Love My Doctor Husband

URGENT TO MARRY ADISTY

Contract door open. Dian was still showing her upset face, as the two legs were sauntered into her contract, followed by Kiran from behind.

"Actually you can't talk like that, Dian! Did you not realize? If it will make Mas Rangga more and more away from me," exclaimed Kiran slowly.

"Stop, Kiran! Stop!!" By turning his body - to Kiran who was instantly silent, hearing the cry of his best friend who was so loud.

"okay! I believe that you love Mr. Rangga, because it is because of Doctor Rani's heart, which is in your body. But are you, want? Keep torturing yourself. And you see, in the car, the road we took from the hospital, to contract us a little far, but that shitty guy, he doesn't care about you at all. And you sit side by side. And that makes me your best friend, very hurt."

Kiran's two eyes were already foggy. A puddle of tears, it had started filling both of her eyelids, and was slowly shedding wet both of her cheeks.

"But I love, Dian....I love her so much...I suffered a lot with this, but I can't help it..This feeling is so strong, Dian!" Kiran complained, with a puddle of tears that continued to wet her cheeks.

"But he, just doesn't love you. I even said I would fight you with Doctor Devan! Mas Ranggu, that is! Seems not to care. So what do you expect, from a guy like that? Expect something that you can't get!"

"It's destiny, Kiran! And hopefully, Mas Rangga is my soul mate,"

"Yes, hopefully - because of the attitude he had, I'm very sure, you will continue to hurt if you insist, in order to be with him."

"I'm sorry.." she said.

Dian exhaled his long breath. Trying to dampen emotions, Kiran will get the love of the rich businessman. Like a ship that keeps sailing, and does not know when it will dock to where. Silent...Silence.let the silent atmosphere envelop both, as it dissolves in each other's daydreams.

"Now much better, you rest. It's already night. Restore your health, and start a new life with Doctor Rani's heart. At the flower shop I work at, I need additional employees. And I want, you work there, after your condition has completely recovered." exclaimed Kiran suddenly, who broke the silence that struck.

His face looked up, looking straight at Dian after hearing what he said.

"Are you serious?" kiran asked, with more rounded eyes.

"Of course, I'm serious."

"But, Dian! As you know! I have absolutely no experience working. Is possible? I'm welcome to work there,"

"Bu Feli, has a good personality. And there, it is in need of employees, so I'm sure, you will be accepted. And it's possible that by working, you don't think too much about your Mas Rangga!"

"It's possible, because I'm not sure of it" he replied origin, which made Dian sneer at his best friend.

****

One Week Later

One week has passed. And a lot of things have passed in this week.

And in this past week, Rangga was confused by the wishes of his mother, who wanted him to immediately give up his dual status, by marrying Adisty. And of course, Rangga is always looking for a thousand and one reasons, in order to avoid this matchmaking, because in his heart is not ready to present other women, besides Rani his wife. And it's been five days, this last! Kiran was preoccupied with her work as a flower deliveryman, at one of the flower shops.

Wijaya Group

Rangga breathed his heavy breath. The man looked careless, and his face did not look as bright as usual, which always showed a cold aura that was so attached, to a Rangga Wijaya. Hair that is always neatly combed, now looks ruffled, and the face is tangled.

"Anyways, Mama wants you to get married! Because Mama wants to, immediately fondle the grandchild. And get ready, 'cause you and Adisty are getting engaged." And if he had remembered those words, Rangga could only exhale his long breath.

"Mama wants me right away, marry Adisty. How come? I'm a woman, whom I don't love at all." he murmured.

Fill the mind that was filled with the demands of his mother, making Rangga's work, so abandoned. Until making some projects that while he handled, did not run smoothly. His point of view was unintentionally, directed at his cell phone, which he put on his desk. A pair of eyes Rangga continued to stare at the phone, which lately has rarely listened to his chirping.

"Where is that stupid woman?! Why have he not contacted me in a few days? Not usually, he'll be like this. He would usually ask. You've eaten yet? Or Mas! What are you doing? Or are you home from work, not yet? Or perhaps, he would bother me with endless telephones." muttered Rangga, continuously throwing his gaze at the flat object.

Rangga immediately shook his head quickly, when he realized what he was doing. To make the thirty-year-old man chuckle, because he felt ridiculous with what he thought.

"Ha.ha...Why should I think about that woman? Who is he? Not that good, if he doesn't mess with my life!"

"What's up, Doni?"

"Sorry, Sir! The big madam wants to see you."

"Mama..." Rangga squinted his two eyes, because he did not step aside for his mother, would come to his company.

Mama Dilla immediately extended her legs, into her son's study, without listening to her son's consent.

That sturdy body! Immediately rise from his seat, after finding the existence of the Mother in his study.

"Why did Mama come here? And why didn't Mama make an appointment with me, first?"

Mama Dilla gave a low grin, as the body was already anchored on the long sofa.

"Make a promise, so you can avoid Mama! Is that what you expected?! And for what, Mama has to make an appointment, with my own son." exclaimed Mama Dilla, with a blush that had crawled on her old face.

Rangga sighed heavily, trying to convey the emotions that had begun to linger in the handsome man. Shedding his body back - on the seat of his greatness - trying to soften himself from anger.

"Say! What does Mama want?"

"Prepare, we'll be visiting Mr. Andi's house shortly, to talk about your engagement, and Adisty's."

"I told you, I can't." she replied firmly, pressing the words, while talking about her objection to the Mother.

Mama Dilla was not worried, what her son said. The middle-aged woman immediately got up from her seat, throwing her sharp gaze - at her only son, who continued to stare at her.

"You have no right to deny Mama's words! Get ready, for a little night we will go to Mr. Andi's house, to talk about your engagement to Adisty." exclaimed Mama Dilla, passing by - from her son's study.

"Mama....Mamma....Mama...." call Rangga to the Mother-but not ignored by the old woman.

"Damn...!!" Rubbed his face rough, and dropped his body just like that, because of the shock of his mother's wishes.

****

Kiran's beautiful face, unceasingly giving a smile, as the office elevator-will take her on the twentieth floor, of the Wijaya Group. Assigned by Ms. Feli, to deliver flowers to the company Wijaya Group! Makes Kiran so happy, when going to the company owned by a Rangga. Especially when he found out, the flower was ordered by the man he loved so much.

"Mas Rangga must have been shocked, seeing my appearance in his company."

The elevator door opened, as Kiran had already arrived on the twenty floor. A smile painted on Kiran's face, as her pair of eyes collided with the gaze of a middle-aged woman, who was just about to step into the elevator.

"Who's Aunt, this? It's old, but it still looks beautiful." muttered Kiran, with a glance turned to Mama Dilla who was already in the elevator.

Kiran again swung her two legs, after a few minutes she stopped. Arriving at the secretary's office, he did not find any Doni.

"It's the secretary's desk, but Doni's sister, nothing. Did I just go in?!" he murmured, and resumed his steps.

Kiran knocked the door slowly, due to a little nervous when she was about to meet again with a Rangga Wijaya.

"The essence! I knocked on the door first, before I could come in."

The door of the room opens. Braving herself, Kiran swung her legs into the study. His pair of legs, Kiran, massage! with the direction of view throw at Rangga, who was completely unaware of his arrival.

"Mas Rangga.." call Kiran slowly.

His face turned to the origin of the voice. His forehead shriveled, in disbelief, finding Kiran in his study.

"Kira..."