My boss my love

I don't need a Doctor

Disya cries on her bed, never thinking why she could fall in love with her boss who is so annoying. There is no end to think why you can be in a situation and condition like this.

Being the wife of a handsome and very rich man, was not Disya's dream.

Marrying a simple man and also loving him, that's a simple dream.

Not to be the fake wife of a man who has not forgotten his dead lover.

Tired of crying kept Disya asleep without changing clothes.

At midnight because of uncomfortable finally Disya woke up to clean herself and also change clothes.

Just about to continue sleeping, a thirsty Disya came out of the room to grab a drink.

After taking the water from inside the refrigerator, Disya immediately gulped it down slowly.

After his thirst was cured, Disya only realized that the lights in the living room were still on.

Usually if it's night Dev will turn off the lights in the living room, but why is this night on?

In the middle of thinking, Disya accidentally looked towards the living room.

Disya was surprised to see the hand of someone who stuck out from behind the living room sofa.

Disya rushed to the living room that looked messy.

Disya's heart throbbed with pain as she watched the scene before her.

Dev fell asleep with a cut on his hand that was still half wet and a drop of blood on the floor.

Disya's body was shed, along with her tears flowing. His heart was hurt to see someone he loved hurt.

"Sir Dev, what are you doing?" the voice of Disya.

Without thinking long Disya looking for P3K box.

With gontai steps, Disya searches her room, and Disya shortly comes out with the box.

With trembling hands Disya cleaned the wound and put the medicine on Dev's swollen hands, then wrapped it in gauze.

After cleaning up Dev's mess, Disya enveloped Dev's still-sleeping body.

Every now and then a subtle groan escaped his lips, and it made Disya sob again.

"Why do you hurt yourself when you're angry?

Isn't this stupid?" Disya laid her body on the sofa opposite the sofa that Dev slept on.

At five in the morning Disya woke up from her sleep and was shocked because the blanket worn for Dev, now enveloped her body.

Disya's eyes circled the entire room looking for Dev, and her eyes were fixed on Dev's room whose door was slightly open.

Quickly, Disya wakes up to the kitchen and makes breakfast for Dev.

After finishing Disya serves it as usual on the dining table.

After a long wait, but Dev did not leave the room, Disya began to worry, repeatedly staring at the door of Dev's room, but the one in wait did not come out.

Finally, Disya brought food to Dev's room.

There was the sound of water coming from behind the bathroom.

Disya walked slowly and put Dev's breakfast near her bed, and Disya came out.

Disya who is still confused, leaving for work or watching the state of Dev, walking madir pacing in her room. Worried about Dev, Disya walks slowly to Dev's room, as the door is not closed, Disya tries to see what Dev is doing in his room.

It was seen that the tired Dev bribed breakfast into his mouth, his hands that must have been very sore many times failing to put food in his mouth.

Because there is no heart to finally enter Disya, after previously knocking first.

Disya takes the plate from Dev's hand, then tries to feed Dev.

"No need! I can do it myself.

You don't have to bother, I'm not a child, who just eat it must be in a bribe." Dev threw his gaze at just any place, as if unwilling to accept help from Disya.

Disya let out a long sigh, actually still feeling upset because of last night's incident, but undeniably, her heart drizzled at the pain that befell Dev.

Disya continues to try to feed Dev, although it continues to be tepis.

Disya did not give up, and because of her persistence, Dev finally ate the bribes for the sake of the bribes given by Disya.

Without a word, without a sound, with patience Disya continues to feed Dev until the food on his plate runs out.

"Stop silencing me!

I don't like it" said Dev, as Disya moved from her seat.

"No need, I don't need a doctor."

Stay here and I'll heal quickly. Dev wanted to say that, but his lips were locked tightly.

He let out a long sigh and passed from before Dev.

Confused what to do, if he works like if Dev needs something and is unable to do because of his sick hands. On the other hand the new Disya One month of work, it is impossible to skip without a proper reason.

As I was thinking, I heard the doorbell.

He rushed to the door and opened it.

The doctor came with Raka.

Disya did call Raka for help, because Disya did not have a phone number Doctor Dev.

After letting him in, the Doctor immediately examined and treated Dev's wounds.

"Don't do a lot of activity first sir.

Due to a hard impact, the bone in your fingers is seriously injured, and it takes several days to recover.

don't move it too much, or lift a heavy weight because it can be fatal." The doctor explained to Dev and Dev just nodded his head slowly.

After writing down a prescription for some drugs to be redeemed at the Pharmacy, the Doctor left.

"If you want to go to work just leave, I can do everything, no need to worry," Dev said with a jutek face.

Without saying a word, Disya passed.

Disya could not focus on working all day, her mind was left at home. His work became chaotic and received a reprimand from his superiors.

When his working hours were over Disya was quick to go home, worried about Dev's situation.

When exiting the restaurant, Dimas was seen standing while leaning his back on the car, while his hands were busy with his cellphone.

Dimas looked up because he heard the approaching footsteps.

"Hi Shay!

Come home again, no one will mind, right?"

Dimas' smile expanded when he saw Disya approaching.

"Emm,,," Not yet had Disya continue her words, suddenly someone's voice sounded startling both of them.

"I really object." Suddenly Dev appears with a face that can not be interpreted.

"There is no need to bother waiting for my wife again, from now on I will take her and pick her up."

Dev smiled smugly looking at Dimas' expression that looked shocked.

"Dear, sorry to pick her up late." Dev smiled and walked towards Disya, then clasped her hand.

"Oh, baby, you haven't told Dimas that we're married?" Disya stuttered and was unable to answer, because she felt very strange with Dev's attitude.

Dimas's face now changed pias, knowing that Disya's status was married.

"Truely, wahh congratulations to you!

I'm very happy for your marriage, but it's a pity, you don't bother me anyway, evil," Dimas said with a small smile, hiding his disappointment, although a little failed.

"Let's go home, it's a shame, I don't want you to get sick." Dev takes Disya into the car, leaving Dimas in his place.

"I don't like you being too familiar with Dimas.

Don't see her again, just watch out!" resolute Dev, with a threatening tone.

"Why indeed?

When I'm a good friend, I can't stay away from a good friend, who helps me find a job.

Anyway why you should be angry, anyway you do not think I exist. So never act like a husband who is jealous," said Disya did not want to lose.

"At least don't be cheap in front of men as long as we're still in the marriage bind." Dev's words successfully make Disya's heart as if in a dagger, it feels very sick.

"Descend me here" Disya said with tears beginning to melt.

"You don't get weird in there." Dev begins to panic realizing his mistake which makes Disya now sobbing.

Dev cursed his mouth which always issued inappropriate words when he was angry.

"Or I jump," threatened Disya.