My Cold Little Wife

IKYD EPISODE 223

Now Gerry is in front of the Tirta Hospital building, precisely in the parking lot. Gerry stared at the building as he scrunched his forehead. After an inner struggle, Gerry finally solidified his heart. He immediately opened the door and walked out, not forgetting to take off the glasses he was wearing. Gerry walked with wide steps into the hospital lobby and approached one of the reception desks.

"Is there anything Young Master can help with?"the friendly tanya of the receptionist stood up and gave her a big smile.

"Hm, look ... is it true that doctors on behalf of Mira Rahmawati work at this hospital?"gerry asked, in a somewhat whispering and cautious tone. 

You idiot! Why are you asking Gerry? You know he works here!rto Gerry in heart.

"I'll check for a minute" said the young receptionist, moving her hand against her computer mouse. Gerry leaned his body against the reception desk, gently stomping his shoe-clad legs, creating a unique rhythm.

"really. He works here as an obstetrician" the receptionist continued politely. Gerry developed his smile.

"But today he did not enter, and also a holiday. Do you want to do a consultation or examination of Your wife's womb? Or how? If so, let's connect you to an obstetrician other than Dr. Mira," said the receptionist. Gerry rolled his eyes.

"I'm not married and I don't want to do what you say. I'm still single!"gerry denied the receptionist's remarks. The receptionist's forehead frowned for a moment before long looking down apologetically.

"Ah, sorry Young Master, I guess you are married and have children. From your adult face, it should be in that phase, right?"regret the receptionist.

Gerry snorted and moved his hand a sign of forgiveness.

Am I that old?inner Gerry.

"Lantas, what are you looking for?"the receptionist was curious.

"I want to know the address of Doctor Mira's house, can I?"ask Gerry carefully.

The receptionist frowned again. Looking suspiciously at Gerry.

"You are strange and suspicious! You don't have a wife, why would you want to know the address of Doctor Mira? Or are you looking for your brother or someone closest to you? Or maybe you are a stalker who wants to harm Doctor Mira? If so, leave before I call security!"oceh receptionist was bouncing and guessing. Gerry was upset for a moment.

"Anyway!"snapped Gerry hit the table.

"Safety!"the receptionist shouted loudly. Before long, two men in black uniforms came over. They immediately held Gerry's hands. Gerry is getting upset but tries to seduce.

"Take this guy out!"said the receptionist.

"Hey, miss, wait a minute! Does my face look like a stalker? Look at my appearance! Do I look like a delinquent? Instead of doing that, I slept at home! I'm so underworked to do that!" Gerry did not budge as the two guards pulled him over. 

The receptionist examines Gerry's appearance. Even though it looks simple, everything is branded. At a price that his salary for a month has not been able to buy one of the clothes that Gerry wears. Then he sighed.

"I'm actually a cousin of Doctor Mira. I just got back from abroad. When I went to his house that I knew, it turned out to have changed people. I can't call, whether it's inactive or it's changed, I don't know. I want to give him a surprise, unfortunately blocked the residence. However, I heard from Chairman Karina who is a patient doctor Mira, saying that Mira works here, so I looked for her here, baby, even accused of being a no-no!"obviously Gerry is at length, with half the truth, half the lie. Initially the receptionist's face showed disbelief, but after Karina's name was called, her face changed, becoming doubtful. 

Gerry smiled faintly. Two guards returned to his place.

"You, know our President?"tanyanya could not believe it.

"Of course, I work for him" answered Gerry honestly.

"Can't you?"gerry asked urgently.

"Well, I'll see for a moment" the receptionist replied, immediately looking at Mira's data. Not long ago.

"Ah, sorry Sir. Doctor Mira did not list her home address, not more precisely kept secret by the company at the request of Mira's doctor," the receptionist said in a regretful tone. Gerry breathed a rough breath. But, didn't they not attack? Should I go home with empty hands? It's getting stifled. 

"What about the phone number? Surely does?"

After looking again, the receptionist smiled.

"There," he answered. Gerry asked for it immediately. After being in contact, Gerry took out a wallet and handed out several hundred bills. The receptionist moved her hands across her chest.

"Sorry sir, we only accept that which is our sweat. Just a little help, have a nice day!"reject firmly. Gerry fell silent for a moment and pulled back the money.

"Alright, then, may we meet next time outside the world of work, I will treat you to a meal, see you next time." Gerry gave her sweet smile, turned around and stepped out of the lobby. The receptionist was glued to Gerry's smile. He blinked for a moment and held his chest.

Whatisthis? Heart's pounding? That guy? Have you not, have I met such a man? But, this one tastes different, my dear sir, I keep your promise, the inner receptionist, then continue to work.

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Mira frowned and grumbled annoyed with the ringing of her cellphone that did not want to stay still. Unknown number, once kekeh contacted him. Upset, with consideration, Mira answered the call.

"Hello, who are you with?"asked Mira in a polite tone.

"Finally you answered my call, pretty doctor!"

The voice of a man, who called him a man? Her voice, Mira seemed to have heard it, followed by a heart that started pounding faster.

"Hello, pretty doctor?" The man greeted me back.

"Who are you?"ask Mira.

"You don't know my voice? I'm sad" the man complained. Mira frowned and became even more annoyed.

"Ah, wait a minute, don't break. Patience beautiful doctor, I'll remind you, you turned out to be forgetful huh ? We met twice and lastly at Mr. Ferry's and Siska's wedding," hold the man. 

Mira's brain immediately searched, but she shook her head.

"I met a lot of people at the party, how can I remember you, who only met twice? And you're asking me remember or not just by voice?"said Mira.

"Oh, okay. I'll make it clear. Do you remember the man whose face was covered in a white scarf that was blown by the wind in the harbor? Hows it? Remember?"asked the man, who turned out to be a Gerry Herlambang.

As Mira's memory searched, she removed her left hand from the suitcase and held her right elbow. And finally, Mira remembers it, the incident when she almost lost the gift of the husband.

"Oh, apparently you, how did you get my phone number?"ask Mira. 

"How I get it doesn't matter, what matters is the effort and the results. Oh yeah, do you have any time tonight? I'd like to take you to dinner, as my apology for my disrespectful attitude in the harbor yesterday, can you?" Gerry conveyed his intentions.

"Can't" Mira replied quickly.

"What about tomorrow?" Gerry did not give up.

"Not really!"

 

"The deer?

"Can't! I can't have dinner or see you for the next two weeks or so. I am on vacation and want to go home. Again, sorry! I must immediately disconnect the call, I will get on the plane immediately!"said firmly Mira. Mira waited for Gerry's answer, only the sound of breathing. Thirty seconds, one minute, no answer. Mira was about to break it, but Gerry made a sound again.

"Alright then, I will wait until I return to this country. Sorry to interrupt your time. Have a nice flight and you come home and leave safely. Good afternoon, doctor shawl my future candidate." 

Mira wants to reply, but the phone screen has become black and changed with the screen wallpaper which is a wedding photo with the husband. Mira's face turned red, hearing the future.

Mira immediately keeps her phone and pulls her suitcase to get on the plane. She will return to her husband's country, to her father-in-law's house. However, his return is different from his return last year. Something is missing, something is left behind, something valuable. His heart, his heart floated, as if Gerry was definitely his future.

Mira let out a long sigh and threw a glance towards the window staring at the clouds. 

"Mas, will they agree, I remarry?"mumbling Mira.

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In her room, Karina had just signed the final document. Arion sits on the sofa. He also helped Karina, not to interfere with her hands. 

Arion stood up and approached Karina. Arion invites Karina to sit on the sofa. Karina. Arion positioned Karina's body behind him in a sideways position. Attentively, Arion gives a massage to Karina's shoulders.

Karina closed her eyes enjoying Arion's massage. Muscles that are all stiff and stiff, now feel relaxed and flexible.

"You're fit to be an Ar masseuse, so comfortable, '" Karina wrote. Arion mendehem's.

"Only for you do I step on, maybe Mama and our children later," said Arion.

"You must remember what you said" Karina replied.

"Sure!"answer firmly Arion.

"Hm, what are you gonna do to that fucking gay?"karina asked furiously, turned her body and looked at Arion.

Arion pulling grin.

"Of course, die! You wanna come?"tawar Arion's.

"No, you're all! I'm lazy to see blood!"reject Karina.

Arion nodded and stood up, then briefly peeked at Karina's forehead. Then step out of the room. Karina raised her face.

"Punishment? Only death is appropriate for those willing to take or disturb mine!"muttered Karina grinned.

Karina stood up and walked to the window. Open it a little staring green foliage, colorful flowers and birds that move from one tree to another. Karina crossed her hands on her chest and stared at the sheen of the afternoon sunshine.

Karina's eyes caught two figures that Karina was familiar with. They were Li and Elina who sat down to enjoy the beautiful garden. The two smiled, Li put a crown of grass on Karina's head. Before long, Gerry was seen coming up with a disheveled face and sitting alone on a bench made of stone and square-formed ceramics.

Li and Elina approached Gerry and asked, faintly Karina heard the name Mira called. Karina pulled a thin smile.

"My time is easy to get, but I doubt that family?"karina murmured with an unpredictable eye highlight.

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