Love My Doctor Husband

CURIOUSNESS KIRAN

"It's over, and don't ever come here again, because of a gunshot wound. But come to this hospital, for something else."

Highlight Rangga's eyes immediately stared intensely at Devan, after hearing what the man said.

"You mean?"

A small smile carved on Devan's face, before the man, answered what Rangga asked.

"I mean, come to this hospital with Kiran. Maybe check on the pregnancy, or she'll give birth."

At first glance Rangga, and Kiran stared at each other, but quickly the couple, averted their eyes, to avoid eye contact.

Kiran only painted a barely visible smile, as no one knew, how exactly her marriage, and Rangga would end one year later.

"Hey! Why are you two quiet? Is what I'm saying wrong? Wouldn't a married couple have children, after they're married."

"No! Nothing is wrong!"rangga answered quickly, and the corner of the man's eyes, threw towards Kiran who was paying attention to the medical devices in the room.

"And then we go home first," continued Rangga again, slowly lowering his two legs, from the bed.

Kiran immediately took her step closer to Rangga, when the woman deliberately distanced herself from what Doctor Devan said.

"Let me help Mas" asked Kiran.

"It's okay Kiran, I can be alone."

"Hold my hand, Mom!" Kiran gave her hand, as Rangga tried to get down from the top of the bed.

"My arm that Kiran shot! Not my leg?"

"Sorry, because you're like this because of me."

" Have you finished, sir?" ask Doni, who just came into the room.

"just now. And let's go home!" And the man's eyes turned to Devan.

"And you're Devan, thank you."

"Together."

****

The atmosphere of silence was created in the luxury car, which was traveling at speed defending the road at night, with the atmosphere of the city that already seemed quiet.

No one talks, from the three adults who are in it.

Each of them, drifting in their own world.

Curious, who really wants to know who Rangga is? Shackling so powerfully Kiran was currently. Occasionally the corner of the tail of the girl's eyes he threw at Rangga, who grimaced when suddenly the wound hurt.

"Could Mas Rangga have a dark past? And hearing the words of Doctor Devan earlier, and also how Mas Rangga faced his enemy earlier, I am sure that Mas Rangga was used to face it in his life." murmured Kiran inwardly.

The look of Rangga's eyes threw towards Kiran, who had just been silent, after their return from the hospital.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking about your Rian?" asked Rangga suddenly, who defended the silence in the car that was driving.

"Thinking of him?" ask Kiran back. The woman's face seemed confused, with what Rangga asked, and it provoked laughter that saw the look of Kiran's confused face.

"Ha...Ha...Ha...Of course you're thinking about him. As I was dancing with her, I suddenly pulled you!"

"I was thinking about that. Because what Mas did, of course makes me the one who will be ashamed of my best friend. And I, too, thought of this!" By lifting up his phone, which had already become several parts.

"I'll replace it tomorrow, so don't think about it."

Shut up again, and both shut up. A silent atmosphere that greeted, with the car that kept on going.

****

Kiran immediately stepped into the house, but the footsteps suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Rangga, who was left behind in his back.

"There are things, which I still want to talk to Doni about," said Rangga, finding Kiran who stopped her steps, and turned to look at her.

"Alright, then I go in first," replied Kiran, with ayuna of the back leg she continued.

Doni immediately aligned his footsteps with Rangga, after hearing his Master's words earlier.

"What's up, sir?"

"I don't know who did this to me. But I'm sure, if the person who did this to me, was the one who hated me in the past, so Rani was a victim."

"I'll find out, sir! But isn't the person who hates you so much the twin brother, Doctor Devan?"

"Indeed. From the past, he hated me the most. But he's dead. And we, too, attended the burial of his body."

"That's right, sir! But now there's something that's a burden on my mind."

"I already know what you're thinking. And I was worried about that, too" replied Rangga, who was then swept away in what he was thinking.

"You get some rest, I'll be right back in the room."

"There's nothing call me Sir!" exclaimed Doni, when the man was thirty years old, had already taken a few steps, away from him.

One by one the steps Rangga passed, when the man was going to his room on the third floor. The footsteps he stopped for a moment, while on the second floor, Rangga found Kiran still faithfully in front of his room, and the dress that the party was still wrapped in his body.

"What are you still doing here? Were you standing in front of your room? And not in at all?" asked Rangga, who was trying to guess.

A nervous face enveloped Kiran's face, because what Rangga alleged was very true. Her guilt towards Rangga, made Kiran decide to wait for the man, in front of her room.

"I...I'm..."

"Come in, don't think about anything. Your phone tomorrow, it's back there, "slit Rangga, by continuing his legs down the stairs.

Kiran put on a face of disbelief, hearing the words that had just been spoken from the lips of a Rangga, who asked him to calm down.

"What?? He said not to think about anything? He had just been shot, and he spoke as if nothing had happened," Kiran muttered with continued throwing glances at Rangga, and then stepped inside the room.

****

Kian crawled up the dark that enveloped, bringing the residents more and more drifting in the beautiful nature. The quiet atmosphere felt, with the cold air increasingly open.

Wrapped in floral negligee Kiran's body, replace with a beautiful dress that is no longer intact .

Anxious that enveloped himself, making a pair of beautiful eyes of the girl, he could not close at the end of time that had delivered at midnight.

Things he was thinking about, right now.

What if Rangga changes his clothes? Wasn't his other hand hurt? And what if Rangga wants to wear clothes, or do something else?

He woke up from his sleep and decided to approach the man in his room.

"I don't care what he thinks of me, because I don't expect his love anymore either."

Several times Kiran's knock was given to the door, but there was no welcome from inside the room. And after careful consideration, the girl finally decided to open the door immediately, without asking permission from the owner.

The door of the room that was already open, was greeted with a sight that made that eye gaze, there was no flickering at all. Rangga had already opened his shirt, although his right arm was still hanging from the clothes. It was not that, which Kiran was now concerned with, but a tattoo with a picture of a TIGER, which paints beautifully on the man's back.

"Kiran's..What the hell are you doing? Why did you come into my room?" Kiran gasped for a moment, after being scouted various questions from Rangga.