Doctor of Love Liver Specialist

Doctor Love Liver Specialist episode#100 "Current Immune"

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The next day after a full physical examination, Rezki was allowed to leave the VVIP room on condition that he had a complete break during the recovery period. The handsome CEO took his wife home to their own home but Arshi just wanted to break her fast with her parents.

"It's a shame we're going home." His ink while looking at the beautiful face of his wife who helped button his shirt.

"I want to break the fast with Mamah and Papah Yank." Rengek Arshi with a very spoiled tone.

Rezki took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"All right, dear." He said, nodding his head because he did not want to argue with the woman who had contained the fruit of his love." We're not talking, are we?" He asked for fear of not being able to make love freely with the woman he loved so much.

"What if we stay at Mamah's house, Papah?" Instead of answering her husband's question Arshi asked back, as if she did not understand what was on her lover's mind.

"Don't pretend you don't understand, baby, I know you're testing me!" Upset Rezki while pulling his wife's hand to sit on his lap.

"I'm sorry Yank, I just don't want you to be soiled. You will have to rest completely first to recover quickly, if we do you must be very tired, after all tomorrow we will have to fast again." Arshi explained the reason in a very soft tone.

"That's part of worship too darling. Don't you want to add more reward?" Rezki raised his eyebrows looking at the face of his wife who was only a few cent away from him.

"Not that I don't want Yank but I'm afraid that we'll be cleared, until finally opening the birth canal baby twins are not yet time." Arshi expressed her concern.

"I promise I'll do it slowly and get the mayonnaise out." Rezki said as he stroked his wife's stomach and kissed her.

"Yes, then we go straight home, so I can prepare to serve you well as you wish Yank." Arshi finally broke up while moving from the lap of her husband.

"Really Honey? We're not bukber in Mamah's house with Papah?" Rezki asked as he followed his wife.

"Yes." Yeah."Briefly Arshi then took the phone he placed on the nightstand.

"Judah then I'll call Aspi first to pick us up now." Rezki then called his personal driver.

I can't wait for night." His heart while smiling meaningfully looked at the beautiful face of his wife who was standing beside him.

Arshi nodded her head and typed in a message to tell her parents that she and her husband were going straight home.

⁇ ️" Assalamualaikum Mah. Sorry yes, I'm the same Rezki not being a bukber with you guys, we have personal interests that can not be postponed anymore. Insha Allah next time we will try to make bukber there.

Khardha smiled at the message from her daughter, because Riki Pratama had invited her and all her family to help her prepare a surprise and bukber at Rezki's house. The woman who still looks beautiful at her age who is no longer young then replied to her daughter's message.

📩" Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Yes, dear papa, you should obey your husband, because your paradise is also in his pleasure.

After replying to her son's message, Khardha moved from her seat to help prepare food and drinks on the table.

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Meanwhile, at Hendrik Choi's residence. Amara was busy helping her in-laws arrange food on the table, while waiting for the break time she mixed cucumber suri, avocado, watermelon, coco pandan flavor, milk and ice into a glass for all of them.

"The Assalamualaikum My Lovely." Hendra said as he sat on the dining table chair watching what his wife was doing.

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh Hubby." Amara answered while reviewing her smile.

"How's baby doing here?" Hendra stroked his wife's stomach.

"Alhamdulillah he is fine Hubby, insha Allah I am strong if fasting full until this month." Amara answered her smile and sat down next to her husband.

"Then can I take him tonight?" Whisperer Hendra in the ear of his wife.

"May, but there are conditions." Amara smiled meaningfully looking at her husband's handsome face.

"His terms?" Hendra raised one of his eyebrows looking at his wife's beautiful face.

"I want to go for a ride on the bike and find meatballs tonight after tarawih." Amara answered expressing her wish.

"Kok riding a motorbike? Just get in the car, I don't want you to catch a cold." Hendra emphasized his words.

"I want to ride a Hubby motorbike." Persuade Amara as she wrestled spoiled in her husband's arms.

"Not once do you stay away!" Resolutely Hendra by turning his face in the other direction.

"Hubby." Whine Amara with a very spoiled tone.

His mother Hendra who had noticed the interaction of the child and his daughter-in-law finally spoke up.

"Hendra can't ride Amara's motorbike." He stared at the handsome face of his son.

Prita remembered the incident that made his only child deterred on the motorbike.

🌿 Flashback on🌿

While still sitting on the bench of Junior High Hendra really wanted to be able to ride the bike. Unbeknownst to her parents, she taught herself to use her home assistant's motorbike parked in her yard. But only a week can ride the motorbike suddenly he hit an electric pole and then splashed into the river that flows quite rapidly after the rain, to make it sink with the motorbike. The joint SAR team managed to find him the day after the incident until finally Hendra was really traumatized as well as his parents.

🌿 Flashback off 🌿

"REally?!" Amara rounded her eyes perfectly when she heard what her father-in-law had said.

Hehe..." Funny Hubby, you're good at everything but you can't ride a bike." Amara chuckled amusedly looking at her husband.

"I'll punish you tonight for laughing at me." Whisper Hendra by emphasizing his words.

Amara took a hard sip of her saliva as her husband would definitely not let her sleep well tonight.

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Rezki and Arshi are still on their way home, they both don't know that there are a lot of people in the house. But somehow when you see the number of new suri cucumbers in the harvest on the side of the road Arshi really want to buy it.

Cucumber suri, cucumber becik, belungka stone or belungka langkang we call the Banjar. Is the most sought after fruit of the Indonesian people every holy month of Ramadan arrives, so many are sold everywhere at different prices of course in each area of the archipelago. Because there are people who sell seeds or fruit, there are also weighed first and determine how much the price.

This one fruit is always there to complete our family's bukber menu, especially my mother in the village who never missed a day without enjoying it with cendol, kolang-kaling, syrup and milk mixed with ice of course. Really immediately anyway, funny indeed my parents even though he was sick even though still cucumber suri and his friends became his favorite drink.

🌿 Ma...Forgive your children who haven't been able to see you in person for three years.

🌿Because we have not been able to return home due to the covit-19 pandemic and government travel ban.

🌿Sincere prayers I always offer to you, the woman who gave birth to me in this world.

🌿May you live a long, healthy, strong life of worship, happy life and blessings in every step of your life.

🌿Ma...We all miss you so much but what power God has not allowed us to meet.

🌿Yes Allah protect us all from all dangers.

🌿Find us all as soon as possible with our extended family in even better condition than now.

🌿Aamiin yes rabbal alamiin.

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"Yank I want to buy cucumber suri." Point it out the windshield of his car.

"Yes dear." Rezki nods his head and asks his personal driver to pull the car over." Aspi we buy cucumber suri first." He patted the driver's shoulder.

After her four-wheeler stopped near the seller, Arshi rushed out of the car without waiting for the driver or her husband to open the door.

"Honey be careful, slow down. Remember your womb!" Rezki cried while following his wife's steps from behind.

Arshi stopped right in front of the seller of the cucumber, then crouched down to sort it out and pick it.

"How much is the price per seed Ma'am?" Rezki asked while helping his wife pick a ripe fruit.

"Little bank ten thousand, if the great twenty thousand sir." The seller replied with a friendly smile.

"Where do you want, dear?" Rezki stared at his wife who was busy choosing cucumber.

"I want to buy everything Yank." Arshi replied casually without turning her head in the direction of her husband.

Rezki gawked in shock at hearing that, he immediately stopped the hand of his wife who continued to pick the cucumber vigorously.

"Where are we taking him, honey? Is it mostly?" He asked while frowning, looking at the beautiful face of the woman who had contained the fruit of her love.

"We rent a pick up car to anterin to the house we continue to share with family, neighbors friends, and your men. It's easy!" Answered Arshi gave the solution while reviewing her smile to reveal her teeth.

"Yes, then." Said Rezki while paying for all the suri cucumbers he chose his wife.

He also asked the seller to help him deliver to his home address, using a pick-up car that usually receives transportation around there by adding money transportation of course.

There-just Young Madam, a lot to buy her cucumber suri. I want to sell, sultan is free!" Aspi's inner voice while making her smile saw her master.

"Yank I want to hug this cucumber in my lap huh." Pinta Arshi while holding two cucumber suri as big as a baby roll.

Rezki again looked at his wife, but because he did not want to disappoint the woman who had contained the fruit of his love, he just nodded his head without saying a word.

Arshi was so happy that she sat in the back passenger seat next to her husband after Aspi opened the car door.

Aspi chuckled amusedly watching the behavior of her young mistress. While Rezki himself only smiled while shaking his head staring at his wife.

There's-there's just you darling, really adorable." His mind as he continued to stare at what his eternal lover was doing." Is this also part of cravings?" He asked in his heart while holding his face with his hand.

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Seriate...

All friends, do not forget to leave your mark through the sign of love or a red rose.

Happy fasting Ramadan 1442 H.

For those who run it.

May our worship be received by Allah subhanna wata'ala, aamiin yes rabbal alamiin.