Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!

24. Gathering

24.🐌

Sarah held Bara, the little baby was breastfeeding after tired of playing with the father.

"Why are you?." Ibram asked gently. He understands very well if a woman who has just given birth needs extra attention. Not without reason, he was only afraid if his crying just now was a symptom of babyblues syndrome.

"Yank, I'm confused!."

"Yes yes. Confused there must be a reason, right?."

Sarah looked at the husband's face expectantly.

"Azam asked me to help him with Bitha."

"Well? Why didn't he come himself. Who knows if you'd like to test your abilities against taekwondoya oil boss." He said a little underestimating.

"He's sick yank!. Azam's sick. Now at the KPM hospital and his condition is critical." He said with tears coming back.

Ibram was silent. His face seemed to digest his wife's words.

"What do I do?. My mouth is too heavy to tell Bitha, but I'm not good with Alex, her husband!."

Ibram pinched his temple for a moment.

"This is it!. We invite those two to lunch at home. Alex is on holiday tomorrow!. We tell both stories so let no one misunderstand. How's it?." Prattling

"Your job is good?. The decision is in Bitha's own hands. Besides that, there is a human being - there is a request, already know critical instead of praying even disturb the people!." Ibram ngedumel at the end of his sentence and made Sarah immediately pinch the stomach of the husband who now looks bloated.

"Mouth, please take care!. This is a dying man in bullshit." Then he left the husband with his pet fish.

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Sarah put Bara in the box after the baby fell asleep. She returned to her husband with a cell phone attached to his ear.

📲hello?."

"Bith!. Um, you have no time tomorrow?."

📲coincidentally free anyway, why?. Ngajakin ghibah huh?." He laughed with laughter from the phone

"Thumbs, thumbs up you mak!. I mean eiqe!." Sarah giggled amusedly considering how her days used to be with the beautiful doctor.

"Eh, but don't forget to ask for it!. Lunch at home."

📲okay....

The connection was interrupted after Bitha responded to Sarah's request for lunch at her home.

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Bian, that teenage boy is so handsome with a short-sleeved shirt. Her unyu-uny face made a young woman walk over to him.

"Dian huh?. Brother Bitha's sister!" His words tried to recognize the teenager who had just entered college by looking at him closely.

"Who?." Cold answer.

"Oh yeah, I'm dancing." He smiled introducing himself.

"Emh, may I ask you a favor?." He said a little hesitantly as he looked at the cold gaze of the teenager before him.

"I need to be with Bitha, but I don't have her phone number." Further

"Have we met?." Instead of giving, Bian asked back to Tari

"No, but we're a village. And I know you're from my sister." Clearly smiling bitterly.

The age of Dari and Bian who was six years adrift made the woman had fantasized if the sister married the beautiful doctor, then he will have a sister-in-law like a handsome teenager in front of him who was still ABG and looked so adorable. But all of it must be extinct because of the carelessness of his own brother.

Bian stared doubtfully at the slightly skinny woman with a white blouse and a cream pencil skirt in front of him. He pulled out his cell phone and looked for his sister's contact and gave it to Tari.

"Thank you, yeah,,,!." He said after copying Bitha's contacts.

Bian drove the matic motorbike that his brother had just bought for him to a city library.

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Bitha was preparing a large gift that she wrapped in a carton, assisted by two women who worked at home.

"Mbk Bitha is allowed to do the same thing as Alex to Sarah's house alone?!." Ask one of them

"No papa!.I told you, but it hasn't been taken."

"We're afraid we'll get ranted by Alex, mbk."

"Quiet down!. He won't be mad at us same as bik this."

"It's over!. I take a shower!."

Bitha stepped away from the living room towards their room on the second floor.

The roar of the car engine was heard entering the garage. The two women who were cool in the tv room immediately got up, Susi went straight back while the bik ina walked forward to open the door.

"Bitha has not walked yet?!."

"Not yet, still taking a shower!." He answered by closing the door slowly.

Alex quickly climbed the stairs to the room. He immediately turned the door knob because he thought that his wife was in the bathroom and definitely did not hear it.

Bitha was shouting. He jumped when he saw the door that suddenly opened and displayed a male figure.

Even with Alex who was equally surprised when he found the beautiful body that had been three days he did not enjoy it was plastered real and only a thin triangular cloth that covered the colony fields.

Alex who was sensitive to the excitement of Bitha immediately closed the door behind him and smothered the ranum lips with his lips.

"Croupsstttth. Susi will not taste good!." Whisper Alex

"You're doing everything!." Bitha patted the field's chest in annoyance.

If Bitha used to be very uncomfortable not wearing a bra when with Alex now no longer. Because he knows how to spoil his nosy husband.

"Wash it there!." His word to Alex when the man was about to squeeze his very dense and challenging jelly hill.

Alex immediately stripped off all the clothes he was wearing, and passed them into the bathroom.

Ten minutes he was done with the laundry.

He found the wife was sitting sweetly in front of her dressing table still with her innocent body was rubbing lipstick. her face looks radiant, somehow in view of Alex the longer the beauty of Bitha growing. It also has density in some parts of her body which makes her look sexier.

"Why the hell, brother? That's how you see it?!."

"My wife is so beautiful!." Her smile expands

"Mode!."

"Seriously!. Moreover, this is getting bigger!." He said while squeezing soft jelly hill which is now his habit while waiting for his wife to polish makeup.

"Sister, ticklish ah. Already!

I'm beautiful, I want to see the baby!."

"Teruus.........?."

"Act...................UH!."

His speech was held back as Alex slid his fingers behind a thin layer of cloth covering the forbidden area.

And things happen that should happen.

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Forty minutes passed. Both have finished with their heart exercises.

Bitha who initially wanted to leave was restrained because of her nosy husband who required her to take another bath.

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After an hour, they finally arrived at the residence of Sarah and Ibram, Bitha flanking Alex's arm carrying a large cardboard box to cover her eyes.

The beautiful doctor guided her husband's steps up the stairs which were immediately welcomed by the owner of the house, Ibram.

"Alhamdulillah has arrived!. Noh awaited from earlier in the room, nanyain you continue!. This nutmeg father is waiting for you guys for a long time! What time does it promise, what time is it?! Not really you guys!."

Ibram was issuing his uneg-uneg to a couple who had just arrived with a sinless face.

"Mo'on maap sir mustache!." Bitha grinned the horse

"Anyone, yeah!." His interest in the husband

Bitha passed towards a large room located on the one floor of Ibram's house.

While the men were sitting in the back.

"It's been a long time!." Ask Ibram

"Nirvana!." Alex said casually

"Gilak!!. How horrified are you at the gini clock!?."

"You've never been pretentious!."

The two are together

In the room, Bitha and Sarah who at that time still did not dare to move much because they had not fully recovered were busy talking about the little Bara who was only fourteen days old.

"Where's the moustache pack cloning itself?."

"Kasian!. I've had two weeks of sleep malemnya not witty, near the dawn of the new actually-ner sleep him her!." Sarah looked at Bara while playing her cute little glove-clad baby hand.

"His husband's name is on alert!. Yes, this time he sleeps well!?." Said the doctor who was holding the tiny baby boy.

In the middle of the conversation, there was a knock from behind the door,

"Lake in." Sarah raised her voice

"Eh there's Mom!?." Bitha responded with a wide smile

"The distant man's eyes turned out? I thought who that was! Kok look down there's a steam car, don't see dad e Bara buy a new car!." Said the middle-aged woman while giggling

"This mother! I really like to talk!." Sarah answered with slightly pursed lips

"Hehe.iya ma'am, yesterday made a pact with Sarah to come here!."

"Yo wes, good conversation!. I stayed in the kitchen to help cook mbok Na."

After Sarah's mother passed, the two resumed their conversation. The two only talked about light things and also their memories during the first occupancy of the rented house. After lunch, Sarah tells him everything she knows about Azam's condition and his last request to meet Bitha.

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All the way home Bitha looked moody. His mind is very sad. She knew this from before Alex married her.

Let's say it's very hearty, and it is. He deliberately hid it because he was reluctant to get involved with the mass return that would only remind him of his pain first.

Arriving home, Bita immediately went into the room and laid his body on a soft mattress that felt so comfortable greeting his body.

His mind continued to struggle on its own. Remember that your husband always gives his best for you. The man who won his heart. Although Azam? Only the mass pieces always disturb his calm.

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By late afternoon, Bitha's head felt spinning to make the woman unable to stand. His face looks a little pale. His forehead gives off so much sweat.

"Dear you why?." Alex asked as he watched his wife grimace with her eyes closed.

"My head is so dizzy, brother!." Wiry

"Do you need anything?."

"I'm just going to the toilet." He said while squeezing the scabbard he was using.

"I help. Come sit!."

"Not strong!."

"Huh? Tumbens!. You are no longer allergic to the same cuisine at Ibram's house, right?." Ask ensures.

"No. I don't know why either. Started on the way home."

"Or is it because of Azam's problem?."

"Yet rich is nothing more important than that!."

"Keep why?."

Bitha remembers the last date she menstruated.

'Huh!, I guess.

"Sister please!."

"What?."

"The item bag I used to carry with me was under your desk." Clearly with eyes still closed.

Alex begins to sense something unusual about his wife's request.

The man again carried a black leather bag that felt a little heavy because the contents were not comparable to the cover.

Bitha tried to sit up when she saw her husband approaching her with a black bag he had asked for.

"Search what?." Alex asked who was so curious to see Bitha take out the entire contents of her bag.

"It." The answer is by showing a box containing a pregnancy test kit.

Alex's heart began to poco - poco gymnastics as soon as he saw the object the wife was holding.

"I'm a big one!." He said quickly when he saw his wife getting off the bed.

"DORH!." Bitha was shocked as she felt her body hover in the air.

"So he said it was dizzy, rather than falling off."

Emh, which woman's heart does not melt when treated like a queen by her halal partner.

Alek lowered the wife close to the toilet to make it easier.

"Sister, wait outside!."

"NO!. I'm keeping you here!."

"I can't pee!."

"The theory of where it is, it's also common to go out together!." His words without sin, made Bitha deliciously annoyed with the husband's strange answer.

"Egypt!." Umpatnya annoyed

While Alex just grinned at the face of the wife's frown.

While Bitha held the pee, Alex read the instructions behind the packaging.

"Udah?." He asked as Bitha held a tampon filled with her urine.

"Here I am!." Alex shifts his wife to step aside.

"Don't know how?."

"Just read it!."

Alex did it as per the instructions.

No wait for a bright red line to be seen with one more line that looks pink and a little blurred.

"It's ... positive right?." He hesitated a little to Bitha.

"Where?."

Bitha immediately closed her mouth when she saw the object shown by Alex. His tears instantly fell, his hands began to palpate his now-inhabited flat stomach.

"Positive?!." Alex asked back when he saw the wife's reaction.

Bitha simply nodded while covering her mouth as she held back the happiness.

Alex hugged Bitha's body. Giving a kiss on the top of his head.

This afternoon was a happy day for the couple.

Alex holds up his wife for a break. He did not want to cause harm to Bitha and their future children.

Both lean on the headboard with Bitha attached to the husband.

"Tomorrow shall we check?." Said Alex while wiping the side of the head of the wife who was being spoiled in the field.

Bitha simply replied to him with a nod.

"That's the shit we're looking at the burly gecko!." He continued, making Bitha look up at the handsome face of the husband.

"I don't want to!." Push back

"Why?. Afraid of falling in love again?." Godasiah

"Dw, astagfirullah. Naudzubillah!."

Alex chuckles at the response of his wife.

"Keep why?." He asked by pulling Bitha's body back into his arms.

"Don't know. Every horror of his name is called aja all bad memories are always passing in my mind."

"That's because you love too much."

"Where is that!."

"Instantially, just because the name can go all in!."

"Astagfirullah, yes, if you are in the inget of good memories. Lah this? There are even bad memories!."

"Udah, I'm sorry for what!. He really just wants to fight for you!. It's just the wrong way, and again you're not a lazy woman, whereas she needs a place to vent her desires."

A second later Bitha thought, if a man like azam only need then what is the news with her husband who has abundant money what is he also buying women for it?. Bitha's mind grew wild after hearing Alex's words.

"How do you do, brother?."

"meaning?."

"Your biological needs?. Did you also buy a woman for that?."

"So, shit!."

AWWW....!!!

One pinch landed pretty on put*ng the husband.

"It's real too!."

"Yes, no yank, my goodness!. I suspect something!."

"Well, you're a guy too!. Good guy, a lot more money!. There must be a lot of people chasing you!."

"Ciee says her husband is handsome!."

"Guah!."

"Yes not my love, honestly every guy needs. But while there are other alternatives why you should use the unhealthy, well even though the alternative is also not healthy anyway, but at least it is not being used to replace each other." Obviously at length.

"Keep what?." Ask her curiously

"Pake Gel is the same as soap." Alex was stunned after admitting his stupidity.

"Definitely not good huh?, no one mijitin 'you'!." He said compassionately in a sensual style while dipping his fingers into the color of the husband and gently rubbing the veined weapon that was still asleep comfortably. Inevitably it invites a smooth hiss because of the soft skin of Bitha that comes into direct contact with the little family heritage and makes it instantly stand firm.

It was a very fun afternoon sport.

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This morning the sky was so clear. After finishing breakfast with a liquid such as milk injected through a hose because his mouth was full of wounds caused by his illness as well as the treatment he was undergoing.

Azam groped the side of his body where tucked in a navy-colored velvet box.

He opened the box with his fingers that looked thin and pale.

He saw the beautiful ring he bought three years ago. The ring he was supposed to give to the idol on Bitha's birthday.

At that time Azam did intend to propose to Bitha on his birthday, but who would have thought if something unexpected happened.

And now it's too late. There was nothing else he could do. Azam had not expected forgiveness from the woman who had been a friend and her lover before. He only wants to see the woman he still loves for the last time if allowed. That'sallthatis.

Until a knock dawned on his daydream.

He quickly hid the blue box and its contents as his focus caught a woman with her head wrapped in a nurse cap and a green disposable gown waving from the outside of her glass room with a tall man.

Azam can recognize the two humans in front of him even though their faces are covered in masks.

Sarah dialed Azam's phone number with tears when she saw the state of the man who had always been her partner when she did not know Ibram.

"Don't cry mak!. You're ugly tauk, noisy again!." Azam said with his trademark smile

Sarah laughed with her cry that could not stop.

"Congratulations to you both for the birth of your little one, and sorry I haven't been able to nengokin, hehe. oh yes, the gift I've made using your phone number!." Continue with a smile that is still growing.

Ibram could clearly see the desperate gaze of that tyrannical face. Actually he himself did not have the heart with it considering how good Azam used to be when putting aside the free life that man did.

But it's been a choice in his life, and we can't determine his destiny.

Unable to speak, Sarah eventually chose to resign. He gave his cell phone to his husband,

Bitha and Alex who were waiting in the parking area were startled by Sarah's seemingly chaotic appearance with her swollen eyes and continued to shed tears.

Sarah grabs Bara who is still in Bitha's arms. He told the woman to rush in.

Alex clasped his wife's fingers tightly.

"I'm sorry about him. It was already painful enough to make up for his mistake just now. Now let him calm down with the rest - the rest of the happiness that still exists." Alex tries to advise his wife who still remembers Azam's past mistakes.

Bitha hugged her husband again when she arrived at the corner of Azam's room.

Alex allows his wife to see him alone.

Layered disposable gown Bitha stepped up and stood beside Ibram who was holding Sarah's phone,

"Hey, come back again you mak?." Azam mocked someone he thought was Sarah.

Until Ibram left the woman alone and finally realized that it was not Sarah, but the woman he had longed for her presence.

"Hi."

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Tbc.