Hot Duda And Virgin Old

Incident

Flowers also have a process for blooming. I just enjoy my life.

Don't you take it long, Megan! You may lose your taste. Remember, you're thirty-four. Isn't that grandma?

Do not let your flowers wither before they develop.

You know, the guy your age is gone. They belong to someone else.

Or... Are you waiting for a flocking? There you will only cry when your possessions and all your assets move into his hands.

Megan Diamond. No one can take away all of mine. And I .. don't need to marry anyone.

Suddenly ..

Bruaks....!

"Awh!"

Busy in daydreams about words containing an element of warning from the mouths of family members just now, making Megan unable to focus on driving. As a result his head was hit by the steering wheel and the muzzle of his favorite lamborgini was destroyed by hitting a tree on the side of the road.

He just resigned from the family dinner at the grandmother's residence.

"Akh, shit! Thinking of their words made me unfocused." Megan grimaced in pain in her head. He also got out of the car.

The dark and quiet condition of the road slightly made him creep.

How'this? Should I scream for help? Who's gonna help me?

Two minutes later, a two-wheeler approached him.

With a sense of anxiety Megan tried to keep looking calm.

"Can I help you, auntie?"

Whats? Aunty? Do I look that old? Megan's protest in heart. The young man's greeting really touched him.

"As you can see my car hit a tree" he explained lazily.

He could not clearly see the boy's appearance because of the lack of lighting.

"Let me drop off, auntie." bargain the teenager anyway.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a aunt." Megan replied sounding a little sloppy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, let me take you between the sisters" she seemed to be holding back her sweet but invisible smile from Megan.

"You sure you can take me on that bike? How old are you?" Megan doesn't believe in the boy's abilities.

"Three more months 17teen brothers,"

"That means you don't have a SIM yet?"

The young man nodded.

"What's your name? Can you be trusted?" ask Megan again. However, he could not trust people just like that.

The teenager answered him by showing him the identification card he got from school.

"Well if you force it. It's already night anyway. Thank you in advance." said Megan.

Finally the motorbike returned to the road leaving the deserted place.

"Sister not married yet? Why not call him to pick him up? Now these scavengers are in action everywhere."

Whahuh? This kid is so disrespectful.

"I'm not married" Megan replied briefly and clearly.

"Oh sorry, brother. I thought I was married."

"Not every woman in the world needs a companion. I was one of them. I already have everything so I don't think about getting married." Megan said. The crowding of the troops on the road made him have to raise the volume of his voice.

"So so? Didn't you think about having a child?"

"O boy, focus on driving. Don't ask this or that much. We can be wretched." snapped Megan, lately she is often sensitive to talk about couples and children.

Tin tin tin!!!

Bruaakkkk!

Death accidents are no longer inevitable. A truck hit a motorcyclist sending two people bouncing a few meters away.

Is this the end of my life? Shall I die in the hands of this snot?

"Bo.cah, ba...ngun, you.. ber.da..rah"

Megan's eyesight became myopic and eventually dark already.

MEGAN DIAMOND. She is a 34-year-old girl who has always been nicknamed 'old maiden' by her grandmother.

When he was 10 years old both his parents died together in an accident. Since then, Megan has become a cold female figure.

Being an only child requires Megan to be the only person to inherit a priceless fortune.

Currently Megan herself has managed to build a Jewelry business that she named "BERLIAN MEGAN JEWELRY". In addition, he also joined with shareholders in several well-known companies in various fields.

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Wiw wiw wiw!

Ambulace arrived with two patients at Juan Barata's Hospital's 'Barata's Hospital' in WIDOW DUDA's MATCHMAKING novel.

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"Doctor Morgan, isn't this patient your son?"

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Morgan Erlangga's. The 42-year-old worked as a renowned bone surgeon in the surgical room.

Even so, who is not surprised if the patient who has just arrived at the emergency unit is the son of his own pride who is now unconscious in a state of blood.

Then what is this? Why do they hold hands?

"Both patients in equally apprehensive condition! Prepare the operating room! It's an emergency!" the ER doctor asserted, making Morgan wake up from his daydream.

"Doctor Morgan, you handle female patients. Your son will be treated by another doctor."

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"What's? Granddaughter accident?"

Grandma just received some bad news from the hospital. His fragile knees could no longer withstand the vibrations throughout his vulnerable body.

"Hurry up and get me to the hospital!" His orders to the driver.

It didn't take long for Megan's entire family to be put together in the hospital. Some came out of curiosity, some were concerned, some were rushing to secretly watch Megan's last breath.

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Surgery Room.

Where's this woman from? Why is he with Erick? What's their relationship? Possibly ...

Various preconceptions kept popping up in Morgan's mind. Thinking about who this woman is? What is the current condition of his son? Several times he had to be resuscitated by officers beside him. He was deeply disturbed but was required to remain professional.

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"Grandma, why that old virgin?"

"What did I hear about when he was with a man who was so young?"

"Grandmother, is your granddaughter really playing in droves?"

Megan's cousins took turns asking.

"Shut your mouths. Don't think that!" strict with grandma.

A few hours passed and finally the door of the operating room facing is now wide open.

Grandma approached the doctor.

"How's my grandson doing, doc?"

"Operation went well. But the patient has not gone through a critical period. We did the best we could. Please support the family by praying that the patient can recover soon." explained the doctor.

"Then what is the condition of the male patient, doc?" my grandmother asked the other doctor.

"We tried to do our best. But..."

deg deg...

Back the tension approached Morgan.

"But what, doc?" ask grandma again.

"We will explain the condition to the patient's parents, madam" replied the doctor.

"Give them the same space. The best room in the hospital. I'll talk to the boy's parents."

The grandmother turned around after giving her strict orders.

"I'm the father of that male patient, madam."

Grandma was shocked, the doctor standing before her called me the parent of the patient who was involved with her virgin granddaughter.

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Part 1 to here first yes readers. 🥰