
In the hospital precisely in the room shades of gray look figure with white coat urgency for some reason.
Making the sisters who came to want to give a report was made confused. "Doctor, what's wrong? Is the doctor sick?" The question made Richard look.
"Yes, there's a big problem. And I gotta go, give it a quick!" He asked for the report that the nurse had brought.
"It's a doctor." Richard immediately wrote down the recipe after reading the report from immediately giving it.
"This, give it to the patient's family. Ask for a ransom and follow my advice."
The sister accepted and immediately left from there. Richard who felt he had finished immediately gas came out but, as he stepped in the hallway, a small figure who called him made him stop.
"Doctor! Uncle doctor!" His call made Richard look up.
It looks like the 4-year-old is trying to step with a tool accompanied by his mother who looks worried. "Sweetie careful!" He remembers but is not heeded.
"Uncle doctor!" Richard saw one of his small patients.
"Sweet roses, what's up?" Ask Richard with his greeting.
Hearing that, a smile appeared and made the little teeth visible. "Uncle doctor, I'd like to give you this. It means invitation."
"Biriday party?" Richard's Beo.
"Yes, I want to give it to Uncle Doctor's son. The twins but didn't find them." Rosa.
"Now Rosa's birthday, she said she wanted to invite your two sons. Rosa was so excited." Alice explained her daughter's intentions.
"Of course, the double Z is definitely happy and will come." Richard received the invitation card from Rosa's tiny hand
"Double Z?" Repeat Alice.
"Yes, I call him that. By the way what about your legs?"
Richard glanced at Rosa's right foot. "It's better, it'll heal soon. Thank you so much doctor." Alice said sincerely while smiling.
"That's thanks to Rosa's will and desire as well. Okay, Uncle, take it and see you later."
"Thank you Uncle, drugs!" Rosa waved her hand and was replied by Richard.
Richard took a step back and rushed to his car in the parking lot. "I hope everything goes well! Zee, I'm coming!"
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Zoya doesn't cover anything, Rekha worries not to play, what if her father doesn't agree. Though he and Richard will explain later but his father asked directly impatiently.
"The two-child widow apparently. I like your honesty, and I've got her decision. Whatever the outcome may be, I'm sure you'll take it well, visible to you."
Zoya will accept whatever the decision is, she does not cover anything because for her in the relationship must be based on honesty.
Although Richard accepts himself and also double Z whether his family is too so, of course it depends. And learning enough from her past, Zoya doesn't want it to happen again.
Really he does not want it, he wants the man and the family of the man to accept himself both its advantages and disadvantages. "I decided you...."
Everything was silent waiting for the answer that came out of the lips of the owner of the wrinkled face, Rekha only prayed that his father was married because if not how the fate of Richard later.
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Netra Alan roundly read the message Jim had sent him. Without waiting any longer he immediately contacted the man.
Seeing the call from Alan, Jim immediately raised it and soon heard a voice containing many flavors. "Explain!" Said Alan.
"You've read it, I just want to say that someone came to see Zoya and it looks like she said something big. I'm searching your residence and I might report it soon. Are you suspecting someone?"
"I can't think clearly."
"Alan, there may be someone who does want Zoya to leave you under the pretext of a child. And...."
Jim who was in the kitchen saw something and it distracted him. He immediately headed there and saw a packet of medicine in the trash that began to smell.
"Jim's? What's up?" Ask Alan
"I'll call you back later, there's someone coming from the company." It was Jim's lie who wanted to make sure of that.
"All right, I'll wait!"
The call was interrupted, Jim put on the glove and took the packet of medicine. " I have to check this out immediately to the lab."
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