because God pulled this woman's hand and landed her somewhere

...TBC...