Little Girl Om Doctor

You're Suitable

"De, what's wrong with you?" ask Bee, repeating the same question. He immediately furrowed his brows as he watched the fresh blood continue to flow from the nostrils of his twin brother.

De flinch, he doesn't answer Bee's questions, he prefers to walk up to his great table and grab some tissue.

Bee looked at his duplicate man with a look of wonder. Without being invited to sit down, Bee had already thrown his body on the sofa.

"What are you doing here?" de asked as he wiped the blood flowing from his nose. He slightly looked up, then looked at Bee who was starting to act arbitrarily.

"I was dropping off a friend on medication, it just happened to be your hospital, so I stopped by" Bee replied as she chewed on food belonging to her twin sister. "After all you are why? Strange, stand behind the door."

De gulped his saliva roughly, there was no way he could tell about Cyara's matter. Until finally De just shook his head. Choose to silence a thousand languages.

Bee didn't bother, he just shrugged and got up to reach for the hospital phone. "Hello, please bring me a drink to Doctor De's room. Orange juice as usual." Bee said, then looked at his twin brother. "Would you like a drink?"

Again De just shook his head, he was not wanting anything right now. Because there were no patients, De rested his body that still feels sore by sitting in his big chair.

"Hey, you got a problem? Why is your face so tangled?" bee asked, he sat himself down at the end of the table while looking closely at De's face.

"No one, Bee. I'm just a little dizzy, 'cause you're opening the door carelessly."

"You blame me? You are clearly wrong."

"Already, Bee. I don't want to argue" De said, feeling tired of myself. He leaned his body on the back of the chair with a long sigh. Hope for a calm.

Bee frowned, something must have gone wrong, because De had never behaved like this before.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door of De's room. The man who was waiting for his drink immediately told someone to enter.

While out there, Cyara was already trembling. Will he be scolded after this? He grabbed the doorknob hesitantly, turning it so slowly that it barely made a sound.

Huh!

Cyara sighed the one she had been holding back desperately. He pushed the door a little, leaving a gap. From there Cyara could see there were two people in the room.

The deg!

Cyara's heart was about to decline, as the two men turned their heads towards her. Even the drink he had in his hand had almost fallen, as a result of him being too shocked.

Om, Om.

Bee looked at Cyara's face closely. The beautiful girl looks pias, with sweat pouring profusely. Unknowingly, Bee was enjoying the look on Cyara's face, she gave a small smile. "Hey, what's up, sweet lady?"

Hearing that, Cyara grew even more excited. He took one step back with a stiff body. While his gaping mouth watched the two people who looked very similar, but had a different way of speaking.

Something that made Cyara realize, that the man who had helped her was a man who was sitting and had a slightly spooky face.

"De, don't squint with a woman. Moreover, he looks very small."

"Haish, that doesn't apply to her. She's the Dekil Cat, the strangest girl I've ever met, you don't know her yet, if you know for sure you have a headache" De replied, unknowingly speaking much about Cyara.

She put on a face, while Cyara was already smiling, De would not be able to get angry at her. The man was just anxious. Yes, because Cyara is adorable, De always talks out loud.

"Then anyway? You just like sensi."

"That bet, Om," Cyara said after putting the glass on the table.

"Omm?" parrot Bee, repeating Cyara's call.

"You can hear yourself, what does he call you?" de exclaimed with excitement, making Cyara feel cornered by the two men in front of her. Why is he always wrong? Though he called everyone according to the portion of the face.

"Your faces are like Om-om, so protest to Cia anyway."

"Good God this one kid!"

Having already been completely infuriated, De got up and approached towards Cyara. He couldn't take it anymore until it was "plastered!"

Cyara gets a kick back from De. The beautiful girl pouted, and reflexively held onto her forehead. "It hurts, Om!"

"Don't talk about it!"

"But what's wrong Cia?"

"Think of it yourself!"

"Why Cia was blamed constantly, but not told where her fault lay! It's called selfish om. Parents should be an example for young children!"

Hearing that, De immediately glared sharply, he raised both of his hands, eager to scrape the contents of Cyara's head.

However, at that moment the two were made aware by an applause. De and Cyara compactly turned their heads towards Bee who was already smiling little. The handsome man plucked a finger, then pointed at the two people before him. "You fit in."

Just contact De and Cyara directly widen each eyelid. They looked at each other and knocked on their heads and tables.

"Amit-amit got a boy!"

"Amit-amit got the old man!"