Love My Doctor Husband

ANNOYED

Kiran's usual look on the face, was immediately confused - because the young girl did not understand what Rangga was accusing her of.

"Dating??" He asked back, to the man.

Rangga's laughter poured out from the man's mouth, finding Kiran's facial expression, which looked like a confused person, while facing his question.

"You are still in denial. Tell me, who is Kiran's man?!" This time Rangga's tone of voice had started to rise from before, when anger had begun to rub.

"I have absolutely no lover, Mom! Even if there is, I don't think it's a problem, anyway! I'M ONLY YOUR ONE-YEAR-OLD WIFE! Isn't that?!"

"You!!" Rangga's emotions were growing, when he heard the answer that Kiran had just thrown at him.

Kiran chuckled softly, seeing the anger on Rangga's handsome face.

"Mas used me, because Mas knows I love Mas so much. Yep! I do love you so much, even love you so much Mr. Rangga Wijaya, to make me look stupid! But now I realize, no matter how hard I try to love you, your love is only for Doctor Rani. Even though I was present in this house, Doctor Rani's face still adorned every wall of your house!" Even if it's only one year, you can put one face on the wall of your house."

"Aren't you aware?! If you can still breathe today, thanks to my wife's heart!" rangga is full of emphasis.

"I'm very aware of Mas...Even very conscious. This pulse, it can still beat to this day, thanks to this heart. But can't you learn to love me, even if it's hard?!"

"You're dreaming of Kiran!"

Kiran smiled miris, tightness was felt in the chest of the woman, hearing Rangga say, YOU DREAM.

"I dream too much, and now I want to wake up from that dream, a beautiful dream but baby, it hurt me. So I will try to kill that beautiful dream, and also learn to erase the name of a Rangga Wijaya in my heart, and learn to love others!" kiran said, quickly passing into her room.

"Kiran's...Open door....Open the door Kiran....I'm not done talking yet." shouted Rangga, who was so echoed by his anger at Kiran.

"I'm tired...I want to rest...And go to your room.."

The body seemed to be powerless - due to his quarrel with Rangga earlier, until immediately Kiran placed it on his king-size bed. The face turned to the side, sweeping his empty side.

"Yes God..I hope what I'm doing is not wrong. If only you could love me I would be so happy, Mom! And will, be a good wife to you."

Drifting...Drifting....Drowning in his own mood, with a blank stare, on the ceiling of the room.

A few minutes into the atmosphere, Kiran got up from her bed.

The two legs - Kiran - swung quietly, which led her to the balcony of the room. The night wind blew so hard, that the two hands immediately Kiran inferred on her tiny body, in order to warm a little.

Keep stepping, and step who carries the carrying, the young girl on the edge of the balcony of the room.

Throw away those eyes, at the beauty of the garden presented in front of his eyes.

Silent....Silent....And he was so washed away, in what he was thinking.

"I miss you, Paa.. Miss you so much. Can't you call your daughter and ask her how she is?" muttered Kiran, with a look on her hollow face.

The fingers Kiran plunged into her pants pocket, in order to retrieve her HP. Kiran pranks open her IG app, and finds a DM. Read, and it turns out the DM was sent by his Rian-His High School best friend.

A smile painted on Kiran's pretty face, and she replied to the DM.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask for your phone number, I was just looking for your name on IG, and it turns out I found your account."

"Yes, this is my account Kiran L."

"I'm so happy, because my picture is in your IG account, Kiran!"

"Isn't that a picture of us in a crowd?"

"Yes.Oh yes, Kiran! Can I have your phone number?"

"What's Rian for?"

"Come on! Weren't we, friends!"

"All right.."

"This is my HP number, 081XXXXXXX."

"Thank you! Oh yeah, can I pick you up tomorrow?"

"No!"

"Yes, from tomorrow I will contact you via WA."

"Alright." replied Kiran, by re-inserting the flat object, into her pants pocket.

Inadvertently Kiran's eyes were thrown at the top, and the woman was a little surprised, when she found Rangga on the balcony of the room.

"So Mas Rangga's room is up there? Why can't I be aware of him?" Kiran continued to cast her gaze, towards the balcony where Rangga, was enjoying the night air with his solitude.

A gust of wind blew fiercely, greeting suddenly.

Kiran continued to cast a glance at Rangga, who looked so handsome, as the wind made his originally well-groomed hair run away, following the wind.

"He's so handsome!" muttered Kiran, with a look in his eyes, who was washed away in the good looks of a Rangga Wijaya.

Inadvertently the gaze of Rangga's eyes threw towards the bottom, making the two pairs of eyes meet each other.

Kiran looks drunk, because it was found to be staring at Rangga, even though the two had just been involved in a dispute. Quickly the phone in his pocket he reached back, and pretended to call someone, and of course by hardening his voice, so that Rangga could hear.

"Oh yes, of course I want to see you tomorrow! And you can pick me up, at my place of work?" kiran said in her pretence, and immediately stepped into the room.

The cold night, with a quiet mood, made the man named Rangga Wijaya, decided to enjoy the atmosphere of the night, on the balcony of his room.

He accidentally threw two eyes at him, and was shocked! When he found Kiran there. Smirked in the face, when he found Kiran staring at him.

But at once the body, like being burned by a big fire, when he heard Kiran was making a telephone call with someone, and Rangga believed that it was his girlfriend.

"He lied! I'm sure, that man this morning was his lover," muttered Rangga with a wrap, the grip of the hand.