
CHAPTER 109
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“Please excuse me, I'm in”, Assistant D has knocked on the door of the room several times but there is no answer from the boss lady. Finally the lady in thick glasses immediately opened the door and entered. The black net behind the narrowed glasses watched Dwyne who was leaning on her seat of greatness.
“Nona?”
There was still no answer from Dwyne, apparently the beautiful woman was daydreaming, her gaze was only straight forward looking at one point only.
Assistant D approached and stood beside Dwyne. “Nona? Are you okay?”, he asked again.
“Ah yes, did something happen?”, Dwyne gasped at the voice of her assistant.
“Your lady is daydreaming, is miss okay?”
Dwyne was eager to scream if she was not okay, her soul was elsewhere even though her body was sitting in the room. After exchanging news over a video link with the Gods a few minutes ago. Dwyne was annoyed and upset that in the spacious room where the seminar many young doctors with beautiful appearance were around the Gods.
His heart immediately burned with jealousy and sadness, moreover there was someone a woman who so gently called the name ‘Dewa’. “Oh I'll find out who that woman is”, Dwyne clenched both hands, hit her desk softly.
“Eh lady who? Where?”, confused Assistant D.
”D, what is my schedule tomorrow solid?”, tan Dwyne.
“Nona only has 1 meeting in XX building at 10 am after that back to the office”
Dwyne mustered to hear what this trusted assistant said.
Even Dwyne's stomach was hungry, he also promised God would eat after receiving the video call, now lazy to fill his stomach, he said, the disturbing voice of the woman earlier so permeated his head and disturbed the hunger in his stomach.
“Ish, why are there so many women, huh. Hah but they are all older than me”, Dwyne is still trying to calm herself down, to not contact the Gods back and interrupt the man's seminar.
“I'm sorry, you won't like what I do because I love you so much Dewa”, muttered Dwyne propping up her chin using both fists. “Eh but surely you will love it”, Dwyne turned upright and smiled widely.
The assistant just kept quiet to see the strange behavior of his young lady, he did not dare to reprimand the woman who was always good and considered her like this sister. Prefer to check the files that have been signed by Dwyne and immediately out of the CMO room.
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At night in the Bradley family home, the warm atmosphere was felt in the dining room. The presence of Dariel dinner for today is very complementary to a loving and affectionate family.
Mama Nayla always held Baby Denver even though they would enjoy dinner, while Dwyne sat by her mother's side holding hands and teased Denver to a crisp laugh . Dariel also joined in smiling warmly to see his beloved nephew more adorable and growing healthy.
“Hi, Denver. Daddy Dariel has a gift for you”, said Dariel who likes to give baby knickknacks for Denver.
“Uncle”, Dwyne glances at her twin.
“Daddy”
“Uncle”
“Daddy”
The twins fussed over the call, until Baby Denver moved the eyeballs from her mother to Dariel and continued like that until weeping from the tiredness and noise of hearing the loud voices of Dwyne and Dariel.
“Have Dariel not made my grandson cry”, Papa Ray who appeared from behind Dariel scrambled the neat hair of his only son.
Dariel grunted and looked at his sister haughtily, finally the two Rayden Bradley children stared intently at each other before enjoying the evening meal.
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After dinner, Dwyne immediately brought Denver into the room, reluctant to argue a dime with Dariel. Denver sleeps in a big bed with a gray blanket wrapped around her and gives her warmth. “Denver”, shriek Dwyne kissing cheeks puffing her son.
“Mama kangen papa, why hasn't papa called yet?”, Dwyne is really waiting for a video call from her husband. For it was only noon that he saw the face of the God and heard his voice.
Dwyne sent God a message if she was so waiting for her husband and wanted to know what God was doing now.
“God? Are you still busy? I'm waiting for a video call from you”.
Long enough for Dwyne to wait and just play his phone limp on the bed, finally this woman fell asleep unconsciously just waiting for the ringing call of the Gods.
But once every 30 minutes Dwyne wakes up, her eyes open just to check the notifications on her smartphone. Still empty there was no reply or a history of missed calls from her husband. “Huh, your God sucks”, muttered Dwyne again closed her eyes.
It felt like just one minute Dwyne entered dreamland, feeling that if there was a vibrating object on the nightstand, his hand reflexes moved and took and examined it. Her extremely heavy eyes opened immediately, fresh as she looked at the name on her phone screen.
“Dewa”, overjoyed Dwyne, rushes down from the bed to barely fall down just to ensure her best performance, Dwyne combs her matted hair and sits on the sofa receiving the call.
“God?”, a very happy twinkle emanated from both of Dwyne's brown balls.
“Darling sorry”, God's hoarse voice sounded faint from mobile phone.
God: “Dwyne, sorry dear. I overslept, finished my dinner I slept. Sorry dear, very solid schedule” days
Honestly, the god even looks tired face also has not had time to change with sleeping clothes.
Dwyne: “God wants to know not I'm waiting for you video call. Where do I think, why not tell me anything? Sending a message also does not, huh”
Dwyne pursed her pink lips and of course this was very tempting to the Gods over there. The god also touched the screen right on the chewy object that he always enjoyed it.
God: “Sorry baby, I even slept hugging the phone, it's up to you to believe it or not that obvious. I'll send word but yes suddenly fall asleep and when I wake up get a message from my beautiful wife this”
Dwyne boasted a shy smile and a tinge of red was seen on God's flat screen, oh what an adorable gesture this sweet mother of her child.
God: “My lionesses”
The muttering of God and his unlucky can still be heard clearly by Dwyne, until the look of his face changed drastically.
God: “Oh sorry dear, where is Denver? Is tonight sleeping with Mama Nayla and Papa Ray again? Why is that child more of a sister for both of us”
The God's claw laughed crisply but not at Dwyne who turned resentful at her husband and the camera pointed at the sleeping Denver.
Gods: “Sorry dear, don't get mad ya , you're not an easy-to-burn emotion”
The soft voice of the God swung beautifully he forgot if Dwyne was reluctant to be called a lioness.
...TBC...