Handsome Doctor That's My Husband

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This morning Wilson had looked very neat, he had to go to the hospital for a while to make sure that the hospital equipment had come safely.

But he couldn't possibly leave Tisya alone, let alone today the workers were on holiday.

Wilson decided to take Tisya for a while, and bought him clothes that were appropriate for his superior sister.

Tok tok tok tok

Wilson knocked on Tisya's room door while occasionally looking at his watch, still an hour ahead.

He was so surprised when someone patted him on the shoulder, Wilson's reflexes turned back.

"Astagfirullah ....!" peeking Wilson while turning his body back to Tisya.

"What the hell is that? Is there a serem?" asked the confused Tisya while circulating his gaze.

"You are the serem ....!" wilson stood his back to Tisya, but Tisya turned around to stand in front of Wilson, knowing that Wilson did the same.

"Why does it turn around anyway ....?" tanya Tisya protested.

"Shut up at your place ....!"

"Why the hell?"

"Why are you still wearing that shirt?" wilson asked as he wiped the sweat on his forehead, suddenly it was hot to see Tisya dressed like that.

O Allah ..., defend my defense ...., this is a severe test O Allah ....

"I've said, all my clothes are like this, just my work clothes are long, it's also only two that have not yet entered work!"

"Stay here .....!" said Wilson. He left Tisya and returned to his room.

Wilson was looking for his long-sleeved shirt and his little sweatpants.

Wilson came back out walking backwards.

"This man ...!" wilson said, handing Tisya a shirt.

"So that means I told you to pack this?"

"Yes ....!"

"Why the hell, don't go out of the house too!" tisya protest, he had imagined what would be a Wilson's clothes that were clearly great.

"We're going out!"

"Where?"

"Shop clothes for you, change your clothes, don't pack them like that again!" said Wilson.

"Yes!" although upset but Tisya still according to Wilson's request. He went back into his room and changed his mini-dress with his great-great shirt.

Hhhhhh .....

Wilson sighed in relief, "Until when will be strong like gini ..., could not the rat is not neror continue .... !" grumbling Wilson while sitting on the sofa, he also took water for him to drink.

"It's still early in the morning ....!" muttered Wilson again while loosening the tie and removing the top button of his shirt.

Five minutes later Tisya came out in his big shirt.

"Wil ..., I'm just weird this same ....!" tisya said as he stretched his arms showing how big the shirt was on his body.

"Not much protest, let's go!" wilson said and stood up.

"Hhhh benar ...!"

"What else?"

Tisya soon approached Wilson and stood right in front of him, leading Wilson to step back a bit but Tisya immediately pulled the tie.

"It's messy!" tisya.

Wilson immediately shook Tisya's hand, "Let me alone!"

"I can too!" tisya said as he pulled back the tie to make Wilson's face so close to his face.

Why is she like this ..., I mean not beautiful but ..., ihhh thought what the hell ..., Wilson's mind when their eyes meet each other.

"Let me clean up!" tisya said as he turned his eyes to the buttons of Wilson's shirt.

Wilson looked so tense, that to breathe he seemed reluctant.

"Why so tense Wil, I'm not biting, not my dracula!" said Tisya when he finished tidying Wilson's tie.

"No ..., who's tense!" wilson said as he turned his face away from Tisya, his hands were also seen wiping the sweat bottles on his forehead.

"Nahhh it's a remembrance!"

"Feelings!"

"Let's go, get some lunch!"

Wilson immediately passed away from Tisya, he opened the cover of his car that was still parked in front of the house, actually the workmanship of his car garage was finished just to replace the wall paint.

Tisya followed behind, and Wilson got into the car as well as Tisya.

"Why sit there?" wilson asked as Tisya sat in the back seat.

"Why?"

"I'm not your driver!"

hehhhh that is a problem ..., inner Tisya. He went out and sat down next to Wilson.

"Second belt sir!"

"Yes .... , bring it!"

The car drove to Frad Medika Hospital.

"Why are we here? He said to go shopping?"

"I've got a little work to do, whether you want to come down or stay here!"

"What time is it not?"

"Flexible ..., can be long can not!"

"Follow up ...!"

Although embarrassed, Tisya finally came down and sure enough he ended up being the center of attention. Not because she is a model but because her clothes look so great, but still deserve to be worn by her.

"That's the latest dress trend, huh?" ask someone who happens to know Tisya as a model.

"Maybe ..., good yeah!"

Ihhh crazy nih rat ..., pack clothes aja greatness is still a trend center ..., inner Wilson with a thin smile.

Wilson begins to do his job, not indoors as Tisya thought, Wilson's job in the hospital's backyard, checking the items that have just come ensures that nothing is left behind or excess.

After two hours of Wilson's work finally finished, Tisya was already sitting under a tree like a bum.

"It's over ..., come on!" wilson said as he approached Tisya.

"When you wil..., I can be so sick if I keep kayak gini!" lamented Tisya because of the hot air in added sunlight that stings right in the crown.

"That's aja ngeluh ..., if you want to work it must be difficult ...!"

"Yes no gini-gini amet Wil ....!"

"You stay here, or go with me!"

"Yes yes ..., it's not hard to be a person!" said Tisya annoyed while standing up and cleaning his dirty buttocks exposed to the ground.

They immediately headed to where the car was parked.

The car started to drive back from the hospital. They headed straight to the shopping center located in the city center.

Wilson immediately took Tisya to a clothing store that was quite affordable.

"Why not at the store next door? I used to buy it there!" tisya protested when they did not enter a clothing store with a famous brand but instead entered next to it.

"Now look for the awesome! How much money do you have?" ask Wilson.

"No money!"

"Well, don't think it's free, you'll have to replace it!"

"Replace? I changed what pack?"

"When you get paid, you can change your shirt for me!"

"I think it's free!" lamented Tisya who was upset.

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