Doctor Ma'am! Love Me Please!

9. Misguided

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The holidays are over, it's time to get back to their routine .

Bitha was cleaning her room, putting together some clothes she brought home yesterday. While Sarah, he was in the kitchen making a dish to welcome the arrival of the lover.

"Bith, help me love!." His ink was sanding on the door of the room

"What?!. I haven't run this!."

"Buy coconut water donk! Near the mosque."

"Huh?! There-there is!. Want to make what try, really complicated!.

"There is, again on this process so I can not leave."

"Why not dimasakin indomie pak kumis!? Oh!!."

"Thou art evil, bebeb me!."

"He's a lot of money, tell him to buy food out!."

"Son!. No...No...!. Sarah said as she shook her index finger

"We're saving for the future!." Mashable

"What!!??."

"Twoah,, hunt please buyin!. Yea!? Yea!? Yeah!?."

"Yes, it's a really good thing!." Bitha melengos away.

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Bitha was waiting for an ice coconut to prepare her message when someone occupied the seat next to her.

"Hi's beautiful!. Buy ice, right?!." Reproved

Alex with a bright smile looked at Bitha as he raised his two thick eyebrows.

'Why are these people again!?' Inwardly

Alex's appearance this time is not as thick as usual, he still wears a t-shirt with a black hat, beach-patterned color pants and Safety shoes that look dirty by dry cement like a rough worker. The slight plausibility value is that it doesn't smell sweat, that's all.

Alex ordered a pack of Coconut ice to the wife of the Iceman who was gripping Bitha's order coconut, which was,

"This handsome guy has sugar to use what?!." Ask the ice aunt

"That pink color is!. Just as beautiful as the rich mbak next to me!." The lyrics while displaying a row of neat teeth.

"Duuhh, you can have a zombie!." The aunt chimed in

Bitha slightly lowered her head to ease her embarrassment from Alex's crush.

What a shit his mind, at the same tempt this annoying guy why his heart even beat fast!.

Soon Alex welcomed the ice seller's hand,

"Thank you!, this beautiful mother who paid ya bi!." His words immediately escaped after receiving a pack of coconut ice of his order.

HEEEIII.......!!!.

"Basic!. Watch it!." Pissed Bitha

"The mother knew the same mas - mas earlier?!." Ask aunt

"No!!."

"Yes, don't pay!. No papa mbk!."

"Eh? Don't bi!. Don'tdon't!. My dad didn't pay." Prattling

Along the way home Bitha continued to condemn Alex's behavior which always upset her if she met him.

Arriving home, Bitha's face looked sour.

While Sarah who did not understand because her musabababnya could only apologize to her friend, thought if she was the one who caused Bitha's irritation.

"Bith..sory has taken care of you!.

I really don't know if you're in this mood!." Sarah said as she squeezed Bitha's hand

Aware of the situation, Bitha turned to Sarah.

"Eh, my goodness. Not Sar!. Not at all!. Really!."

"Keep why come - come face you kelipet that?!."

"No papa, just now!. Don't talk about it!." He walked out of the kitchen.

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The sound of Ibram's car horn greeted the hearing of the two women in the house.

"The moustache pack comes Sar!."

"Ih, moustache sir!,, moustache sir!, that's it!."

"Yes, give it to you!." Bitha laughs.

This dinner was sponsored by Sarah.

"Is this really edible yank?!." Ask Ibram

"You're talking about that, beb..?!."

"Yes, I'm not!." Ibram tried to hold back his laughter

Bitha who had just lifted the rice basket from the kitchen again laughed as she looked at the black Tempe array. Though he and Ibram had suggested to cook indomie eggs only so as not to misstep.

Their dinner was filled with silliness, laughter was heard so clearly that it reached the terrace.

Ibram pampit after feeling drowsiness, leaving the two beautiful women with a full stomach after eating Indomie eggs cooked Bitha.

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The sky looks a little dark, the raindrops start to greet the earth when Bitha just entered the gate of the complex. His gaze swept around the housing, he stared at the back of a man who was in the middle of a marathon to speed up his pace avoiding the raindrops while dispelling the view with his hands.

What happened?, it was not Bitha who volunteered to give her a ride, but rather the man who forced her to stop. Especially if not for a ride. There is no way Bitha refused to go straight to the speed, which was instead he went to jail for deliberately hitting the man earlier.

Bitha rolled down the passenger window, not the greeting she heard but the word 'key book' came out of the man's mouth.

ALEX!.

Really this guy can really look for opportunities in narrowness.

"Let's walk!."

He said after shaking off the remaining water that was still attached to his hair with his hands without seeing the woman beside him.

Bitha just stared intently at Alex , did not respond at all to the words of the man who was sitting sweet next to her with a sinless face.

"Who? Not going home?! Want to rain in the car, sure it's safe?!."

Alex continued with his eyebrows raised with his ignorant smile seeing Bitha.

Bitha silently did not answer. He stepped on the gas pedal while squeezing the steering handle.

Remembering the title he held not to mention the disappointment of his parents, making him think twice if he wanted to harm this man.

The car stopped right in front of the construction site.

"Can you go inside? Mayan's raining can make a fever!." Reason makes sense

Alex asks Bitha to drive him into the building's headquarters so as not to rain.

Still without a word, Bitha swerved her car into the yard thirty meters away from the front fence.

His face looked so insincere, the negative aura felt so intensely radiating from the beautiful woman.

Alex did not get off his car, making Bitha's patience thin. The woman breathed a rough sigh.

"Down!!!."

Alex looked at him.

"Down!!!."

Still in position.

"QUICK DOWN O BITCHY CREATURE!!" he growled at the handsome face of the man next to him who was also looking at him without a smile.

"Can't you not judge me?!." Alex said

"Can't!!." Answer loudly

Alex breathed a heavy sigh,

"Why!?." Looked at, he,

Bitha turned her face to the side avoiding the sharp eyes that were staring at her. There was a sense of dag - dig - dug when stared at like that.

"I can't!. You made a sprain!!."

"Can't be so!. What if your son looks like me?!." Ask with a plain face

"What the hell!?, don't bother talking!." Resentfully

"I don't think!. It could be your sprain every look I'm laughing until later."

"There's a drop down, iiihhhh......"

Bitha tried to push the base of Alex's arm, which was sitting upright, to get out of the car.

Alex is still Alex, he's not naughty but a little stupid. He likes to look at the beautiful woman if he is upset.

Not going out, Bitha grabbed her tote bag containing personal equipment including a notebook inside from the back seat. The leather bag was quite heavy even though it did not contain, and his seemed so dense with a corner of a stainless-iron bag.

Bitha floated the bag with both hands. Alex who saw the corner of the bag glistened reflex dodge by pulling the car seat backrest lever to make his body slumped backward with a little hard.

the poor beloved shoots arrived. Not a survivor who got even apes who greeted Alex. He forgot his family's legacy when the iron coating hit the right groin that was plastered with no protection other than the pants he wore.

AAARRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!..............

The scream sounded bitter.

Bitha took off her grip on the bag with a weight of two kilos was still in place.

His eyes were fleshy while covering his mouth with both hands,

'Mampus me' her inner