Cold Doctor, my Husband

#27

..."We're close but far away, destiny's playing games with us"...

Geck.

Geck.

"Come in" Rasya said from inside his room. Mila entered while carrying a lunchbox containing her favorite fried rice.

"Do I bother you?"

Rasya shook his head, "No problem, why did you come?"

Mila smiled as she offered her lunch box, "I cooked a lot so all bring it to you" said Mila frankly and a little hesitant, "if you don't mind...."

"Thank you" Rasya said cutting off Mila's conversation as a sign she was accepting her good intentions.

Rasya stood towards Mila who was still speechless with thoughts in her brain. The girl would really be afraid if Rasya continued to act coldly towards her.

"Sir.anu I.."

"What do you think?"rasha said while giving some documents in her hands.

"This?"

"A summary of me for your internship"

Mila smiled, "so you were cold to me because of this?"

"Am I not usually like this?why do you think I'm cold to you"

"Eh, don't be sir, you always have to be like this" replied Mila nervously.

Rasya sat in his chair and ate the fried rice made by Mila. For a moment Rasya was silent because he thought that he was already very familiar with the taste. But where?Mila who saw that instead felt her cooking was a little problematic on Rasya's tongue.

"What's up, sir?"

"Emm have you ever worked in a restaurant before?"

Mila shook her head, confused by the sudden question from her master, "engg.gak, I was too loyal to volunteer all this time sir" replied Mila who saw Rasya continue to enjoy his food.

"What's wrong sir?not good, huh?"

Rasya shook his head, "no, I just feel familiar with the taste of the cuisine, maybe I've eaten somewhere but I forgot"

"Ouh" said Mila then walking while reading her new reading. Rasya felt astonished when he saw Mila laughing with her gift book. He remembers very well that he wrote a very powerful lesson summary to make people sleepy in an instant.

"Why?"asked Rasya who was still busy with his eating activities, "I remember that I didn't write a humor story there"

"Hahaha this is better than the humor of the story sir" said Mila held back her laughter," at this time I was busy thinking of Mr. Andra who smiled at me sir"

"....surely very funny"

"What do you think Mr Andra is like?"

"Okay father" Mila's reflexes made Rasya round her eyes, "Have I?"

"Eh no sir, my father is more considerate and kind to me than Mr. Andra" said Mila made Rasya stare at him.

"Do I care about you?"

Mila nodded honestly, "very attentive until I feel comfortable with my father" Mila said making the atmosphere awkward. Qiana who accidentally heard that immediately felt annoyed and went inside.

Czech....

"I called him, doctor Qiana herself what business is it?"rasya asked Qiana to directly issue two vouchers from her uncle's restaurant.

"Uncle just opened a restaurant, do you want to taste it?I've brought her voucher to go"

"No need" Rasya replied flatly while looking at Mila who was glaring towards him.

Mila gulped her saliva then looked at Rasya, "sir, Dr. Qiana had good intentions with the father, if you refuse gini is not good, right?"

"Then?"

"Father follow me"

"Well if I come with you too" Rasya said making Mila stare at him annoyed.

"But sir...."

"Well she can come along as long as you want to go everything is not a problem" said Qiana forced.

Then they left in Rasya's car to Qiana's uncle's Asian Nation restaurant. It turned out that everything had been prepared on the table before they came. Some variety of luxury food makes Mila feel reluctant to see it.

"If I think I've never eaten in my life" Mila said, making Rasya laugh. Qiana who saw that again was irritated by Mila's existence as an obstacle to her relationship.

They took a chair and started his lavish banquet. Rasya put some pieces of meat on Mila's plate. It was comforting to see a 22-year-old girl in front of her who had trouble wearing chopsticks in her hands.

"Wear a fork" Rasya said as he thrust a fork into Mila's hand. Mila just smiled and ate with Rasya's fork.

A few minutes later Mila's body warmed up like a freshly roasted meat coming out of her oven. His body was flushed with small spots on his skin. He really doesn't know why it happened. Mila could only be speechless while enduring the overwhelming sense of dizziness in her head.

"Why?"rasha asked frantically and then placed the back of her hand on Mila's forehead, "you have a fever" Mila said catching Mila's body about to fall from her chair.

"He ate this omlet what am I the ingredients?"

"Meats and processed shrimp" replied Qiana, "but this is all impossible because the restaurant uncle, right" contacted Qiana.

"It's not your uncle but maybe he's allergic" said Rasya, who started carrying Mila's body to be taken to the hospital.

Arriving there Rasya put Mila's body on top of the gurney and injected a liquid while waiting for Mila to wake up.

"What's going on?"

"I've given you allergy shots, get some rest"

Mila shook her head, "I don't want to be here I'm afraid"

"I'm beside you what are you afraid of?'rasya's reflexes made Mila speechless.

"I'm afraid to remember my father" Mila said making Rasya look at him inside, "let me drive you home" she said, then carried Mila to her car.

"Thank you"liih Mila got the nod.

Initially Rasya Wanted to ask Mila's address. However, seeing Mila who was fast asleep because of the medicine made Rasya could not bear to wake her. Then Rasya brought Mila to his house after getting a message from Aunt Wati that her wife did not come home today.

Rasya justifies the blanket over Mila's body and leaves her.  When he was about to leave his steps suddenly stopped because he saw a photo lying under his closet. Rasya thought it was a photo of his wife's legs while wearing her white wedding dress. Rasya lowered his head to take it and then fell silent when he saw the writing in the back corner of his, "yes sayyidah"

"It turns out her name is sayyidah" her inner voice while opening the photo slowly after slowly. Later then...

"Young master!"said aunt Wati made Rasya surprised to rise. Rasya let out a big sigh and then put an index finger on her lips, "sssst don't be noisy" Rasya said making Aunt Wati understand that the mistress and her master were spending time together.

"Sorry sir" said Wati nervously as she was happy while taking a photo in Rasya's hand and going to her room. Rasya just fell silent then sat in his middle room.

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