I Love You Dr. Chicanery

Dr. Handsomes

POV Raya

"If you see the condition of the mother, maybe tomorrow the mother can go home," I said while pocketing my stethoscope.

Today I was in one of the RSIA Satya Medika Class II treatment rooms. Class II has 4 beds of patients. After standing for a while examining the patient, I sat back in my wheelchair.

"Thank you, Doctor. Somehow returned the kindness of the doctor who had treated me so that it almost recovered even though the doctor himself was also almost the same condition as me, pregnant with a weak womb. But the doctor still had time to treat and pay attention to patients like me," said the mother in a tone that sounded very sincere.

I grabbed her hand and stroked the back of her hand. This patient is more or less my age. But I still have to call her Mom like I call the other patients.

"It's my job, ma'am. I'm under contract, and I have no choice but to keep working like this. Then you should feel grateful, because you can still bedrest even if you have to be in the hospital for two weeks," I said.

"Dr. Raya is the most modest," he praised.

I raised my eyebrows while smiling. I was ready to get out of this room when I heard a familiar voice in one of the talk show programs on television that was one of the facilities in this room.

"Reverse viewers, still on dr. Handsome with me Mahfudz ...."

"Definitely handsome!!!!"

The sound of the audience in the studio was rousing accompanied by supporting music that added to the euphoria of the audience in the TV studio 17

"Ehmm, speaking of handsome, I'm actually not used to predicate handsome, but ...."

Mahfudz glanced at dr. Jasmine who is also one of the hosts who looks giggled at the reaction of Mahfudz.

"Ciee who is handsome, blushes her ..." Her god on Mahfudz made my heart growl at her.

This is what I was afraid of when I allowed Mahfudz to accept the offer to host this show. I couldn't stand to see him joking around with other women even if it was within the scope of work. Actually I was determined by my decision not to allow Mahfudz to take part in the event, but because of Fuad's plea that I allow Mahfudz, I finally collapsed. Fuad plans to run for the legislature. But because of pressure from Waridi's power to make it difficult for him to get party support so Fuad decided to take advantage of his brother's popularity to participate in his campaign when Mahfud really officially became one of the hosts on the medical program prestigious in this country.

Mahfudz laughed at the temptation.

"That's a real handsome, huh?"

"The pain ...."

My God, what kind of intimacy is that? my mind's upset. But even though I was upset, I continued to watch.

Mahfudz pura sulked hearing that.

"Yes, yes handsome .." said dr. Jasmine relented.

"But viewers, besides me, are still much more handsome .... Who her? He is our guest star this time as well as our source. Let's call dr. Farel Herrom, Sp. OG ...."

The sound of the accompanying music was heard again followed by the guest star who came from behind the stage along with the applause of the audience in the studio. After shaking hands with each other, Mahfudz as the host began to play his role again.

"Call, dr. Farely! How are you?"

"Yes, Mahfudz and dr. Jasmine. I'm fine. Thank goodness you are healthy."

answer dr. Farelle.

After a brief stale talk, the three immediately began to the topic of the event.

"We're just going straight to the topic of our show today, Doc. Know the female reproductive organs and the dangers of getting married at an early age ...."

I was still watching Mahfudz on the glass screen when the patient's family curse on the next bed distracted me.

"Duuuh, gedein voice donk, my beloved doctor nih ..." cursed a girl makes me frown.

"Which one? Is the guest star? I think it's the fathers" said the patient who seems to be his brother.

"No, I like the host, you know! Dr. Mahfudz donk, very handsome. Really handsome. He said he lived in our town .... Let me know where the house is or know which hospital the doctor works at, I will come nuh nyamperin him. I shot the doctor to be my girlfriend!"

My heart is hot, hot, hot to hear it. I'm his wife, woy!

"Would he want to be with you?" ledek's brother again.

"The name is also effort. Love must be fought for. Anyway I fell in love at first sight just see his vidion on YouTube a few months ago. Sister didn't see it fitting her again CPR baby, so cool to know. It appears that he's my husband, definitely ...."

"Hmmm!!!" dehemku's upset. I'm annoyed to hear that.

It made the nurse who had helped me check on the other patients laugh.

"But how, donk? Dr. Mahfudz is already his wife ..." seduced the nurse while glancing mischievously at me.

"Ah, the hell time? I can't believe it! Dr. Mahfudz was young, still a bachelor. Don't make it up, brother! If you want a rival say so! We compete sportively!" the girl said back to teasing the nurse.

"I know you don't believe. You're heartbroken again, if you know who his wife is ...."

"Whose exactly? Who's wife? How come I never heard?"

"No, dr. His wife." said the nurse, turning her lips toward me.

"Haha?"

Everyone in the room looked at me.

"Really, Doc?"

I smiled while trying as hard as I could to hold back my annoyance.

"One question before we go to the ad session, Doc. Marriage and pregnancy at an early age are at risk of causing premature birth, bleeding, miscarriage and the death of the fetus in the womb. Is that right, Doc?" ask Mahfudz.

"Yes right. This is not always due to a young woman's age. There are other supporting factors such as accidents, or previous pregnancy history so that it can cause complications as mentioned earlier. If I may ask, what dr. Mahfudz asks this related to the wife at home, doctor Raya? I heard dr. Lately have the same problem?" ask dr. Farel.

"Woow, there's a new gossip audience," interrupted dr. Jasmine. "So dr. Our handsome is married? Many will be heartbroken. Dr. Farel is known by the heart of dr. Mahfudz this?"

Beyond my expectations, the studio was suddenly boisterous by the shocked response of the audience. Mahfudz and dr. Farel only laughed lightly.

"Know. I know dr. Raya. We are both taking the same subspecialist education at the same university. He is one of dr. Best spOG in town XXX. During their marriage, dr. Raya invited us around but unfortunately at that time I did not attend. Unexpectedly, today I even met her husband in person. Dr. Handsome is really handsome," said dr. Farel accompanied by jokes.

"Wow, I think the studio audience is more interested in this rumor, the audience at home how?" ask dr. Jasmine on the audience.

"Hahaha ..." Mahfudz's laughter sounded crisp. " Our back to topic this time is about knowing the female reproductive system and the dangers of getting married at an early age. But before that, don't go anywhere, we will continue again after some commercial ads below. Stay in dr. Handsome?"

Jeng!! Jeng!!! Jeng!!

"Doctor, the doctor was right his wife dr. Mahfouz?" the girl asked, hoping it was just a lie.

"Yes right" I replied.

"Doctor, can I see dr. Mahfudz is not it? I want a photo together and ask for an autograph. Yeah, yeah, huh? I did the same dr. Mahfudz," he said expectantly.

What the hell is a very odd child? Did you say his idol already has a wife still nyolot?

"Now he's been a bit busy since he hosted the show. He usually takes me here as well. But later I will take it if there are fans who are looking for it. Now I have to go first to check on other patients. I stay huh?" pamittu.

It is annoying to see another girl's expression admiring my husband.

As soon as I got outside I immediately called Mahfud.

"Yes, honey?" Sweep it from across there.

"Mahfudz!! You playboy! Don't call me baby. You're a tau nyebelin!"

"Huh? Wh why? Who is playboy? Baby, what are you doing?"

"You ahhh!!! The malassss!!!" my bursts while hanging up the phone without caring about the possibility of a confused Mahfud response across there.

Then without wasting any time I immediately headed for the elevator to return to my room downstairs. I tried to reach the elevator button, but my hand didn't reach. When I wanted to stand up from the wheelchair, someone touched my shoulder and forced me back to my seat.

I turned my head to see who did that to me. Ali was smiling at me.

"You're going downstairs, right?" he pressed the elevator button.

I nodded and was a little surprised as Ali pushed my wheelchair into the elevator.

"You should ask the nurse for help if you need to get up and down the elevator" she said.

I felt awkward just being with her in the elevator.

"What are you doing here, Ali?"

"Why do you think? I was visiting Marhamah, she's my wife now, Ray," she said.

"Yes, right," I said while nodding. " I have to get back to work, then" I said as soon as the elevator doors opened.

I immediately pushed my wheelchair out of the elevator. Ali was still helping me push the wheelchair.

"Here I am, Ali" I said as soon as I saw that he had no intention of stopping pushing my wheelchair.

"I'm taking you to your room, and I have something to talk to you about anyway" he said, without caring about my reaction to his actions.

"I don't think we have anything else to talk about, just take me here. I don't want any more misunderstandings between me, you Marhamah or anyone who sees us later" I said slightly irritated.

"If I tell you this is about Waridi's problem, are you still not interested in talking to me?" the tanyanya makes me curious.

"Varice?" I asked back while looking at it

Ali nodded.

"You might be interested in a little secret?"

Forgive me Lord, who was a little curious though I had decided not to care about this matter, my monologue was deep in heart.

"All right, we're talking in my room!"

\*\*\*\*\*\*

"Thank you for helping me, sir!" fuad said to Mr. Mawardi, a lecturer at his campus.

They are currently in a fast food restaurant in the middle of town.

"No problem, Fuad. Party Muda Berkarya is a small new party that has not been well known by the public. This may not be very profitable for you in the election of this legislative candidate. But at least this can get you to registration. It all depends on the effort and luck you have. You yourself know how to compete with candidates from major parties. The chances of winning are small."

Fuad exhaled. He knows what Mawardi's intentions are. All major parties have had their own candidates to run for the legislative elections of this period. And the party that can still hold him as a candidate is just a small unpopular party. That was also for the electoral district he was not part of the city area but only the remaining remote areas. But it's okay, besides wanting to defeat Waridi he also has noble intentions to devote himself to society.

"Oh, father himself how? Are you ready to compete with Waridi as Cawagub?" fuad asked to switch the conversation.

Mr. Mawardi, his lecturer, also participated in nominating as a vice governor candidate side by side with Mr. Islah, the former Mayor of the city next door.

"Of course, I'm not really sure I can stand against Waridi's rule. You know for yourself how the public supports him. Society sided with him. So even if there was a more competent candidate than him, it seemed like it would be a waste. But it's okay, lose or win we won't be a problem. Think of it as a new experience in the world of politics," said Mr. Mawardi.

Fuad mangosteen.

"Public support yes, hmmm ...." Fuad. "So calm, I will support you. Although he has public support like you said, but Waridi also has a lot of enemies who want to bring him down."

Mr. Mawardi was stunned.

"Many enemies? Mean how? As far as I know he has no enemies. Everyone admired him," he said confusedly.

Fuad smiled meaningfully.

"The calm water always drifts away, sir!" fuad.

Mr. Mawardi may not know that many of the officials and businessmen are Waridi's enemies. His attitude that always arbitrarily oppresses people who deal and look for trouble with him may always be able to hide because he plays money from behind. But Fuad won't be fooled. He will start looking for Waridi's weaknesses from now on. And he has decided to start from Mr. Mayor first.

Busy thinking about that, Fuad's gaze was suddenly fixed on a table a little far away from him. He saw the man, Waridi was with two Junior High children. And .... What the fuck is that? Fuad also saw Nadya and one of her friends accompanying the man chatting at one of the round tables.

Nadia? How could.

"Why, Ad?" ask Mr. Mawardi.

"Wait a minute, sir!"

Fuad got up and immediately headed to the table where Nadya and Waridi were.