My wife's lover

My wife's lover
chapter 158



Arriving at the hospital, Andre was as usual busy at IGD. Patient queues are quite numerous. By noon, the patient was only a little.


It's time for Andre to rest.


"I'll rest, yeah!" pamit Andre to his co-workers.


"Yes. You don't want to look at Darren?"


"Yes, maybe later."


"So morning when I visited, there was her mother."


"Oh, huh? Thank God that there is a family!" said Andre.


"They want to go home today!"


"Yes, yesterday he came home. Really force. I explained about his condition."


"Hhhmm, it seems like it's because they're thinking about hospital fees!" obviously doctor Ferry.


"Hmm, if they can't pay, I'll take it!"


"You are indeed a noble-hearted doctor, doctor Andre!"


"Ahh, it's normal. I'm just helping out as best I can. If it costs tens of millions, I won't be able to!"


"Hhhmm, I don't think tens of millions."


"Yes, that's why I can help!"


Suddenly the phone vibrated a sign of a message coming in.


"Your phone sounds!"


"Yes, I'll see!" said Andre.


[Where is lunch?]


Andre smiled at his smile.


[Dine at a restaurant near here. Isn't it okay, baby, I didn't come home this afternoon? ]


[ Yes, mas. It's nothing ]


[Yes, I want to find food first. You eat too, yes. That much! ]


[Yes, my mom.]


[Bye, baby! ]


[Bye, mom! ]


Andre keeps his phone in his pants pocket.


Andre then went to his restaurant. I ordered the food menu as usual.


Half an hour later she returned to the hospital with a packet of food purchased from the restaurant for Darren.


With a quick step, Andre headed for the new Darren room because Darren was no longer in the observation room.


Andre knocked on the door.


Tok tok tok.


Without waiting for Andre to open the door.


"Asshamou'aikum!" said Andre.


"Wa'alaikumsalam!" sahut Darren was lying on the bed.


"How are you doing today?" asked Andre warmly while putting food on the nightstand.


"Thank God I'm getting better, doc. Hhmm, can I go home tomorrow?" darren asked cautiously afraid Andre was angry.


"Hhhmm, what did the doctor who handled you say?"


"Tomorrow the day after I can just go home" replied Darren.


"Yes, so tomorrow you can go home!"


"Hmmm,"


Suddenly someone opened the door. A woman came in with a plastic bag in her hand.


"Son, I only have five hundred thousand. There's still less than two million for your hospital fee!" said a woman over forty years old.


Darren and Andre reflex.


"Doctor, it's my mama" said Darren with a smile on his lips.


Andre's eyes are perfectly rounded, "I-mom?"


The woman who turned out to be Lisa turned her head, "You-you? You who? Why call me 'mom'?"


"Doctors know my mother?"


Andre just stared at the woman and Darren in turn.


So Darren is my brother? Hhmm, the baby that was once brought by the mother to the grandmother's house was Darren. I just feel so close to him. Inner Andre.


"Assalammu'alaikum," Annisa enters with Alina and her father.


"Mas Anto?" Lisa's shocked.


"You!" Anto was no less surprised.


"So Mr Anto same mom already know each other?" ask Darren confused.


"Excuse me!" pamit Andre then immediately came out of Darren's room without saying anything more.


"Mas Andre!" call Alina.


Anto followed Andre out of Darren's room.


"Dad!" call Alina half-screaming. He followed his father out of Darren's room.


"Well, Aline!" call Annisa.


Annisa's confused. He looked towards Darren and Lisa as well. A second later, Annisa followed out.


"Mama? Mama know Anto sir?" ask Darren in shock.


"Hmm, I-yes, son!"


"Then doctor Andre?"


"Doctor Andre?"


"Yes, ma. Why did Dr. Andre call you mom, mom?"


"Hmm, it's a long story, son!" lisa answered that looked wrong.


So that doctor, Andre. My son became a doctor. Mas Anto really managed to educate and take good care of my children unlike me. Inner Lisa.


"But why were Anto and Mama surprised just to meet? What's going on, ma? You guys know each other?"


"Hhh, come on, baby. Mom will tell you a story. Now how can we pay for this hospital, son?"


"Borrow together can't you, ma? I'll work hard to pay for it!"


"Papa you don't let you work, son!"


"Then what, ma? Nothing not want. Just throw me out on the street!" Darren looks frustrated.


"You don't talk like that, son. Mama's gonna borrow Ana tomorrow. One more week you'll receive a salary from her."


"Mama's salary is only 1 million in two houses. That's just enough for us to eat."


"Hhhh," Lisa could only sigh heavily.


Suddenly Darren got out of bed.


"Where are you going?"


"I want to borrow money from Anto sir. I hope he lends it!"


"Eehh, no, son. Shame on!" Lisa tries to keep Darren from coming out. He held Darren's hand strong.


"Why ashamed, ma? Must you know Anto sir?"


"Y-yes, kid. Mama just knew!"


"Know it? Doctor Andre calls mama 'mom'!"


"Hmm, maybe he's the wrong guy!"


"Ma, I'm not stupid! I'll ask them directly!" Darren kept trying to let go of his mother's hand.


"Darren mama please! Go back to your bed!"


"No! Take me off, ma!" Because Darren's condition is still weak, he lost strongly to his mother.


Darren then fell.


"Why, ma?"


"Mama please. Think about your health, son!"


"I am not only a sick body, but my soul too, ma! I live with a stepfather-like biological father who is even more evil than a real stepfather!"


"Don't talk like that, son!" Lisa started to tear up.


"There must be something between Andre's doctor and mama. Doctor Andre is my mother's son. Aren't you, ma?"


Lisa could not help her crying. He remembered his past. How selfish he used to be. And finally, the right will win and the wrong will lose.


"Strade. . ." Lisa wiped her tears.


"Andre? Mama call Andre's doctor by name?"


"Andre is your brother!" said Lisa. The crying broke too.


"Sister? You mean, doctor Andre is my brother? My biological brother? Then Mr Anto?"


"Mas Anto's. She's mama's ex-husband!"


"W-what, ma? Ex-husband?"


Lisa is weak.


"Don't tell me that Annisa's a mama's boy too! No-no!" Darren shook his head. He also could not help the cry he had been trying to endure.


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Sorry there are so many typos. 😊🙏


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