Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 5 - Lunch

CHAPTER 5

The god waited for 2 hours until his task at the IGD was finished and he sat by the meeting room door waiting for his wife. But almost half an hour of meeting has not been completed, suddenly a doctor koas sitting right next to him giving a bottle of mineral water for the Gods.

“Doctor, this is for doctor”

Sontak Dewa turned to him and smiled thinly and then took the water bottle, “Thank you, what need are you here?”, and then took the water bottle, asked Dewa because the doctor should not be wandering in the special area of the hospital officials.

“Ah em it, I wanted to see my cousin but it turns out he was meeting”, the reason and of course it was a lie, this koas doctor deliberately went up to the 5th floor just to meet the Gods, attracted his attention.

“It is better that you return to the bottom, Doctor Regina needs you” more, gently remove the Gods.

“Actually there's a thing I don't understand ka, uh doctor. I'm ashamed to ask the other doctor”, he refused.

“What do you want to ask?”, Dewa responded to the statement of the doctor koas beside him. They also began a long discussion about medicine. The god who was indeed more senior explained the details of what his junior asked, he did not shy away from this situation because he had experienced the difficulty of becoming a doctor when there was something that was not understood.

“Now, anything else you want to ask?, was it clear?”, asked Dewa.

“Quite doctor, thank you. We recommend that doctors continue with specialist course”, he said.

Unwittingly Dwyne looked at the two with annoyance, let alone the God who smiled at the young doctor beside him “Ck, player” base, umpat Dwyne chose to wait for the two people to leave.

“Nona, don't you want to go to the cafeteria?, you should eat first because our schedule is still in several places”, said assistant D. Because after the meeting was over, everyone in the room chose to wait for Dwyne to come out first, including the Director of GB Hospital, to sit back in his chair and see that Dwyne Bradley did not leave the room.

“Hah, let's go to cantin”, the stomach that can not be compromised and collect the rations is very disturbing concentration for Dwyne. He walked haughtily out of the meeting room followed by an assistant, some hospital officials and a personal bodyguard waiting right at the door.

The god who saw his wife walking towards the elevator immediately ran over to Dwyne without saying goodbye to the woman who gave him a bottle of drinking water, just staring at the back of the God increasingly away and into the iron box following the steps of his wife.

In the elevator God and Dwyne do not greet but just silence each other.

“Emm , what do you want to eat? Let me order”

“No need”, says Dwyne.

“You have not eaten Dwyne?”, finally God opened his voice because of anxiety has passed from lunch hour his wife has not filled the stomach.

“Hem”, cold response given to Dewa.

Ting

As the elevator doors opened, the God immediately linked his fingers with the wife to the cafeteria, smiling at the non-rebellious Dwyne at this time, feeling the warmth of the hand of the woman who had become his wife. Assistant D smiled behind this stiff-looking couple, all pairs of eyes in the cafeteria shifted their focus to Dewa and Dwyne, staring in awe as well as envy at the two. Various whispers of praise were uttered all who ate in the cafeteria, not to forget about the envy aimed at the Gods.

God pulled the chair let his wife sit, “What do you want to eat?”, asked the God who slightly bent behind Dwyne with his hands held back on the table in front of her like hugging from behind.

“What do you eat?”, asked Dewa did not change his position in the slightest, he also enjoyed this moment and inhaled the scent of his female body.

“Nation of the field with rendang”, Dwyne replied quickly.

“Ok wait here”, finally Dewa stands properly and is about to walk order the menu his wife wants.

“Hey wait, don't forget to use parchment and sambalnya many”, said Dwyne very hungry. While God just nodded then smiled sweetly at his wife.

The god watched his wife eat so voraciously, he did not expect a woman like Dwyne to like local food and was not disgusted to use only her hands without a spoon. The food on the plate was not restless ludes, only a little spice that stained the corner of the lips of this beautiful woman. The God Snapper took the tissue and removed it, gently rubbing the corner area of the wife's lips.

“What else do you eat?”, the soft voice of God.

“Ck, you want me fat”, exclaimed Dwyne staring intently but God instead smiled in response to the ravings of his wife. “D, let's go now”, call his assistant who just finished his delayed lunch.

“Good miss, excuse me doctor”

Dwyne again walked haughtily, her casual appearance became a special attraction today, very beautiful and charming. Do not forget God wants to take his wife to the front door of the hospital, “You do not understand human language”, jolted Dwyne did not accept his hand back held by God. “I can walk by myself, not little boy”, throw a hand link just like that. The god was not discouraged, kept walking beside his wife making sure the woman entered the car.

“Assistant D, please let me know if you guys have reached destination”, he asked Dwyne's personal assistant. Dewa knew that Dwyne would not reply to his message, so he asked others to convey the state of his wife, because he was so worried about Dwyne who had a myriad of busy schedules outside the office.

God was still faithful to see the luxury car his wife was riding, until the four-wheeled disappeared then he re-entered the hospital preparing to visit the small clinic where he practiced.

“Cie bro, pepet hold bro”, Goda Doctor Cakra.

The smiling God smirk responded, not taking out a word. Just focus on getting some of the stuff he'll bring to the clinic.

“Dewa Doctor Wife today is very beautiful, lucky doctor. Pray that this single me has a wife like Miss Dwyne uh Madam means”, said Doctor Cakra who also admired the figure of Dwyne Bradley, yes, only to be amazed no more because maybe ordinary doctors seem to dare to approach the daughter of the hospital owner who is the target of young entrepreneurs.

“Of course I pray”, God patted his partner on the shoulder, then exited the room with a quick step towards the parking area because it should have departed 15 minutes ago.

The god of practice at two different small clinics helps a friend who is short on medical personnel, while he also has a simple practice place on the outskirts of the capital, only contracted one house to help him run his profession as a doctor. With a car that a million Gods used to drive towards its first destination today.

Tbc

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