Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!

19. Silence - Silence Evil

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Bitha was undergoing his practice accompanied by a midwife who always faithfully helped him, if the bohai who likes to go with materials.

"Dok, one more person. But still not his mother."

"Yes, wait a minute."

"Doc?."

"Emm?."

"Know not the rumors if lately mas handsome become cooler, the aura changes doc. I'm not rich first look." Speak with lethargic mimic.

"Who's handsome?." Bitha looks up

"That's Azam Prawira."

Bitha almost spewed out the rest of her lunch to hear who was at the heart of the problem.

Bitha shook her head slowly considering the incident some time ago when she caught the shameless lecherous duo doing the 18+ deed on the emergency ladder.

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Not long ago the midwife of bohai allowed a woman to enter and lie down in rank.

Bitha was glued when their eyes met.

But he soon realized the current situation.The focus again saw a new record of the health history of the young mother.It is clear if the pregnant woman was the first time she became a patient.

"The baby is healthy. His fingers are complete as well. The umbilical cord is also this big, good for its nutritional absorption." Bitha smiled kindly.

The patient did not listen to Bitha's explanation well. He even observed the beautiful face of the doctor who was observing the fetal motion on the monitor screen.

"Young?." The midwife who helped him

"Eh! Yes, sorry."

"Mother don't daydream, it could be dangerous!." Prattling

"Yes, thank you!."

After getting an explanation from Bitha, the patient immediately walked out of the room!.

A man greeted her as she exited the hospital, leading her into a van.

"Mamiiii.......!!." The two children of Rumi.

"Mommy, baby Z is going out?!." Ask the firstborn

"Not yet darling. Mommy just wants to see baby Z has eaten what hasn't." He answered while rubbing the sister's head.

"Where's mam?!." A man who was the father of the two boys asked referring to the mission he had just carried out.

"Ok Pi!." He gave two thumbs to the husband sitting next to him.

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Starting from the anxiety of the Queen Mother who continues to think about her oldest child when asked about the couple made the couple spy 'candidate' their sister-in-law based on information obtained through the brother's personal assistant, Bagas aka bomber with a threat that will be given the Queen Mother if she does not want to share information.

They deliberately did not ask it directly to the concerned because it is certain they will not find the clue.

"Hello Mah?!."

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"Ok very Mah!."

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"This one won't do anything!."

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"The ideal Ghost Candidate!."

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"So no gercep keburu amber ama others loh!."

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"Yes, already!. I've been going to Om to make all the preparations."

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"Yes, it's the same mommy dad just bring himself a little bit of his day."

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"Oh my goodness, I have my own home. Yes, just stay there for deketan."

"Well, take care of it!."

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"Bye grandma!. Take care of your health!."

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Other atmosphere.

Alex is preoccupied with reports of dozens of emails coming into his PC.

Although his position was relaxed on the sofa lazy but his face could not hide the stroke of turmoil.

He really wanted to fly the tablet so that there were no more sounds that made his life burdened.

In the middle of his mind branching he still had time to type a message to his beautiful doctor.

An afternoon meal he sent. The message was repaid.

Ting!

Quickly he opened a reply to his offer.

📩Ok!."

As soon as the man's eyes were outside the house by borrowing a potor matic buluk belonging to one of his housekeepers.

Alex would rather drive a motorcycle than a car. He said the car was not very efficient. Especially if only the two felt very ineffective because of the seats next to each other. Unlike the motor that can be close together like a sticky rice, sticking together.

He's a guy, he's normal, he likes to look for opportunities. Especially about doi.

It didn't take long for her to get to the hospital.

Alex parked his bike in the visitor's parking lot. Issued his post to contact Bitha.

Not waiting for long, Bitha waved from the dropzone area with one hand clasping the phone.

"Bitha, wait!. I'm not done talking to Bith. Bitha!?." A man shouted from behind him

Bitha ran over to Alex, leaving the gecko stupefied with her sense of regret.

It was not without reason that Bitha accepted Alex's invitation to lunch. Azam was bold and openly disturbed. So too with this afternoon. After the practice hours ended, the man almost barged into the poly if only there were no midwives Kalista who helped him apart from Azam's reckless actions.

"Sir, take my car!."

"Why?."

"I don't want to sit around, you're a modusin!."

"Loh!, you don't want to hug me?."

"Damn, ogah!."

Alex laughed behind the mask that covered his nose and mouth.

After the departure of the two, Azam growled and gruffly restored his hair.

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The two walked down the streets of the capital at the time of the office.

"Why? How much haste!?." Ask Alex

"Fear!. There was...

"Tokek burik!?." Alex is without sin

Bitha looked at Alex with her cynical eyes then broke out from powerless hearing Alex continue to call the burly gecko with his current appearance who was only wearing gray training pants with a black hoodie. Fortunately, his face can cover his appearance and behavior.

"We're getting married!. After that we deport him to another continent!. How's it?!."

"Nwitch!."

In silence Bitha was actually thinking about Alex's offer which he thought was too sudden. He doesn't even know who Alex is, his parents, his true nature, his job, or his origin.

Until finally the daydream stopped when they arrived at a fancy restaurant where he had received praise from Sarah for buying him expensive martabak ala wong sugih.

"We eat here?!."

"Yes!. Why?!. You are not sreg?!. Need to find somewhere else?!."

"No papa here."

"Related?!."

"Yes, the hunt's in!."

A waitress approached the two with a menu book.

Alex is focused on his mobile phone. While Bitha was staring at the man who always invited her to marry.

'Do you accept his offer?.

But the effect is shameful!. That's what he is!.

Eh even be his wife?.

Marriage rich buy beans.' Inner war.

"Enchable is the good looks of the future priest?!." Songong

Bitha blinked a few times after hearing the reprimand, more precisely the praise for the super pede self.

Bitha displayed a mimic wanting to vomit which made Alex laugh happily.

"Darling, you should get used to seeing my face. Let the baby candidate not be shocked to see his super handsome Daddy later!."

"What the hell!, don't do it!." Bitha snorted in annoyance

"Sister! may ask?!."

"Ask what?!."

"About your family, your parents!?."

"You know what?."

Bitha nodded, though,

"Here Kiss first, nyicil!."

Wadded tissue landed right on Alex's body.

"Rubber!."

Both orders were arranged nicely between them. Really an appetizing look.

Enjoying an afternoon meal accompanied by a loved one made Alex's mood improve again after almost flying his PC tablet.

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Meanwhile, at a bar, a man was turning a glass containing a crazy drink.

Azam looked at the small glass in his hand. Hate is filling his mind right now.

The woman, her former school-time friend, is close to someone she knows who she is. His feelings are chaotic, he does not like his current state.

While gulping down water in a slof, a woman memorized it.

"It's still afternoon boy, you're drunk!." His words were a little spoiled while rubbing next to the man's thigh.

Azam turned his head and found the woman who had become his impingement last night.

He blocked the woman's wrist named Meta to not continue the action.

"I don't need friends!." Cold Azam vibrancy

"Oh yeah?. Have you met that woman named Bitha?." His answer was half mocking

"It's none of your business!." Azam stared intently at the sweet face beside him.

"Why?. Can he give me more pleasure than I can?."

"He's not a bitch like you!." Azam glanced at him with a disdainful smirk

"So she's not a bitch then what? Aunt girang?." His scorn is not knowing the woman Azam meant.

"How can you compare a jewel with a water comberan?."

"Brengs*k you!." Meta swore angrily and left the man.

Azam reached into the phone from his pants pocket as it felt the thrill of an incoming message.

📩Baj*ngan you Zam!. Wait for my revenge, you piece of trash!."

Azam smiles at the knot after reading a message from his former FWB, Jenita.

Two days ago Azam had just realized his threat to the blond woman.

He paid a few men to fuck a woman with all the arrogance that always stuck with him was merciless. Armed with stimulant drugs they ticked jenita and did immoral acts many times without giving him time to rest except sleep until finally he had to be rushed to the hospital after unconscious because too tired and dehyderation.

It was the woman's free life that made it easy to fall into the trap Azam had set. He thought that Azam would return to him after what Bitha had said. But he was wrong, Azam was indeed a cunning man above himself.

'You're playing sneaky with the wrong guy dear'. He muttered after gulping down his last sloki.

Azam looked back at his phone and opened a softcopy sent by someone via email.

'Herland Alexander, bangs*t!.' Infuriated

"Look at what I can do for you for having dared to approach him!." He squeezed the smartphone and slammed it on the bar table.

tbc