Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!
16. Joint
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"You want what you!?." Bitha growled, staring intently at the man before her.
"What ajah!." He replied with a strange smirk.
"Please!." Bitha pushed forcibly but his strength was far outclassed by Azam.
"Son!. I won't let go before, though,
BUUUGH!!!
A punch landed right on the back of the man in the light blue shirt. He forgot that there were other humans among them.
"Damn you!. Because - because of the rich woman he you live me?!. You idiot!." Jenita laughed looking at Bitha's pretty face cynically.
Azam turned his head back, staring fiercely at the blonde woman who was always attached to him everywhere.
"Basar flies!."
"Shut up!." Shake the golden-haired woman.
"You are silent!." The reply was no less loud.
Jenita looked arrogantly at Azam and Bitha, she did not like when Azam yelled at her.
"You dare to snatch me?." shook his head softly and smiled faintly, he did not accept the words that had just come out of the man's mouth before him.
"Remember!, I can do whatever it takes to get this woman out of here!." Threatened to look at Azam with index finger that leads to the beautiful face of the doctor.
Azam loosened his grip from Bitha's hand, turning his focus to the crazy woman who continued to babble with the indistinct threat.
"do you dare hurt him?, I guarantee you will not be able to enjoy the world!. He?." He said by gripping the full neck smooth genita to make the empu pain and difficulty breathing.
"STOP!!" Bitha ruffled her waist with one hand scratching her non-itchy temple.
He who was fed up with the scene of the flying fish cap drama also tried to end the conflict between them.
"Quite your drama!." He looked at the two alternately
"Sound the same ears you two!.
Help u! Don't get me involved in your weird relationship!.
Zam! We have nothing to do, and you're Jenita! Don't worry about taking me all!. I'm not interested in him. Especially the intention to be an actor?. Won't do!.
So please stop interrupting my life!. Please!." He said feelingly.
"I'll miss today's incident and I'm sorry to interrupt your activity. Honestly, I didn't intentionally!. Excuse me!."
Bitha passed from the sight of the two. Leaving the crumbs of dirt that always makes the atmosphere dirty. He went down the stairs while rubbing his wrists reddened.
Bitha wanted to throw the two humans from the top floor to freefall towards the core of the earth.
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Bitha stared at the clock at her hand. Check the message he received.
The message from the guy that always made her feel like a third person.
*hi*
Only that, not even a single sentence of messages were sent but Bitha's heart was like sprinkled with flowers. Be happy!.
Does this mean he failed to move on?. Ah it's great Alex can make him upset, upset, languish like this.
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Alex half-running in the garage he interrupted among the other passengers who had just exited the plane they were on. While looking at the clock on his left wrist hoping he will arrive on time.
Not the suitcase but the backpack he brought. Like backpackers who are often done by tourists, a little strange indeed if you see the appearance that looks neat ready to attend the wedding of his best friend, Ibram.
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The wedding day that Sarah was waiting for finally arrived. After a full moon awaits the proposal of the lover, Azhar Ibramsyah. The relationship that was established for four years finally ended up being guaranteed.
When the proposal three months ago Sarah did not return to the village, she chose to hold it at their rented house. The reason besides the cost is also because considering Ibram's parents who are old and can not travel far.
As for the reception, they choose to hold it at the Hotel to make it more efficient for the time and place to stay.
Sarah's marriage seemed so relaxed. Judging from the large number of invited guests dominated by office friends, lectures are also friends of Ibram. Unlike the wedding in the yard that will look very crowded and lively by the neighbors who attended to help, he said, not to mention the mixed dangdutan event as a complement to a celebration in the village that always makes the atmosphere boisterous due to the noise of the loudspeaker that causes vibration and echo everywhere.
Bitha who was carrying a plate with a variety of snacks on it was surprised because of the reluctance of the arm of a man who made his snack almost jumped from the plate.
He turned his head but could not see the suspect's face because the man was standing behind him.
The man in a macho suit and slightly tanned short hair was seen talking to two men in front of him.
Bitha also undoes her intention to curse because it will definitely have a bad impact on her. He chose to go to his family who were also gathering with Sarah's family who came from the same village.
"Mother doctor when is iki invite?!." Said a woman in her fifties
"Hehe, his prayers are just bude to quickly follow." Bitha smiled
True if at his age now he is expected to be married soon by the closest people. But his parents never asked him the same question. Even to know who is a boyfriend who is now close to him is not.
For that Bitha remained relaxed answering all those questions. It's just a question he thinks that everyone must have done it to anyone!.
A boisterous cheering was heard as the procession of throwing flowers was about to begin. Some women who do not yet have the status of a wife stand in groups in front of the wedding to scramble a bridal bouquet that is a tradition in some weddings.
Bitha moved from her seat to the buffet table past the back of the crowd of buket-goers.
Bitha who was reluctant to scramble even just looked at the crowd casually, displaying her wide smile while holding the plate.
The sound of a sudden scream is heard when the bouquet that should be captured is even mental due to their enthusiasm. At that time also the flowers that became the target of the bouqueters were thrown up and fell right on Bitha's plate. He who slightly shok looked at the plate and then circulated his gaze to the bouqueters.
A round of applause filled the hotel ballroom.
Bitha who was feeling confused just smiled displaying a neat row of her teeth.
Unexpectedly a man took the bouquet from his plate and raised it high with a wave to the bride and groom accompanied by a greeting, "NEXT" which got the thumbs up of the two brides.
Bitha looked up, how surprised he was when he found this man who had been silent for months - silent he longed to be smiling looking at him with a bouquet of flowers misfired.
"Next, we are doctors!." His whisper half bent to line Bitha's high finger which was only as far as he could.
No doubt the beautiful eyes were patterned after hearing a marriage invitation from someone who always made him upset, angry and longing.
Bitha realized that this man was the same as the man who nudged her earlier. He also hit the sturdy arm, then covered his face with one hand because of the shame mixed.
Alex, who understood the circumstances, immediately returned the bouquet to Bitha. Cup-cup dear..already crynya!!. Brother bought popsicles want to?!" he half mocked
Bitha who was embarrassed also swiftly grabbed the flower ties from Alex's hand and hit him to the man's shoulder many times because of annoyance. Makes Alex laugh happily at the silliness he has made.
Laughter from the invited guests increasingly enliven the atmosphere after witnessing the unexpected events experienced by Tsabitha Mahliga the beautiful doctor of the future candidate of Herland Alexander. Whats?
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The days of Bitha are no longer the same. Friends who always accompanied him from childhood have moved places and bear the status of wife of a man named Azhar Ibramsyah.
No more friends venting after work. Only occasionally would they have lunch together if Bitha had free time.
Sunday morning Bitha was busy doing a morning run around the complex. His steps stopped when he arrived in front of a tropical modern house that had been recognized by Sarah as his.
The house has been finished for a long time. And now it looks as beautiful as its shadow a few months ago.
He tried to brush off the curiosity that hangs in his mind to find out about who the owner of the house.
TIIIN!!
Someone's car horn makes it up and immediately pulled over, aware because he had closed the access road right in front of the gate of the house.
A range rover enters the home page. Bitha, who felt she had no business, resumed her steps towards the park after making two rounds from the opposite direction.
After thirty minutes of walking around he felt the need to wet his throat.
Sitting waiting for a fresh drink that is being loved by young people in fact adds to make him more thirsty.
While waiting for the queue, he did stretching while closing his eyes.
"Mister, the money's falling!."
His eyes opened when he felt someone was reprimanding him.
Bitha looked to the right and to the left and looked down where she was sitting but found nothing.
"Nothing." Mumbled
Aware of being bullied, he also looked at the man who was cupping his hands in front of his lips to hold his laugh.
Bitha threw a fierce gaze at the man who was happy with his laughter.
Still with a slight hold of amusement, Alex pulled Bitha's wrist to sit back with him.
"Udah donk got angry!, kiss it if it's still fierce!."
Alex's words even provoked the emotions of Bitha who was hit by drought.
"Udah deh sis!, please, do not make a sprain that why the hell?!. Look at us so angry!." Resentfully
Bitha called Alex 'sister' as Sarah did in honor of the brash old man.
"Why? I love seeing you when you get so angry!?." Candidates
"Hiss, give it up!."
"Jan fuckin' daddy mom!!." His index points at Bitha's shoulders.
Alex stood up, his steps approaching the beverage seller Bitha was waiting for.
He offered a glass of Lemon Grass to the beautiful woman he made sure would be his future.
"Well, how come first?!." Bitha asked
"Yes, through the back!." Answer is relaxed
"Oh my God, don't want to ah! Huh!!." Bitha returns the drink to Alex's hand.
"From the back was the message, baby!, not bribe!." Evidently
BLUSSEH, BLUSSH,
Hearing the words of affection from the man made his heart instantly warm. I don't know why he can feel comfort when he is close to the man who always makes him so extraordinary. He forgets that the man next to him who always makes himself feel like a shadow of the actor.
If Bitha is like a magnetic field for Alex, then Alex is like a mattress that always provides comfort when with him.
Bitha asked why the man was always around her. But he paused considering the ridiculous answer that was always given when he asked something.
Bitha moved away from her seat, looking at the man who looked busy with his phone.
"Sister, yes first!." Pamphleteering
"Eh!. Wait daftar. Just go!." Preemptively
Bitha just stood still staring at the big hand that pulled the end of the long t-shirt she was wearing for sport.
Alex remained in his sitting position and was seen typing something into someone's contact while holding the woman back from leaving
"Yok, I've!."
The man led Bitha to a matic motorbike parked not far from where they were sitting.
"Son!, I'll walk away." His request when he saw Alex just occupying the steering chair.
"You don't like me?!. Deliberately rush here to pick you up so don't be tired!." Her words were parsing
"Huh?!. Make me pick me up?!. Cause what!?."
"Udah, let's go up!."
"Sister, I'm soaking wet, smelly again!."
The reason was at length, imagining what if he had to be piggybacked by the man. Ah really that can't happen. Even Azam who was actually in a relationship with him had never been in contact with him except using a car, because Bitha always refused to remember if the motorbike is a vehicle that is often used as a mode material by men, because Bitha is always refused to remember if the motorbike is a vehicle that is often used as a mode material by men, moreover, the absence of a legitimate bond between them makes Bitha reluctant to agree.
"It's pretty!." The reply did not understand the code that Bitha gave.
"Or don't you care about my good looks?!." Say it while raising - lower his thick eyebrows.
"Diih, astagfiqullah. Amit - amit jabang bayik!, there are no veins of shame." Bitha tapped on the side of her head
"Lah?!, don't dong!! How can you spread a seed if there are no shame veins?!." Alex was upset when he saw Bitha's reaction
"Huh?!. What seed?!." Bitha's brain suddenly weak
"Current tadpole malikah!!." Speak original
"Hust, by the way don't worry!. Malikah's soybeans aren't tadpoles" Bitha warned
'Byeah! clearly he was the one who was ignorant, now even do not take care of us!'. Inwardly
"Udah, I'm on foot!. Shameful about boning me as I smell the smell of sweat."
"Loh, let alone the smell of sweat! Your kiss I'm willing to!." Said pervertedly
Bitha snorted at the itchy speech of the tall man in front of her.
Reason for the reason Bitha gave to prevent things that are not desired. But Alex is not his name if he cannot get what he targets. Not out of sense, his ingenious self got a brilliant idea even though it was a little crazy.
Alex got up from his motor metic when he saw two unstable humans were shaking hands with motors while laughing coolly without paying attention to their surroundings and,
BRAAAKKKH
YAP!, That's a crazy idea of a handsome guy who really likes to make other people emotional,
"Open,,,!!."
Alex deliberately put his right elbow leads to the second motorbike sepion lovebirds earlier, while those who are basically not focused must have been guessed where it ends.
All three equally fell which certainly invited the attention of many people. No doubt the two labile men became moons.
"It's the wrong one!." Say one of the lovebirds who are trying to rebuild their bike.
"What?, good!. You guys are obviously the ones who hit!." And the troublemaker instead becomes - so by complaining like a Kindergarten while wiping his elbow is fine.
"Those who don't know the rules of riding a motorcycle! Even laugh - ketiwi chat is not clear, already know on the road rame kaya gini!." A mother seemed to be giving support to the troublemaker.
Alex, who felt that he had enough reason to end the drama by giving them a threat to be more careful in driving.
"Yank!. My hands hurt!." His words were clear to Bitha who was still cengo with the incident just now.
"What's?. Baby?." It was not his pain that became a problem in the woman's hearing, but his affectionate words were.
"Yes baby!. Wh why?. You don't like it?. Want me to call Love? Or the other one?." The man even smiled mischievously
Bitha blinked her eyes many times the sign of being loading. Really makes Alex anxious to immediately justify it.
"Darling!?." Call Alex by sweeping the air in front of Bitha's beautiful face that looks dumb.
"Yes? Eh?. What a pity, ogah!."
"I can't bring a motor, boncengin dong!."
Bitha gave a rude snort, there was only reason to make her unable to refuse the man's request.
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Passing a few houses to arrive at a three-story building with a cool look in the eye.
"Sister!? No, papa, we're here,!?." He was astonished to see the state of the house that was completely deserted. Only the splashing of water from the koi fish pond became the only source of sound.
Alex had no intention of answering them until they reached the porch.
"Why?!." Ask Alex
Bitha frowned in wonder at this man's attitude before her that was always at will.
Alex was about to lead Bitha inside before the woman finally brushed aside Alex's hand.
"Ih!, I don't want to. This is the house who tried?. Would you think cheating on someone's husband again!. I'm going home!." Prattling
Alex frowned after hearing the word cheating and the husband of Bitha's sweet lips, he also did not prevent the woman's departure and chose to go inside regardless of Bitha's steps that left the terrace of her home.
The man was gulping down a bottle of water he took from the refrigerator when a shout greeted his eardrum.
Alex chuckled amusedly while shaking his head. He walked towards the front room, pulling the black doorknob slowly.
His smile expanded when he saw that beautiful face reddened with annoyance after being smeared by him.
"Why can't the gate open?!." Sung at.
"Loh?. Did you ask to be opened?!."
So bad Bitha chose to sit on the porch in the house.
'Just talk to the stump' he murmured.
The man crouched down next to Bitha.
"Why? Yes overall?!." Godasiah
Bitha glanced at her dislikes,
"You know, every day I'm jahilin gini, you're not bored?!." Said Alex softly while staring at the trees that had only been in a few months began to bloom.
Bitha felt that something was hidden by the man who had stolen her attention since last meeting her despite the irritating effect.
"Honest of all, brother!. The reason you always make me sprain is why?. I don't even know who you are!?. And again we never know much less familiar."
Bitha looked at the handsome face of the man sitting next to her.
"Do you really not know me?!." He asked in disbelief as he pointed to himself.
Bitha simply shook her head in response.
"Ah yes! I've never known myself!." Alex patted his own forehead.
tbc
