Love My Doctor Husband

COME TO KIRAN'S HOUSE

Kiran tried to stem her tears, so as not to spill - even though in fact the heart, is raging at this time. Although it hurts because he loves too much, but the determination of his heart that does not want to love Rangga too much has been round, although the relationship between the two is getting closer, with Rangga's attitude that is starting to be good to him.

Sitting alone in the car, dissolved in what he was thinking.

The sound of the door opening, diverting and also disperse Kiran's long daydream.

Just a glance at the eyes he gave to Doni, who had already anchored his body in the steering chair.

Not greeting, nor speaking, the woman who was twenty-six years old, preferring to be silent, and again reached her mood that was not okay.

The blind eyes of the twenty-eight-year-old man he turned to the rearview mirror, to look at Kiran - who had just been silent. And he was sure, that his Master's wife was sad with the attitude of the birth mother, from Rangga.

"Miss.." call Doni quietly, and it manages to shift Kiran's gaze.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Don't mind the Big Lady. Not only you who experience things like this, but Doctor Rani too. The mistress was often involved in a mouth check with Doctor Rani, while she was still alive. So don't mind his attitude!"

False smile, with bright eyes.

"If he had known what my marriage was like, and your Master-Rangga, he would have immediately asked me, to leave Mas Rangga, or vice versa."

"Master loves you, miss.." said Doni, and it was very tickling for Kiran, as if it was impossible. How could Rangga love him, because what Kiran knew was that in the heart of the man, there was only his late wife.

"What you said just now, made me really want to laugh..Because the truth is, I love your parents very much, but he only loves the late Doctor Rani."

The sound of the door opening, which came from Rangga-making the small talk, instantly Doni, and Kiran pause.

"What are you guys talking about? Because when I come, you guys shut up."

"We're not talking about anything, sir!"

" Run the car, 'cause I want to meet Devan, before we get to the company."

"And what about the Big Lady, sir?"

"He's still inside."

"Is..." Paused, as Rangga interrupted his words.

"If serving Mama's words is endless, so let it go."

"Yes Mr.."

Doni drove his vehicle slowly, to the outside of the Rangga house area. And there was an ear-splitting voice, which Doni was sure was, the voice of his Master's birth mother.

"Strong.....Wrestling......" The voice of Mama Dilla's call, so echoed, but not cared for by Rangga himself.

Rangga breathed heavily, and again the man had to face the attitude of his mother, who was very sensitive about her life companion. Not with his late wife Rani, nor Kiran.

Diverting his eyes, and looking at Kiran who had been silent since his arrival. Touching his wife's hand made Kiran gasp.

"Take off my hand, Mommy..."

"Aren't you tired, from now on you keep tilting your face there? Does your neck, not feel pain?"

"No!" sarkas Kiran's.

Rangga carved a thin smile on his face, staring at Kiran who looked annoyed at him.

"Don't mind what Mom says."

"I don't care either! After all, our household will end as well later. So for what, I should mess with Mama's words!

The words that were spoken from Kiran's lips, were very disturbing - until the grip of the hand, the more Rangga said, and it felt painful for the young woman.

"Let go of my hand Mas.." pinta Kiran, trying to let go of the hand of Rangga, who was so strong.

"What if I don't want to!"

"You're selfish!"

What Rangga said, made Kiran who had previously continued to issue protests, and also tried to let go of the hand, finally collapsed, and chose to give up.

Kemabali was silent, and let Rangga continue to hold his hand throughout their journey.

****

The traffic jam they found, with heavy traffic in the morning, made the three adult figures, take approximately twenty minutes, to arrive at the residence, owned by Andi Wirawan.

Kiran immediately opened the car door, which was followed by Rangga-husband, when the car driven by Doni, was parked in front of the yard, two-story house.

"Are you sure you don't want to come down, Doni?" rangga asked, slightly bowing his body, staring at Doni who was still faithfully anchoring his body in the steering chair.

"I'll be waiting for you, and Miss in the car, sir!"

"Alright" he answered.

Kiran immediately took her long steps, but her two legs stepped back, when suddenly Rangga pulled her.

"What the fuck are you, Mom? Why pull my hand?!" With a slightly rough tone.

"Do you want your parents to know our real marriage?!"

Kiran silenced, and finally the twenty-six-year-old woman let Rangga, again clasping her hands, and walking hand in hand into the house.

Mama Rati stepped slowly down each step of the stairs, which would take the fifty-eight-year-old woman, to the floor.

Slightly excited his footsteps, but ended slowly when from far away his two eyes, found the figure of his stepson Kiran, and her husband Rangga Wijaya. Very tight chest of the elderly woman, because it should be who occupies the position as the wife of Rangga Wijaya, is his daughter Adisty. Very angry, but trying to make him dim, and carved the face with a smile as if he was happy, welcoming the arrival of his daughter-in-law, and also his stepson.

"Son Rangga....Kiran...You guys have come?" A happy smile, with her two feet moving towards Kiran, and Rangga.

"This is your stepmother, right?" rangga asked, half whispering in his wife's ear.

"Yes, she's my stepmother."

Rangga sighed in his long breath, with the gaze he directed at Mama Rati, who was stepping over to them.

"Well son Rangga, Mama would not at all expect you to put your time into our home." And that look of an eye, turned to Kiran who was slightly startled, with the sweet attitude that her stepmother showed.

"And Kiran, why didn't you tell Mama? So that Mama can prepare something for you, and your husband,"

Kiran only formed a fake smile, because the young woman was still in disbelief, with the sweet attitude of her stepmother.

"Sorry, I've been very busy lately, so I've only been able to put in the time, see Papa. And we won't be long."

"Ohhh...Papa is in his room, Nak Rangga! You know, son, since Papa got sick we've been having a lot of financial trouble. Even for everyday is difficult," complained Mama Rati, by displaying her sad mimicry.

Rangga tried to smile, with two eyes that he turned to Kiran, who just bent her face.

"Basar manita snake! Just make me ashamed, by complaining everything, to Mas Rangga. Didn't I meet all the needs in this house?" grouse Kiran in the heart.

"Later I asked my Secretary to take care of everything, so Mama didn't have to think about it."

Sumringah's face framed full on Mama Rati's face, after hearing what Rangga had just told her.

"Gee..Nak Rangga's...You are a dream daughter-in-law. Not only handsome, rich, but also very good. And our son-Kiran, very lucky to have you."

"Thank you" he answered smiling.

"Come Kiran...Let's see your Papa!" Directly hugging full of Kiran's waist, stepping towards the direction of the stairs.

"Mas...Was Mas serious about what Mas had said to Mama Rati?"

"Yes, why?"

"As for all the needs in this house, I have fulfilled the money you gave."

"Already Kiran, don't exaggerate!"

"You don't know what that woman's attitude is! Since Papa married her, I decided not to stay here anymore, because her mouth was so clever, turning the facts around."