Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!

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Biips...

Biips...

Sarah's alarm was heard until the next room which was the occupant was paddling a dream.

Bitha opened her bedroom door and knocked on Sarah's room door.

Awakening from her deep sleep due to an extreme knock, Sarah grabbed a round object that was always displayed on her nightstand.

"Nem, how noisy oii!." Shouted Bitha from behind the door

"Yyaaaa...!." Her mouth and soon the door of the room opened,

"Bith! Home what time is semalem?!." his steps follow Bitha towards the kitchen

"Hour 11. I knocked on you already molested!."

"Hehehe. I'm so tired!."

Finish with the women's morning ritual. Bitha planned to go out to buy vegetables, while Sarah was washing rice in the sink. In addition to having more time, also because Sarah is longer if you have to prepare for work, ranging from polishing layered makeup to bright sparkling and hairstyles that require neatly arranged.

"Is there anything you want to buy again?."

"Nothing!." Answer Sarah

Bitha rode Sarah's matic motorbike leisurely out of the complex towards the garden area where many fresh vegetable traders as well as wet fish and snacks lined up along the large road in the morning.

Gaining all her cooking needs, Bitha immediately spurred her motor home.

One hundred meters away, a man suddenly stopped Bitha's motor speed by jumping to the side of the road.

ASTAGFIRUL!

"What the hell!? Danger know?!!!." Impalements

While the object just smiled showing a row of neat teeth.

The man emerged from a restaurant called 'Rancak Bana'. With his trademark suit, t-shirts lined with shabby shirts and torn jeans resemble a doormat, not to forget also safety shoes filled with dry cement patches.

Looks like he just had breakfast, this early!.

"Doctor wants to go home?!." Say pleasantries

Bitha looked at that handsome face while squinting her eyes, looking suspicious.

"Can you ride?!."

"NO!!."

Bitha immediately turned the motor gas, but Alex's hand checks on the rear brake no less quickly make the motor just walk in place.

"Please!!. I haven't cooked!!." Infuriated

"Mother doctor, am I coming?!. Just like the building!. Will my stomach hurt again what if it goes too far?!

"Hiih, you're kok nyebelin anyway!?."

"Please on Cantiiikk's mom??!!."

Bitha seemed to think before finally giving a ride

"Smuck Up!!." Sung at.

"Change positions, let me be the boncengin?!." Rose Alex

"No!. Get you another modusin."

"Nevert back?!. You're not afraid that I'm a modusin from behind?!." The man with the black hat reminded him that wherever he is, he is still a man.

"Udah hunt!. This is sad!."

Alex let the woman ride her motorcycle. The sweep of the wind spread the fragrance of Jasmine from behind the veil that Bitha was wearing.

'Looks like he just got shampooed'. The man's smart brain behind him slowly began to shift from his axis.

If Bitha was halal for her then there was no mercy to pounce on her.

The man really enjoyed his morning. Being in the woman's arms in front of him makes his mood rise 100%.

Luckily his face was a smile - a strange smile was not seen in Spion because his height exceeded Bitha's head.

Inversely with Bitha who is thin-ketir. Afraid that someone who recognized him was chatting with a man.

"Down!."

"Huh?."

"Fuck up!."

"Who?!."

In line with Alex's answer, Bitha chose to go down with her shopping.

"E e e e h, where are you going?!."

"You don't want to go down!." Subject to

Alex is still in position nangkring in the back seat with both legs supporting the matic sarah motor to stay standing.

"Yes yes, mother, joked...!!. Beautiful when angry!." His race added to Bitha's growl

"Surge!."

"Yes, it's going up!." Alex said casually

Seeing the indecision of Bitha's face made Alex end his evilness.

He knew that this beautiful woman was in the middle of her emotions not to throw the crackle she was carrying.

"Bye ... Bye ... Beautiful ... !!!." He said after Bitha's departure

Alex stared at the semi-finished building thirty meters from the edge of the complex street. Houses with a tropical modern concept that is in the development stage it does look great among the surrounding houses that carry a minimalist modern theme.

"Work.work..work..work..........spirit invite the future!." His words encouraged self.

A middle-aged worker greeted Alex's bright morning.

"Who? Mas!. Still want to go with cement what?." Ask

"No, sir!. Block me!." The man chuckled

"That's been said to be the same usman sir, he was told to diem until ngeyel!."

"Haha..aman sir, it's lost curiosity!."

"La iyo to how not to lose the sak wong his people follow that siup!." The father laughed

Likewise with a handsome man who was shaking his waist accompanied him.

Alex checked the entire building, researching the parts that were still in the finishing stage.

He climbed a staircase to the second floor, where the candidates for the main room were. Suddenly his mind was traveling as he opened the white-painted steel door before him, making him quickly descend to annihilate things that should not be.

"Why mas? How rushed!." Ask a worker his age.

"Eh, no!. No papa!."

"Sampean opo is afraid of subtle creatures?."

"Huh? How smooth? That's hairy?."

"No!, that model demon!."

"Ooh, no!. I thought of something!." His answer was with a crisp smile

Finished driving around the man's house again preoccupied with a smart phone that is always attached to him.

Sitting on the edge of the pool without water, he opened his PC. Making your own money is indeed very fun especially can provide jobs for others, which is why he is so enjoying his busy life that he never deals with beautiful creatures named women in addition to work.

They are single men who are afraid of women. Not without reason, the article many of the workers who are in his office bear the status of widows or widows. Some of them have an unclean lifestyle.

Dating women is not difficult for him. But taking care of yourself is the hardest for him who is a man.

Not a few of the female employees who really expect themselves like a gold medal. Sometimes he felt uneasy with the hungry gaze of the caress-hungry spy.

There's nothing wrong with that. It's just that they're too outspoken for bed matters to their fellow men.

Alex is not an innocent man. But he also never wanted to taste what was not his.

His heart had fallen on one woman for years. Even before he was involved in the world of work.

He had been harboring that feeling since he was in high school, and it happened because of an unexpected incident that is still recorded clearly in his memory.

She was tired of her feelings. But what power if the taste itself is reluctant to leave his heart. Even when the woman is in a relationship with another man. Sick, of course. But it was also unable to make his heart turn away.

The fruits of his patience are now beginning to look little by little. He was just waiting for the right time to pick it up in its entirety.