Love My Doctor Husband

ASK TO DIVORCE KIRAN

Shocked immediately covered the twenty-six-year-old woman's face, after hearing what Rangga had just said. If the man had prepared clothes for her.

But just as he was about to return to voice to Rangga, the man had already passed away from inside the room. Surely it was impossible for anyone to enter the room, with his body still plain, Kiran put two feet on the floor, approaching the big closet door. Because of his curiosity who wanted to confirm Rangga's words, Kiran immediately opened the closet door. And sure enough, in the closet, he found some clothes that still had lebels hanging. Instead of being happy, Kiran was throbbing.

"Basic bawdy! Did he want to get these clothes ready, because he was planning to get me to make love in his office?!" annoyed.

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Stepping towards the door of his study. " Doni..." Just now that the lips spoke one word, Rangga was shocked to find the existence of Devan, a friend of his late wife.

"Devan...Since when did you come?" tanyanya.

Pouting, giving a sneering smile to Rangga, who looked at him in wonder.

"Are you sure your wife's okay, in there?"

"You mean?" With a much sharper look in the eye, because it does not understand what Devan means.

"At least not for too long, if making love, I'm afraid people's children, can fall sick due to fatigue serving your naps. And preferably, pair the sound eavesdropping device, so that as loud as you two scream for pleasure, we don't need to hear it" he replied smiling.

Rangga's face was met with red, but tried to be pushed aside by pretending to divert the conversation.

"Doni you order food, in a regular restaurant. And Devan do you want to?"

Grinning low, hearing the thirty-year-old businessman, deliberately diverted the conversation.

"It must be like that! Because my stomach is starving, waiting for you to make love to Kiran for too long."

"Not talk much! Let's go inside, 'cause there's something important I want to talk to you about."

Now Rangga, and Devan are sitting on a sofa set, which is in the man's office.

"Tell me what's really important, what do you want to talk to me about? Until you found me in the hospital."

Sighing his deep breath, by throwing a probing gaze at the man in front of him.

"Say. Are you living a life as two?"

Linking his eyebrows, with the look of his face had turned curious, when he heard Rangga's question, which he did not understand at all.

" Two people? Whatchu mean? I don't understand!"

"Are you living a life as Davin, and so are you?"

"Davin??" ask Devan. The man's facial complexion turned much more curious, with what Rangga had just said.

"Yes. It's possible that you want to avenge your sister-Davin, and you're always disguised as her figure, and repeatedly try to kill me!"

"Strong....Stirrup..." And he smiled, after hearing Rangga's accusations to him.

"Davin is indeed my sister, but I have no intention of interfering in your affairs. After all, you are the husband of the late Rani, my best friend. And we've known each other for a long time, when you and Rani were still dating. So if I'm going to avenge my brother for you, why haven't I done it before?"

"So you're not lying?" asked Rangga, with a full glance.

"Of course."

"Then I'm pretty sure that everything behind this is your brother."

"Davin?? Don't you even know he's dead?"

"And are you sure that the body at the funeral was your sister's body?"

"of course. At that time, only he was in the car.

"But I don't think so. Davin could have faked his death, and come back to life as someone else, just to avenge his demdam. But every once in a while, he shows himself, and I've seen him, in front of a fancy restaurant."

"But I'm pretty sure he's back, just to avenge me. How many times have I told you, it wasn't me who caused the death of her lover Arabella."

While in a tense atmosphere due to their conversation about Davin - who was still full of mystery - the two men were shocked by the sound of Kiran's scream, which made Devan laugh at once, and of course a very embarrassing thing for Rangga.

"Mas...Mas Rangga's...Where did you throw my bra?" kiran asked, with half a shout, and of course the woman was completely unaware, that Devan was there.

"Ha...Ha...Ha..Stifling...Stifling..I'm sure you must have been so full of breath, that Kiran didn't find the bra. How do you open it? I'm sure you're interesting, and you're instantly throwing the jaunt of the place!"

"I'm choking your mouth! And wait a minute." Straight up, from his seat.

"What's Kiran?! Can't you lower your voice a little?!"

He turned a glance at his face, and again lurked all over the direction.

"Sorry, I'm just looking for my bra. Where did you throw it, Mas?"

Rangga also circulated his pandagan, looking for his wife's bra. Sighing his breath, when he saw the bra was thrown to the corner of the room.

"Kiran's body does make me opiate. Until I opened his BH, I was like a man in the midst of a fidelity" he murmured inwardly.

"It!" Holding the black bra, he pointed it at his wife.

"Other times, if I take off my clothes do not need to be like someone who is possessed by Mas.. You scare me." Kiran sneered, immediately stepping foot, towards the bathroom.

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ONE MONTH LATER

One month has passed, increasing the marriage age of Kiran and Rangga, who have entered the age of four months.

The relationship between the two is getting closer, although it has not occupied one room, but the activity of making love never both passed, more than two days. Kiran's body feels like opium for Rangga, to make the man always ask Kiran, serving his passion. However, neither the certainty he gave, nor the expression of love, made the relationship feel bland to Kiran.

So close together how exactly their marriage, but finally smelled too. And it was known by Della, the woman who was so crazy about Rangga. The woman was so very happy, when she found out that Rangga and Kiran had only been in a contract marriage, and the two slept in separate rooms. Della, of course, wants Rangga, and Kiran to share this with Kiran's extended family, as well as Rangga. To provoke the anger of Papa Ifan, and also Papa Andi, which is certainly more furious, because Rangga felt he could play his son.

A luxury car enters the residence of Ifan Wiyaja. Rangga's arrival this time to his parents' house, of course, did not bring Kiran his wife.

Taking his broad strides, as he stepped into the luxurious house owned by his parents.

Arriving inside, the thirty-year-old man found the barbarity of Della, who was talking to his parents.

" Good night." said Rangga, regardless of the existence of love during his High School.

All throw a look at the origin of the sound. Papa Ifan, who had already restrained his anger at the son, immediately rose from his seat, and stepped quickly towards Rangga, with a face full of anger.

Just as Rangga's lips were about to make a sound, the elderly man had already slapped a very hard slap on his son's cheek.

THE PLAAK! A slap, which made the face turn away instantly.

Rangga rubbed the corner of his lips, when he felt a slight fishy feeling due to the injured lips.

And when Papa Ifan was about to throw a slap, Mama Dilla held her husband's hand.

"Enough Paa....Enough..." Pinta Mama Dilla, with the strength of her husband's hand, will again land on her son's cheek.

"What is this?! Why did Papa slap me?!" asked Rangga, who felt not accept with his father's attitude.

"Are you deliberately trying to make Papa ashamed of Rangga?! That Kiran, Papa's best friend's daughter. But you can take advantage of that woman, just because to avoid an arranged marriage with her half-brother. Because you know he will not refuse, because of the debt of gratitude he got by heart tranpalation, from Rani. Even you gave her, just a contract marriage. Where is your conscience Rangga?! Why would you take advantage of a woman as good as Kiran?! Papa is so ashamed of Rangga. Om Andi just called, and he's gonna go back and get his daughter, and ask you to divorce Kiran!"

"Dissolving Kiran?!" As if forgetting the pain, now Rangga was very surprised when he heard what his father said.

"Yes. Didn't you just use him?!" cynical Papa Ifan.

"No! I don't want to part from Kiran!" Without saying much, Rangga who had just come, returned to pass from inside the house.