Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 97 - I need you

CHAPTER 97

“Non, little young master puking, red body and high fever”

The voice of the housekeeper who nurtured Baby Denver was ringing in the head of Dewa Bagas Darka's wife. Dwyne rushes out of the cafe and slides into the house, picking up her baby who is currently in a fever.

Dwyne panicked to see her son's reddened face, as Dwyne's new mother was over-anxious. He held the cute baby and took her in the car, “Honey, please wake up”, hugging the tiny body Baby Denver.

“Pak quickly bring his car”, Dwyne orders on driver.

“Miss calm down, look at your body shaking, I'm afraid miss”, said Assistant D, she was upset to see Dywne crying and holding her baby. Assiten D is preparing to put up a body to catch Young Master Denver if he is released from his mother's embrace.

“You don't have to patronize me D, you've never been a mother so don't know what it's like so I'm how”, cried Dwyne in the car, until the baby woke up and cried.

“Ahh, sorry mommy dear”

“Nona forgive me”, great-grandson of Assistant D feels guilty to her boss.

“Why can your body have a fever like this baby? Anxious Denver” mom, Dwyne sobbed in tears soaking in the white blanket that wrapped her little son.

“Madia Muda”, a nurse opened the car door and was shocked because the wife of the God Doctor cried and held the baby.

“My son has a fever, fast obati”, Dwyne command.

“Give the best care”, Dwyne orders, he does not want to lose for the second time. Because now only Baby Denver is able to make him dismiss the excessive sadness of losing Dafa.

The nurse took the young man to the IGD, right by the Denver gurney, where the father was examining other patients whose children were older than Denver.

“God?”, Ogre Dwyne

The voice that was so recognizable and loved by this handsome doctor was able to distract him. The god held a stethoscope around his neck, looked back, gasped to find his wife in tears and her baby lying weak.

“Dwyne”, God is approaching Dwyne.

Dwyne hugged her husband very tightly wipe away the tears on the shirt the Gods wore, “ Gods, Denver sick”, nervous as well as frantic this young mother.

“In the meantime, let me check”, the Gods take over the examination of his son. Then hurry to discuss the problem with a pediatrician.

“I contact the pediatrician, you wait here do not go anywhere”, said Dewa so firmly.

“Wait for papa briefly dear”, peck the cheek of her son's puffer.

Dwyne, who was not used to waiting, was forced to refrain from leaving Denver alone. Patiently waiting for God finally came with the middle-aged doctor, who immediately took Denver to the special care room of the baby.

“The lady you should wait here, should not enter”, said the nurse fearfully.

“But.... but he's my son”, Dwyne forced his way in, powerless to let his son in alone.

“Dwyne, Dwyne relax. Trust all on the team doctor”, the God hugged tightly his wife's body, gently caressing Dwyne's shaking head. The god broke his arms and cupped Dwyne's face, putting a kiss on his wife's forehead. “Relax Dwyne, our son is fine, he just has a fever. I have to go back to IGD, after I'm done with it, wait for me Dwyne”, God also kissed the top of the woman's head. Turn around and walk slowly with one hand holding Dwyne's finger.

It felt like Dwyne was reluctant to take off the man who always kept her at peace in his arms. “God?”, wirih Dwyne did not remove the link of his fingers. There is no word ‘sayang’ in every call adds to the feeling in the heart getting congested and sick.

GREPS

“I. I need you beside me, please stay here”, great-grandson Dwyne is crying again.

 “Sorry Dwyne, not that I don't care. But my obligations at the IGD are not done, I can't just leave it. I go first, wait for me here”, the God takes off his wife's soft fingers and walks away from Dwyne.

“Dewa”, call him stuck in the throat.

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God has finished doing his job at IGD, he runs fast, steps wide at his goal of the baby care room. The god looked at Dwyne who was sitting alone on a long bench.

“Have you heard from the doctor?”, asked Dewa and Dwyne just shook her head.

“Ehem”, the God sitting by his wife's side embraces his shoulder and rests his head on his shoulder. “The result of my discussion with the pediatrician concluded that Denver is allergic to cow's milk, but I am still waiting for the results of his blood check”, explained Dewa.

“God I'm afraid”, Dwyne is still crying.

“Hey, relax. Denver a strong boy, he will be healthy again Dwyne”, God clasped tightly the wife's hand on her thigh.

“I love him God, my son..”.Dwyne's eyes are teary, her nose is red.

The main door of this special toddler room opened, the specialist brought a sheet of blood checks, began to explain in detail on a couple in front of him. Apparently Denver is allergic to one of the ingredients contained in packaged milk, but because of vomiting to cause fluid deficiency. The doctor referred Dwyne's son and Dewa received treatment for several days.

“Whatever the doctor, do your best for my son”, sobs Dwyne.

Dewa and Dwyne get a new assignment to find milk that suits Denver so as not to cause allergies anymore.

“Dwyne, you why?”, asked Dewa to see his wife several times massaging the temple.

“My head is a little dizzy Dewa”, replied Dwyne leaning against the cold wall of the hospital.

“You better rest, I take you to a special room belonging to you”, God memapah woman, enter the elevator that will take both of them on the top floor of the hospital higher-up care area.

Ting

As the elevator door opened, Dwyne fell and fainted, quickly God held her back and carried her into the room, ”Dwyne woke up, got up. Open your eyes”, examine Dwyne's body as well as install the infusion.

“You are exhausted”, said Dewa to his wife who was lying on a hospital bed.

Not to waste time, God came out of the room after writing something on a piece of paper. Stepping for sure while ensuring his writing on the paper, he also asked the nurse to help keep his wife for a while.

After 15 minutes, Dwyne opened her eyes but her gaze turned sad when she did not find the figure of the man she loved.

“Where is Dewa?”, muttered Dwyne sadly, he was very hopeful God accompanied him to wake up but unfortunately the man disappeared before he realized.

“Maybe she's saturated?” monologue Dwyne, changing sleeping position to sitting. “Are you tired of Dewa?”, murmured Dwyne his heart felt tight left alone in a room this wide.

“I'm sorry God, I'm sorry”, he said only to an empty seat and air passing in front of his nose.

...TBC...