Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 47 - Because of the Kick

CHAPTER 47

The god was preparing to return home from the clinic, slightly stretching his body as he was tired of completing his educational administration process. Suddenly the voice of the phone made his eyes narrow, it was unusual for Papa Rayden to contact him at night.

“Iya Pah, I'm in klinik”

“What?, yes Pah. God come home soon, thanks for the information Pah”

The god hung up the phone, walked quickly into the car and stepped on the accelerator impatiently after receiving news of his father-in-law.

Dewa arrived at 11 pm to the house of his in-laws, a fairly fast time indeed because the road before midnight was very slow. God was anxious because his wife was sick but would not receive treatment to the hospital.

“Your wife is in the room, Dewa”, said Papa Rayden who was standing near the stairs.

“Iya Pah, thank you”, little God ran up the stairs, then opened the door slowly. “Dwyne”, finally found a beautiful woman sleeping on a sofa and without blankets. The god took a blanket over the bed covering Dwyne's body which exposed her shoulders and thighs. “Before dear, I took a bath first”, kissed the woman's forehead.

“I don't want to give you a chance, you are just like any other man, always making promises without being able to fulfill it”, Dwyne raved in sleep, Sontak God stopped his footsteps towards the bathroom.

“I'm different dear”, whispered God right in Dwyne's ear, then continued in the bathroom.

“Hah? Just now what?”, Dwyne gasped for feeling something, immediately sitting down circulating a glance at her very quiet room. Looking back at the smartphone but no message or call from God.

“Maybe I dream”, he murmured and continued to sleep.

Just closing her eyes, Dwyne heard the sound of the bathroom door shifting, her eyes widening. Dwyne clenched both hands under the blanket. “There may be foreigners can enter here”, his great-grandson.

Of course, because this high-security house in addition to being closely guarded by many officers there is a system that helps protect from the threat of irresponsible parties.

Dwyne sharpened his ears, one's footsteps were getting closer and even approached him, he could hear the sound of the breath. “What kind of crazy person enters this house?, until using ku” soap, Dwyne's head is teleh preparing to take a swing to punch the stranger.

“You were wrong against me, I made a battered kau”, inner Dwyne.

The blanket used shifted slightly, Dwyne was sure this stranger was a perverted man. “Haaaaa”, wife of Dewa Bagas Darka kicked a strong body that was only wrapped in a white towel cloth, maybe if not in a strong hold had escaped falling to the floor.

“Basic of perverted men, how dare to find trouble with me, huh?", Dwyne grabbed hair and floated fists in the air. “DEWA?”, she realized that it was not a foreign man who entered her room but her husband.

“Ahhh, Dwyne what are you eating today?”, moaning pain, because his stomach got a kick and buttocks and spine are very painful felt. “My wife is strong once”, God complained of pain because he was not ready to get an attack so suddenly, he thought his woman had fallen asleep.

Dwyne who was right on top of her husband's body was just unmoved, a true sense of guilt filled her heart. “God, I....I accidentally”, said Dwyne.

As soon as the handsome doctor turned his head to look at the woman who was only using a spaghetti-styled home dress, he first heard a Dwyne changing her voice into a slow, arrogant voice accompanying in a sentence that came out of her lips.

“Dwyne, I was wrong. I'm sorry”, God tried to get up but was restrained by a beautiful figure sitting on his stomach. “Honey can you wake up?”, lirih Dewa.

“Ah yes, sorry Dewa”, help the husband stand up even memapah Dewa on the bed.

The god just smiled, again the first time to hear the apology escaped from the pink lips of the wife. ”Not a problem”, Dewa took a breath, as a result of Dwyne's kick gave him a feeling of nausea.

“Where are you going?”, ask this beautiful haired beauty.

“I want to grab the medicine box inside sana”, point God at the small closet.

“Ehem, Dwyne can help me apply this ointment on the back?”, pinta Dewa find it difficult if treating the back of his back.

“APA?, you...., alright”, Dwyne who was about to get angry because she had to touch her husband's skin does not so after remembering he was the one who caused all this to happen.

The god lay face down on the bed, waiting for the woman to apply ointment on the back, ”Dwyne, baby why are you silent?”, the head of God looked back.

“Yesterday night and last morning she was cold, now like nothing happened”, inner Dwyne felt strange to her husband.

“Dwyne, I'm freezing”

“Hah? What?, wait a minute”, Dwyne began to remove a little ointment on the index finger and touch the skin of the back of the God trembling, of course this is the first time for him to touch the skin of a man other than family, when Dariel and Papa Rayden were used to it, they even hugged their twin brother with exposed abdominal muscles.

The god smiled amusedly and sucked his head on the green gloved pillow, wanting to laugh because really this wife had not come into contact with the man. “You okay Dwyne?”.

“No, indeed I why?”, a haughty tone of voice came back out of Dwyne Bradley's mouth. “Finished”, he said feeling relieved, exhaling a rough breath.

“This hasn't”, God loosened the towel and pointed at the reddened buttocks.

“APA?, just treat yourself, command too much”, Dwyne throws ointment on the bed and rushes out of the room. But a few seconds later he came back and picked up the ointment lying on the side of the Gods. “Do not have gloves?”, he asked like an innocent boy, really do not want to touch the skin of the sensitive area.

“No, for what?”, Dewa was astonished by the wife's question.

“If it wasn't me who hurt her, where might I want to touch you Dewa”, Dwyne grumbled inwardly with a heart rhythm that was timid.

“Quick Dwyne, I chilled”.

“Ck, bahel”, exciting Dwyne Bradley.

Close the eyes treat the body of the back of the God who looks bruised, rush until the lump of ointment was on the skin of the God. ”Done, have you?, I want to sleep. Move to”, drive Dwyne to her husband.

“Do you have the heart to see your husband sleeping on the sofa?, come on Dwyne my back is sore”, said the god a little sad. “Can I sleep here tonight?”, pointing at the padded mattress.

“Ah come, but remember that you made more bruises than now, understand?”, Dwyne put on her haughty face.

“What do you think I'm going to do?”, God deliberately approached Dwyne even the forehead of the two almost touched.

“What?”, Dwyne stared intently at Dewa.”Of course like this, remember not to approach”, said Dwyne a little nervous.

The god who longs to hear the babble of the wife laughs lightly and clasps the hips of the woman in front of him who is nervous, “Like this?”, pecking pink lips that had been blabbering at him.

...TBC...

...*****...

Ask for his spirit and support for othor, likes, comments and gifts as well as his vote in waiting for the shekali

Thank you 🥰