Little Girl Om Doctor

I'll Expel You!

De immediately sniffed to hear Cyara's speech which he thought was careless. He was about to release his arm that was tightly hugged by the sweet girl, but Alana who spoke back, made De's focus distracted.

"Doctor De, is he really your nephew?" alana asked with raised eyebrows. Because he knew that De never introduced anyone, except his extended family. The family of the Tan clan.

"Cia's her niece, Doctor, isn't she, Om?" cyara answered, making Alana feel that the girl is lying to her. Especially seeing the attitude of De who tried to escape from the girl carelessly.

"Deliver!" cetus De while glaring sharply at Cyara. However, instead of being afraid, Cyara smiled until her eyes narrowed.

Because De's anger is nothing, he seems to have been very immune, because while at home Andrew also often scolded him when he climbed the fence, even though the gate of the house was wide open.

"Dok—"

"Yes, yes!" de finally, did not want many questions that made him have a headache. Just coming, he had to expend some energy to face the drama of the two women in front of him.

"She's really your niece?" tanya Alana clarifies the meaning of De's words.

De clenched his front teeth, enduring endless growls. Even the veins on his head to the point of bulging, proved that he was really careless. "I've said it, Doctor Alana! And kamu—" De pointed at the face of Cyara who always sumringah. "Come into my room right now!"

Alana's mouth was gaping, she closed it with one hand. For not expecting, the girl in a cleaning service uniform was the nephew of the man she liked.

While Cyara has been pulled by De, but not his limbs, but Cyara's collar. That cute girl was exactly like a cat that had just been picked up from the highway.

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Arriving at De's room, the man took his hand off Cyara's collar, then grabbed a few sheets of tissue to clean her limbs that had just come into contact with the sweet girl.

De's gaze did not soften at all. He kept staring intently at Cyara who was always acting calmer than he was.

De set his breath for a moment, hoping that his annoyance dampened for a moment. "Can you hear my words?" Ask De suddenly.

Cyara straightened up. "Which one?"

"Geez!" De holds his head. "I mean I haven't spoken yet, but can you just listen to me for this time?!" Ketus the handsome man, already can not stand it. If you don't get angry, it won't be good.

Cyara was already sprayed by a cobra. He closed his eyes as he spoke.

"Yes, Om. I can," answered Cyara stammering.

"Can be happyin, Om, uh—"

"Yahoooooo!!!" de shouted with a hand gesture that wanted to pin down Cyara's head.

"Yes, Om, sorry. Cia will be serious from now on. What do you want to talk about?"

He took a deep breath and slowly threw it away. He kept doing that, until little by little he felt calm.

"I've often said, don't act recklessly! You claim to be my nephew? Was there an uncle who let his nephew sleep in a hospital like this? It'll all tarnish my good name, Kudek. You should be aware, and think twice when you want to talk. Don't be so happy!" obviously De, he had already left his waist and looked at Cyara who this time lowered his head.

"And remember, don't just think of yourself, think of me too!"

"Cia often thought, Om," the beautiful girl shrieked, making De's face frown. What say? Cyara thought about it often? Does this girl think of nothing? He must be crazy!

"Think what are you? Don't be weird, Dad! I don't want to hear you talk about something that won't happen. If you repeat it again, I will not hesitate to throw you out!"

Cyara's body was petrified with her head continuously lowered. Dare not to look at the fiery De. However, it actually makes De grow furious, because Cyara even continues to be silent and does not answer a word.

"Ku—" De immediately stopped his words, when he heard Cyara sobbing. The handsome man was fixated, and continued to stare at that up and down shoulder.

De's body felt limp with slumped shoulders. He shook his head and again felt unbearable. De being the wrong one.

"Hey, why are you crying?" asked De with a voice that had weakened.

However, Cyara did not immediately reply, his sobs even louder. Until De finally relented. "Alright, be quiet. I'm not gonna kick you out."

Cyara shakes.

"Otherwise? Oh my God!"

Cyara's crying sound increasingly broke, making De the fog. There will be people who even think things through to him. He slightly rubbed Cyara's shoulders, but the girl remained silent.

"What the hell are you?!" tanya De who only has a sense of patience as thin as the skin of an onion.

"sick, Om! Cia's legs don't get punched!" cyara said with a slight screech.