My Perfect Bestie, No! Husbands!

Briefing

Today is the day that Tasya and Al get briefed for intership, all intership participants in East Java gathered there.

In addition to the briefing they will also be divided into several groups later and given various books for them to fill according to their activities during the intership.

"This one eats first." Tasya feeds the bread while justifying Al's tie.

Exactly, they were both misfortunes. Already know there is training, but they last night exercise until the morning and only realized that today there is training.

Al ate his bread, he also helped Tasya tidy up his slightly deviated flops, not forgetting to also tidy up the collar of Tasya clothes that had not been rolled. "Here you are still saying it's taken care of people."

"Yes, you were too lazy to use all of my temptations, so we're late to wake up,"sung Tasya.

"But you are also a ladenin, why do I harm" replied Al.

Funny the truth is, they discussed last night. But in reality both are wrong because they both enjoy. There is-there is.

Without thinking about anything else, Tasya took her Tasyanya and put on heels. Al followed Tasya out while carrying two of Tasya's strawberry loaves.

"Mas spit!" Shouted Tasya from ahead.

"Yeah." Yeah."

Al opened the door for Tasya, he also fed bread on his wife's lips so that she filled her stomach, especially Tasya did have magh disease. He was often careless of his problem.

After making sure Tasya was safe, Al drove forward. Thought Tasya who was busy dressing up, he had not had time to dress up, even his fingers were nimble to dress up at a time like this.

"You don't have to be beautiful, many will like it" said Al.

"Yes gapapa want many who like also marriage to you, will not I ladenin too," replied Tasha simple as pinning both eyelashes.

"Don't like it if many see you" replied Al.

"Yes-yes, this is me and thin. No macem-macem, a little melanin car I want to use softlens. Forgetting to use waterproof."

Al followed his wife's request, while Tasya began to put up softlens to make his eyes sharper. He smiled when he saw the results. Make up in the car is also called.

"Am I beautiful?" Ask Tasya.

"It's really pretty" Al praised as he rubbed his wife's cheek and refocused on driving.

"Later to go home from there we have to eat first, your stomach has not been filled with rice, then relapse again how?" Continue Al.

"Yes-yes, Mas. Eating bread is full enough for me, too" Tasya said with a smile.

"So, you have to eat rice!"

"Yes-yes, Mas. Bawell is my husband," murmured Tasya.

Half an hour passed, and they finally reached their destination. There were already many white-coated people entering the large building in front of them.

As it descended Tasya glanced towards the surroundings, there were now hundreds of doctors here. He was finally able to get along with these great doctors, a pride for Tasya as well.

Tasya helps Al put on his white coat as well as nametag. After that, he put up his own. They both look good on the side streets. Not a few also recognize them, yes as we know that Al selebgram in the city of Surabaya.

"Mass why are you looking at us?" Bisik Tasya slowly.

"You are beautiful so they see," replied Al casually as he could not take Tasya's arm.

But Tasya did not see the others, so he and Al immediately sat on the chair that had been provided because the event will begin soon. First they were handed out a tome containing their activities and targets during a year of intership. In addition to the textbook, it turns out that the task book did not playfully make them shake their heads.

The contents of the book were like in a year they as doctors had to put the infusion 200 times or they had to follow the operation 50 times. And that target has to be achieved if they want to get a practice permit.

Tasya furrowed her forehead opening up sheet by sheet. "Dizziness, a lot of it. Can I not do this in a year? Fear of not meeting the target."

"If you are not brought stress and enjoy the way will not be felt. This is that's half of it when we become doctors, so you have to understand this and meet the target."

"But I can't, Mom?" Tanya Tasha hesitated.

"Can, we go together. I'm paying attention again, later there will be a missed," Al remembered while rubbing the top of his wife's head gently.

Tasya nodded in understanding, he also re-opened his notebooks, writing down some important things the speaker gave him. Every now and then Tasya allowed his glasses, Al who saw Tasya like that just chuckled.

It was a moment that Al liked, according to him Tasya can be many times beautiful when focusing on writing while justifying his glasses.

"You don't look at me, keep a record of what's important. I'm afraid I'm too late to be able to see you," said Tasya who still remains focused on his notes.

"You're really pretty, so I can't focus on the speaker" Al said.

"Ssttt don't tempt me here, just be cool yeah you seduce me until we're late, time here too," whispered Tasya.

"Well, you won't be able to do it here, do you want to see people?" Ask Al.

"Ihhh pervert!" Tasya Sudang.

Al laughed at seeing Tasya with her cheeks flushed like that, there was a certain satisfaction for Al.

Fortunately when they heard the material given a light snack such as wet cakes and others. Tasya was still busy writing, making Al furious because the girl had not eaten.

"Aaaa, while eating." Al brought a risol to Tasya's lips. Without turning away from his note Tasya ate it. Yeah if he's focused like this where he can be bullied.

"You're a habit if you've focused on something like forgetting to eat" continued Al.

"It's me-"

"Hi so you guys get local rides too?" Ask a girl who just made Tasya not in the mood.

"Yes" replied Al.

"Any hospital? I'm in Soetomo" said Aruna.

"Don't kepo" said Tasya who did not like Aruna. Maybe if he knows where Tasya and Al are, he can appeal again.

Aruna was silent, putting on a sad face. Makes Al a little unpleasant, too. "Congratulations, you have to sit back. There's still another speaker."

Aruna just nodded then left the two of them. Tasya just rolled his eyeballs lazily, this time he would not let Aruna freely approach Al like when koass first. Tasya will never like it.

"Don't be rich, you can talk well, honey," Al recalls.

"I have to be okay with the casting candidates. Udah you don't think of him, I'm rich gini also because he's suspicious, if he's ordinary I'm ordinary."

"Yaudah-yeah not discussed, the same focus of discussion yes."

Tasya simply nodded, after which he listened again. Actually the mood is not right, let alone the stomach hurts because it has not been filled with rice, but he will not tell Al. He must be worried right away.