Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 96 - Not Wanting to Stop

CHAPTER 96

Dwyne's movement was restrained with the hands of the Gods above her smooth thighs.

“What?”, whispered Dwyne did not want to attract the attention of a large family who were eating dinner.

“Let me take it, which one do you want to eat?”, asked Dewa.

“That, I want it”, point to Dwyne.

“Whatever to you dear”, Dewa stroked his wife's thigh and immediately took the food in question.

God is no longer awkward with the big family of the wife, he easily blend let alone cousins Dwyne and Dariel likes to joke, increasingly eroding the distance between them.

After dinner, God was led by Dwyne's cousin to sit with the three in the garden later. While Dwyne held Baby Denver sitting in the living room.

“Nayla, we say goodbye, it's too late, thanks for the dinner, I definitely came back”, Samantha hugged Nayla tightly, as well as Adam who clenched fists and hit his cousin's weak shoulder.

Stefan and Steve tailed behind their parents, fearing that the joking sound of their laughter disturbed the sleepy calm of Denver.

“Dwyne, you should take Denver to the room, put him to bed so that his body does not ache”, suggested Mama Nayla.

“Iya mah”

The god rushed after the wife, speeding up the footsteps to arrive first and yes with breathless God opened the door of the whitewashed room to his wife.

“Please enter papa”'s favorite mama and son, sweet God.

Closing the door slowly, and locking it, he had to talk alone with Dwyne and was tired of her race being silenced by an old woman like this.

“Honey, Dwyne . I want to talk to you”, the serious gaze of God was captured by his wife.

“What? Just say God, I don't like basi”, fold the front hand of the chest, sit leaning on the headboard.

The god apologized for the umpteenth time, bending his knees and clamoring at the wife's side, grabbing Dwyne's hand tightly. Not only was Dwyne sick, but she was also sick, let alone always getting rejected.

“Honey, I beg you, forgive me”, shrewd God.

But deep down, Dwyne had forgiven her husband, only to lose Dafa. Suddenly crying flowed on her beautiful face, remembering how the struggle went through the day after day during a tough pregnancy, then in the end one of her twin babies did not survive.

“Dwyne, I'm sad too. Losing Dafa is not easy, but that does not mean our marriage is like this, baby I beg”, said God.

“I still need time to receive everything Dewa”, sobs Dwyne.

“Alright, but one thing I'm affirming. I will stay with you wherever you go, because Arkatama my son is also”, the Gods take pillows and quilts arranged on the sofa.

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One week God had gone through his days in this house with a sharp and cold gaze from his wife. There was no warm conversation between them. Dwyne began to keep her distance from her husband. Although the God is never absent giving flowers even a million attention is given, it feels useless and a waste of energy.

“Dwyne, what time to go home?”, asked God to his wife who started working actively since one week ago.

“No, I came home tonight, there is work to be done”, Dewa added justifying the buttons of his shirt. Sitting on the edge of the bed also looked at Denver in sleep, "You okay at home alone? Today papa and mama have a meeting in Bandung right? Our babysitter is also allowed to go home two days this”, continued Dewa worried that his wife was tired to not pay attention to their baby.

“You take it easy God, I'm used to being alone”, Dwyne holds her baby and moves it to the baby box in the family room. “Honey mama left for work first yes, you are well at home”, kissed puffed cheeks puffed Denver.

The gods followed what Dwyne did, “Papa also left for the hospital, Denver the strong boy, which is good huh today. Papa loves you”, kisses his son's forehead and reflexes kiss Dwyne's cheeks, “Papa also loves mama”.

“Ish, God what are you doing?”, pushed her husband then rushed to the office, Assistant D who had been waiting to welcome her young miss was full of smiles.

“Please Miss, this morning's meeting started in XX building, and we're going to the location immediately to avoid delay”.

While Dewa still gives advice to the home assistant who helps keep Denver, “Don't forget to give him milk and replace diapersnya”

“Good tuan”, two people answered in unison, because they are both the ones who will take care of Denver these two days.

After giving a lot of messages to the housekeeper, Dewa stepped foot into the garage and started driving his car at a moderate speed. God remembered the shadow last night when Dwyne woke up hearing Denver cry. The face of the pillow that he really wants to catch but for now can only be looked at, he smiled while holding the steering wheel.

“See Dwyne, your shadow fills my head and heart. Please don't make me like this dear”, murmured God.

Arriving at the hospital Dewa was very busy with patients who seemed to be alternating entering IGD ranging from mild symptoms to require time in examination. God kept the bag and took his cell phone into the pocket of the shirt.

“Doctor, patients with a history of heart attacks need immediate treatment”, call a nurse to Doctor Dewa.

“Iya”, fast steps Dewa deal with such patients.

While Dwyne until noon this afternoon was still busy working in the field, meeting some distributors and market place parties quite seized power, so he and D's assistant sat resting at Papa Ray's cafe.

But his hand was still moving to check sheet by sheet the files brought, rereading the material that will be delivered this afternoon at the office. Assistant D was busy noting what her boss lady was saying.

Dwyne stole a glance at the smartphone on the wooden table, several times glanced at it and not ringing signifying a call from someone he was waiting for. Indeed, it has been one week God is more indifferent and no longer sends him news during the day on the pretext of being busy.

“Where the hell?”, Dwyne snorted annoyedly, eager to curry that innocent flat object.

“Why miss, do you need anything?, asked Assistant D while confirming the glasses.

“No, no. Continue 10 minutes, we return to the office”

In fact, Dwyne is like a unstable teenager who wants God not to stop loving her and change his attitude but himself still put distance from the husband.

Suddenly the phone rang, Dwyne held and examined it, but she fell silent as she read who had contacted her.

“Iya what's wrong?”

“WHAT? SINCE WHEN? Wait for me and prepare everything”, said Dwyne firmly immediately leave the cafe.

“Assistant D fast”, Dwyne command on the assistant who has trouble cleaning the equipment on the table.

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