Love My Doctor Husband

ATTENDING A FUNERAL

A shocked face instantly enveloped the rich businessman's handsome face, upon hearing what Kiran had just said to him.

"What's? He's worried about me!" with a smile, I couldn't believe what the woman had said. "Did she not realize, when she said that, to me? He said he was worried about me. Who is he!" by displaying a sneering smile, will find zero Kiran which he thinks is very excessive.

Returning to anchor his thoughts, will memories with his beloved wife, with eyes staring at the garden behind his house, which only a little display of charm, due to the dark cover of the night.

A sudden droughts of telephones were heard, which shocked once again the man's imagination.

Looked at his HP screen, and found his father's name there. Jemari Rangga sailed on the green icon, to answer the incoming telephone.

"Hallo Pa! what's up?"

"Where are you Rangga?"

"I was in the room. What was? There seemed to be something precarious." with a look of anxious eyes, as he asked.

"Come down! downstairs."

"All right!" by disconnecting the telephone.

****

Rangga's footsteps swung rapidly, as he went down each row of stairs, which led him to the first floor.

Immediately took his long stride, barging at the crowd of people.

"What's this?" with a look of his curious face, and he found the glass wall of his house was cracked, also hollow.

"There is a man who sent you this canned letter." replied Papa Ifan, giving his son a crumpled piece of paper.

Reaching out of his father's hands, and tracing the writing in the sheet.

Messages

It's your wife's blood, and you know! if I am happy now, celebrate the death of the woman you love.

The blushing face instantly framed the full on the handsome face of the rich businessman, with the grasp of the hand that was so wrapped, channeling the emotions that had been sticking out in him.

"You must be careful, Rangga! Papa's sure that this guy must be someone who knows you very closely."

"Whoever he is! obviously, I won't let him survive until I find him.

****

The chirping of birds has been heard again, when the sun has shown its smile on the earth, which was covered with darkness last night.

With his body still weak, Kiran rhymed from his seat, although in fact the body had not actually recovered after surgery.

"Are you sure, kiran? Are you sure you're gonna be following this funeral? dian asked with a worried face, to his best friend who already looks beautiful with a face that still looks pale.

Painting his thin smile, when his eyes collided with the gaze of his good friend.

"I'm sure I'm going to join this funeral."

"All right, then let's go!" take Dian, by grabbing Kiran's fingers out of the ward.

****

The taxi carrying the two young girls stopped at a public eatery, located in the middle of Jakarta. With her body still weakened, Kiran swung her legs along the neatly lined funeral lines at the public burial site.

"Hold my hand, Kiran! because I don't want you to fall." said Dian, as her best friend stretched her hand slightly.

"Yes," with a smile, the dab further tightened the grip of the hand.

His footsteps stopped immediately, his heartbeat again beat fast, to make Kiran, immediately back to anchor his hands. A warm smile framed the full on that pale face, when from afar he found the man of his tribe, and it made such an excruciating longing a little heated.

"Mr Rangga," with a smile, as those eyes fell on the twenty-eight-year-old businessman.

"Come on! why are you keeping quiet?" dian asked suddenly, as Kiran stopped her leg swing.

The two again continued their footsteps, towards the resting place of Rani who had been mobbed by many people.

Everything dissolved in a sad atmosphere, over the sudden death of Rani Wijaya, wife of a wealthy businessman, Rangga Wijaya. Sitting beside his wife's belly button, with fingers reaching out to Nisan who had written his wife's name.

Rati concluded a smile on her face, when her daughter's gaze did not turn away from Rangga Wijaya.

"He's very handsome, isn't he!" a little whisper to his daughter.

A blushing smile immediately enveloped Adisty's beautiful face, upon hearing what her mother had just said.

"Yes Maa! he was very handsome," by painting a thin smile on his face.

"You just calm down! Mama's gonna talk about this, with your dad."

"I mean Mama?" immediately stared intensely at his mother's face, out of curiosity.

"Maybe, after the death of Rani! his parents will soon find his son a wife. Because of the news that Mama heard, the Mother of Rangga was expecting grandchildren from their only son. Because during the marriage with Rani, they have not been blessed with children."

"really?"

"Yes, that's the news you hear. So Mama's gonna talk about this, with your Papa maybe you'll be his wife." By carving out her thin smile.

Involved in a conversation with his mother, Adistya's eyes were thrown at the opposite direction, and he was so shocked to find the whereabouts of his half-brother, Kiran! the one who was stepping towards the tomb of Rani.

"Yes! isn't that kiran?" with straight eyes, to his half-brother.

Mama Rati's gaze was immediately fixed on the direction of her daughter's gaze, and she was so shocked to find the whereabouts of her stepdaughter there.

"Isn't the child dying, in the hospital! how could he be here?"

She approached her husband, who was talking to his best friend Ifan.

"Pa! isn't that your daughter?" whispering quietly, her husband's ear.

He turned his face towards his wife, and Andi was shocked to find Kiran! his daughter, who attended the funeral of his best friend's son-in-law.

"Kiran, daughter! isn't he sick? How could he attend this funeral?" with his curious face, as his eyes stared straight at his daughter.

"Kiran! Your papa." Dian whispered softly in the girl's ear, when she found her best friend's father who kept staring at them.

"Just open! didn't he never care about me at all!" by pulling over to Rani's grave, regardless of Papanta's gaze.

When the gaze of the eyes of Father, stepbrother, and also his stepmother continued to be fixed on him, it was Kiran's gaze, fixed on Rangga Wijaya who was being overwhelmed with grief.

His heart beat again, will love so great to the rich businessman.

"Yes, God! what the hell is going on with me? Why did you see him cry? Oh, too, feel sad! what's the matter? What the hell is going on with me? Why all of a sudden, I fell in love with my husband, Doctor Rani? I love him very much." Kiran nodded, lamenting her sudden love for the wealthy businessman.

One by one the mourners began to leave the tomb, after the bodies of Doctor Rani had been buried.

Adistya quickly took her long steps, approaching her stepbrother, due to curiosity about Kiran's condition which already looks much better, than before.

"Kira!"

"What's wrong?"

"Aren't you dying in the hospital! how can you, you're here?"

"Why? Are you unhappy, seeing Kiran recover from her illness?" Dian interrupted instantly, with his jutek face.

Andi approached his daughter, with his wife Rati.

"Kiran! you look healthier. Are you." he paused, as Kiran interrupted immediately.

"Papa, there's no need to worry about me. I've been so much better."

"Have you got a donor heart?" asked Andi, who was increasingly curious about her daughter who already looked healthy.

Swiping away the tears quickly, when the clear liquid had already flowed without him noticing.

"Papa doesn't have to worry about me anymore, because I'll never trouble you again. Didn't Papa always say that I was only bothering you!"

"You ungrateful child, Kiran! did you not realize? If all this time, your Papa's money is only used up to finance your treatment, and also the hospital. Even Mama, and your brother Adisty, have to be so hard, because of you." Her face was so red, as she spoke to her stepdaughter.

"Alright, Maa! let's just go. Go Adisty!" by bringing her stepdaughter. "Later papa will visit you, in the hospital." cried Andi later, and passed with Rati, and her stepdaughter.