Beautiful Doctor Belongs to Ceo

Beautiful Doctor Belongs to Ceo
Episode 29's



TOK TOK TOK.


THE CLEKK!


"Madam" an Art entered the room occupied by Anggia, carrying a tray of food in his hand. The art placed it on the nightstand and began to wake the sleeping Anggia.


"Madam," Art's voice continued to call out to Anggia.


"Em," Anggia replied with a sense of laziness, and annoyance.


"I brought food for the mistress" Art stood by the bed with a bow of his head.


"I'm not hungry!" ketus Anggia, which he wanted to get out of the villa, several times Anggia tried to get out but Anggia saw many bodyguards scattered around the villa, which was a little, Brian did deliberately do that so that Anggia could not escape, or be taken away.


"Madam I beg you," came the voice of Art trembling and almost crying.


Anggia sat her body in the middle of the bed, and stared intently at Art.


"Bring the food from here, I'm not hungry" Anggia said with emotion still controlling her.


"The lady from this morning hasn't eaten, and now it's madam's night."


"Keep if I do not eat why you are bothered," either consciously or not Anggia turned rude and very easy emotions especially at this time his mood is bad.


"So morning and this afternoon we were outraged by the madam, because we could not persuade the mistress to eat. And the stakes of our work madam, if we're all fired we don't know what to eat," Art begged to be pityed by Anggia.


Anggia could not bear to see Art's face, he knew what Brian was like. The man was a cruel man who had no conscience at all.


"Yes, I ate," forcedly Anggia to eat the food brought by Art.


"Thank you ma'am" The art looked so happy, just imagine someone else eating but the other one saying thanks was ridiculous.


"Udah take this all out and leave me."


"Yes, madam."


Not long after the door opened again and who else would have opened the door if not Brian. Brian continued walking towards Anggia while opening the suit still attached to his body, then he threw it onto the sofa.


"Have you eaten?" Brian sat down by the side of the bed, his hand starting to shake Anggia's arm.


"Ck," Anggia clucked in annoyance as she brushed Brian's hand away.


"Figure," Brian called out to his wife in a gentle tone.


"False," ketus Anggia.


"Don't do this" Brian said as he continued to try to hug Anggia, but several times also Anggia brushed off Brian's hand.


"Janga touched me, how many times did I say? Don't touch me!" Anggia screamed all over Brian's face, somehow but it seemed that Anggia already hated Brian so much.


"You're my wife, and no one forbids it" Brian replied.


"I'm not your wife anymore, we're divorced,"


"I don't want to," Anggia continued to shout at Brian, it seemed that the nature that had been gentle and graceful was no longer there, Anggia was very changed, and so on, even Brian never knew about the nature of Anggia now.


"I don't want to argue" Brian entered the bathroom not long after he came out wearing a casual dress.


Brian climbed into the bed, then laid his body beside Anggia. Anggia did not like it, disgust looked at Brian seemed to have attached to Anggia.


"Ngapain sleeps here," Anggia got off the bed and stared intently at Brian.


"Anggia, I'm tired and I want to rest. So don't keep making a fuss" replied Brian.


"Heh, if you want to sleep, find another room I'm not going to bed and a blanket with you!" snapped Anggia.


"I'm so sleepy, '" Brian looked at me.


"Get out!" Anggia took a pillow and threw it at Brian.


"Come on Anggia, let me sleep here with you," Brian cupped his hands together and pleaded with Anggia.


"Get out!" Anggia rolled back at Brian, then pointed at the door.


"Ck," with Brian upset out of the room, Brian wanted to rest and he thought maybe if he let Anggia alone, Anggia would be calmer. And tomorrow Anggia might be better.


"Aaaaaah," Anggia yelled out how she could foolishly trust Brian, but Brian had always hurt her.


Anggia came out of the room he started down the villa intending to find a phone. Anggia continued to walk down the stairs he was now in the living room, but what he was looking for seemed to be nonexistent. Anggia went to the guest room and also other rooms, but the same there was no phone too.


Anggia began to believe everything was planned by Brian. Anggia is looking for Art's room to borrow their cell phone, she wants to contact Veli. Veli must have been very worried about him, he had been gone all day and it was midnight but he had not returned.


TOK TOK!


Anggia knocked on the door of the room not far from the kitchen, he was sure it must be the waiter at the Villa. And sure enough not long Anggia knocked on the door, pintun opened by a woman who is no longer young, but still looks fit.


"Mistress," The art saw Anggia and he bowed his head.


"Who's your name?" tanyan Anggia while looking around, he was afraid that Brian was following him.


"My name is Ani Madam," replied the Art who seemed to be very frightened when he saw Anggia coming to his room.


"I borrowed a cell phone, for a while," pinta Anggia in a pretty soft voice according to Anggia, he said, maybe if other people who hear it will sound rude even though Anggia is trying to master the emotions that continue to dominate him.


The art looked puzzled and grew increasingly fearful, "Sorry madam, I don't have a cell phone," Ani replied with a trembling body.


"Don't have one?" Anggia is confused, it is impossible in this world that there are people who do not have a mobile phone. What else is a person who works in a villa quite as luxurious as Ani. Even if it is not an expensive phone, cheap phones are at a minimum.


"I-yeah," Ani looked frightened not even daring to look at Anggia's face.


"Em," Anggia understood now, it must have been Brian who had threatened Art not to give his phone to Anggia.


Anggia did not want to stand in front of Ani too long, Anggia was afraid that Brian also scolded Ani. Men do not have a heart that will certainly vent their emotions on everyone, without seeing who the person is. Anggia went to walk back to the room he had been in. While thinking a little about how to get out of the villa, especially separated from Brian.