Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 74 - Watching You

CHAPTER 74

Outside the action room Mama Nayla, Papa Rayden, Dariel, Denna, Papa Adam, Stefan, Steve, and Barra and Brady faithfully accompany Dwyne, giving the best prayer. Oma Anggi and Opa Dave first go home with Papi Leo and Mami Kezia who come to give strength to Mama Nayla as well as Dwyne.

“Denna darling you should go home, Ok?, papa don't want papa ailing”'s daughter, Papa Ray stroking the smooth cheeks of her youngest daughter.

“But I want here reward, anyway at home there is no one”, complained Denna.

“Let papa persuade mama to come home yes, at home there is oma and opa”

“Ummmm, fine but papa should always tell you about brother”, the spoiled voice of Denna draped beautifully in someone's ear.

“Of course”, Papa Rayden pulls the nose of his youngest daughter, “Honey you should go home and rest, let Dwyne me and Dariel take care of her. After all inside there are Gods and Samantha”.

“But Ray, I'm afraid”, reject Mama Nayla.

“Yes I understand, if you need to ask Stefan and Steve to stay at home, how Adam do you agree right?”, Rayden patted his cousin's sister on the shoulder.

“Oh, sure. Please take the two bad boys to your home”, said Papa Adam.

Finally Mama Nayla, Denna, went home first with Stefan and Steve who stayed at home to warm the atmosphere.

Barra and Brady return to Armend's house, and Barra hugs Dariel. He was struck by the state of Dwyne, but when he met in London the beautiful woman was very fine.

“Send my regards to Dwyne”, Barra said.

“Thank you Bro”

While in the room, God always looked at Dwyne's face not he diverted at all, so waiting for the lentic eyelids to open. Doctor Samantha is waiting for her nephew to wake up.

“Your god can lie in an empty gurney”, said Doctor Samantha.

“Thank you Doctor”, God just smiled.

He stared at Dwyne's pale face that almost seemed not drained of blood, several times the God kissed his forehead and the top of his female head and whispered words so that the closed eyes were immediately open.

“Honey, I promise to take care of you and our son”

“I'm sorry Dwyne”

The sleepy god still tried to open both eyes, even though his head had been hit 3 times backwards.

“Eungg”, languid Dwyne.

“Darling?”, God opened his eyes as did Doctor Samantha who directly approached her nephew.

“Emmm, my head is giddy”, Dwyne is so weak it is almost inaudible

“Honey it's me, which part hurts?”, asked the God of happiness, haru, sadness and anger mixed into one. God was very curious since when Dwyne knew she was pregnant, why not talk to her, no matter how she was the father of the child conceived by Dwyne.

“Your stomach is fine, right? Doesn't hurt?”

“God, don't ask your wife many questions”, remind Samantha.

Dwyne massaged her pulsating head, opened her eyes slowly and turned to the side, like a man's dream that had only been the shadows felt so close and real.

“Dariel?”, call Dwyne make God's eyebrows wrinkled.

“Dariel why is your face so similar to Dewa?”, Dwyne's voice is so weak and powerless. “Even because I miss him too much, until my twin face looks like Dewa”, Dwyne said in her heart.

“Really? This god is you?”, clear water dripping from the corner of Dwyne's eyes.

“Ehem, God of pardon, auntie must check Dwyne”, said Samantha did not intend to disturb a young married couple in front of her, she also had the same feeling of what both felt.

Samantha performed several examination procedures, until the results were obtained as expected. Tonight, Dwyne was transferred to a hospital ward.

Happy rays emanated from the black eyeball of God, knowing that the fetus in the womb Dwyne is still attached to the womb of his wife. Papa Rayden and Dariel are moved as they look forward to the presence of new family member Bradley.

Before returning home Samantha told the gods, that the content of Dwyne is very weak and even very vulnerable. His niece is in bedrest for 1 full month lying in bed. At first Dwyne refused to have to rest for 1 month, felt he was fine and the content was no problem, he could not ignore the work but Papa Rayden gave him sick leave.

“God, i....”, Dwyne wants to say something but the index finger of God first sticks to the half-open pink lips.

“Honey, you eat first, I bribe”, attention of the Gods, do not want his wife to say anything that will be fatal to his health.

“I can myself Dewa”, reject Dwyne in a state of leaning, messy hair and pale skin.

“Have Dwyne received your husband's attention”, Dariel chirped from behind the barrier wall.

“You ya?”, Dewa Bagas Darka commented a warm smile, Dwyne nodded resignedly. After all, he is not empowered to argue trivial things.

“Open your mouth dear. Aaaaa”, this attitude of God made Dwyne giggle amusedly.

“Are you like this also to your other patients?”, a question that God does not have to answer but for the sake of pleasing his woman he also answered.

“I will definitely do this to him”, replied Dewa, as Dwyne's eyeballs glared out.

“Relax baby, I did it only to my beloved wife”, Dewa kissed Dwyne's lips.

“Ehem, the bike we disturb Pah”, Dariel said.

“Yes indeed, we should sleep Dariel and close the ears also mata”, said Papa Rayden made Dwyne cheeks blush.

“God, how is Dayana?”, asked Dwyne, although she hated the woman, Dayana was still her cousin's sister who had lived with her since childhood.

“I don't know, tomorrow morning I'll find out. Now finish your food. I don't want our future son to starve”, caress Dwyne's head and kiss the back of a hand holding a blanket.

“Is our son okay?”, Dwyne's voice vibrates.

“Sure, she is very healthy. Having a strong mother like you is very good for him”, Dewa sighed softly. “I will take care of you and our son”, he remembered the message delivered Doctor Samantha.

“Thank God, sorry I haven't told you about her whereabouts”, Dwyne stared in her husband's eyes.

“Darling, that problem we forget first, now the most important thing I want you to be healthy and return home as soon as possible, I miss you Dwyne, kangen”, I miss you, if only there were no infusion hose that prevented the Lord must have been tightly clutched to his woman.

“God I miss you too, very”, he said inwardly, Dwyne's tongue still so stiffly expressing feelings.

The god fed Dwyne until the porridge in the bowl was left a little, this handsome doctor also helped to tidy up Dwyne's matted brown hair, combing it with fingers.

This pair of husband and wife is silent without words carried away by their minds and hearts.

...TBC...

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