
The day keeps changing to the next day, and it goes as it should.
1 month already Rifqy and Bela are united in a sacred bond that is very sacred in the eyes of religion, especially in the eyes of God, namely marriage.
It should still be warm-warm a bride, who usually wants to be close, wants to always hug, but what in the word is not for 2 different gender lovebirds. Yes, who else if not Rifqy and Bela π and even Rifqy and Bela have never had intercourse as a husband and wife should.
I don't know what the two of them think but certainly because they married too soon so never do their own inner obligations. Yeah, maybe!
Today was the first day Rifqy returned to the Hospital after 1 month and he left the Hospital and entrusted Dimas, Assistant and his best friend.
Indeed, Rifqy used to monitor the state of the Hospital and also the state of his Caffe via Email sent by Assistant and his best friend from his laptop. Almost every night Rifqy always sleeps at night, he forgets that there is someone who needs attention from him, in seeing that Rifqy used to want to marry Bela but as if now he forgot about it and prefers to spend his time on work.
The lost time cannot be restored, it should be that time Rifqy used to get closer and get to know Bela's figure more deeply, but in vain just because of work. How strange but real π΅
In the kitchen Bela was finished with the food cooked this morning. After she finished arranging the food on the dining table, Bela left the kitchen to walk to her room and Rifqy, she wanted to prepare work clothes that would be used for her husband.
When the door opened Bela did not see Rifqy inside, but the sound of water splashing in the bathroom indicated that Rifqy was with the ritual bath. Bela walks into the locker room and opens the closet with Rifqy's work clothes.
"You're going to prepare work clothes for me?" questions from someone he knew very well, even though he knew from the sound and smell of his body that made Bela shocked and immediately turned her body.
Bela swallowed her saliva when she saw Rifqy only wearing a towel to cover the lower half of the body and the appearance of wet hair adds to the macco impression of Rifqy in the eyes of Bela of course.
"You must know my work clothes right, just a white medical suit like this" said Rifqy grabbed the white suit of her medical clothes from behind Bela to make her wet hair touch her smooth cheeks.
"Why you?" Rifqy asked as she felt a great tremor emanating from Bela's body.
Bela nodded quickly
"A. I don't pa.pa kok" replied Bela recently-brickly because of nervousness.
Rifqy who heard only oh ria with accompanied mangut-mangut
"Let me!" Bela said when she saw Rifqy would grab her pants and shirt to wear today.
"I know I don't know what clothes you wear yet, but I want to live out my duty as a wife to serve you." Firmly Defend by staring at Rifqy.
Rifqy smiled at the devil and began to cross the idea to prank Bela
"Well, if you really want to live your duty, why should half?" rifqy asked with a grin on her lips that was hard to understand and she started to get closer to Bela.
"Emmm.. makutu?" bela asked who was trembling as she saw Rifqy getting closer towards her.
Indeed, when Rifqy approached him lately Bela was ordinary but not with today, he seemed to feel that Rifqy would ask Bela for his rights.
Bela retreated and laboriously swallowed her saliva until she was finally cornered in the corner of the closet at the very end.
Rifqy's burly hand had locked onto Bela so that she could no longer escape from this most troubling situation, Bela closed her eyes as Rifqy began to draw her face closer to Bela's.
His body trembled violently feeling the heat all over his body.
However, Bela and Rifqy are normal humans.
Can't be denied that both of them really want that? but whatever the force, the big ego both overcame his will.
"Hahaha I'll change first!" said Rifqy in his laughter ended the act of pranking his wife, by leaving Bela's place that is still sculpting.
I was in work! I guess he'll really kiss me. Dumb don't bust Bela. Bela the head-scalps dispel his filthy thoughts.
***
Bela and Rifqy were already at the dinner table, they had breakfast with silence no talk of the two, only the sound of the clinking of spoons and garb that accompanied them.
Finished breakfast Rifqy chose to go to the Hospital earlier than usual because he knew for sure his work piled up after staying 1 month. Don't forget he said goodbye to his wife, Bela.
Bela nodded. "Yes, brother." then grabbed Rifqy's hand and kissed the back of her hand with lips.
Rifqy smiled warmly. "Take care of yourself at home?" a warning to Bela and immediately on her nod.
Cup
Bela glared when she found out that Rifqy had just kissed her forehead a glance before getting into the car
***
Rifqy has arrived at his office, precisely the room of the Director of the Hospital.
"Mas, is there an operating schedule today?" tanya Rifqy is still focusing on the patient's self-data map that is in his hands.
Dimas. "Nothing, Qy" Dimas replied quickly.
"Well, by the way, what's the eak-eak event? smoothly?" with a smile that teases her.
Rifqy squinted her eyes. "What ok-eak?" pretend not to understand, but mah Rifqy knows where Dimas talks. Ah, you lemes! man but his mouth is very spicy very rich mpok lemes really dah! huh basic bummer!. Rifqy grumbled as she clenched her hands together.
"Aihh lo it! you don't know what this cave talk means?" Dimas snorted annoyedly, He knew that this Rifqy was just a temple - pretending not to understand.
"Yes what? cave does not understand." glance at Dimas and flicked his shoulders tidak tau and also did not care π
Dimas sighed bitterly. "The husband and wife relationship! are you doing the same to him?" Finally it was also revealed what the max of his words from earlier. Nah kan!
Rifqy leaned his head on the chair followed by his hand massaging the temple indicating there was a problem that was being faced.
"Yet..."
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