I'm Not a Backup Womb

Angrier

I'm Not a Backup Womb

Part 117's

Debby POV

Mother went to the hotel early in the morning, Mother advised that Ijab kabul will be carried out on 9 puku this morning. Mother asked me to pray that there were no obstacles and everything went smoothly. Before Mother left, Mother had prepared my needs, such as taking me to the bathroom and others. Because no one is taking care of me today. There were only two people he said from the police who had been guarding in front of the room since last night. Maybe this has something to do with the stabbing incident.

Right at 9, my heart was pounding very fast thinking about the path of kabul, even though I was not there, still I felt tense and a little unsettled. This is my life and my future.

At this time I myself waited with a feeling of sadness, in contrast to my previous marriage with Mas Doni, this time I really felt something was turbulent, what else if I had to remember after this, this time, after this she had to leave on the first day after our wedding, desperate to have a normal marriage, but maybe it was just a dream. I looked at the window of the room that was directly connected to the hospital garden to reduce my shock. Until someone from the door called me "Debby" I turned my head. It turned out that Dr. Teddy, who was already standing at the door with a full face, was slowly approaching me. I was worried when I saw the cloud in his face. Fear of something happening at the ijab kabul event earlier.

He didn't answer when I asked him what was wrong? He just hugged me, and whispered to me that he was grateful that I was willing to be his wife. Until I nudged as he delivered it right in my ear. There is a sense of relief because it means that kabul javelins run smoothly and it turns cloudy, cloudy which means happiness that brings rain in the dry season.

"Doctor, don't peck at him, someone will see. My stomach can hurt." I said I felt a little pain in my ex-operation because I had to hold Dr. Teddy's body.

"Huh, sick? Which one?" Ask to release her embrace.

"Sleep... I have a good medicine, why is it still sick? does it hurt so much?" He asked while examining my wounds.

"What time is the plane?" Chirp me. He stopped his activity.

"Ten" he answered briefly. Then back to check on me, this time all I saw was him who was reluctant to look at me.

"Doctor Simon, surgeon at this hospital. I discussed it with him yesterday." His reply was so light, even he had prepared everything to leave me. I could only look down and sigh.

"O... The doctor's ready, until he's discussed everything." My insinuation.

"Are you mad at me Debby?" Ask who is looking at me.

"No doc, "

"Don't call Debby's doctor." Then he sat down in the chair next to me.

"It's in the hospital, and I'm a doctor patient." My answer.

"If so, don't use 'me' again. Now there's just me and you." Her request.

"In the hospital there is no me and you, there is me and you. My nurse and doctor are his doctors, my boss." I answered, he seemed to take a long breath.

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