My Wife's Nurse

Who are you

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"Ma.. Pa.. Humaira left first!" With a simple dress in tosca and high hell color matching, Humaira permission to her in-laws, even though only dress minimalist and simple but elegant looks, the dress worn looks harmonious in her white skin, her long hair was allowed to unravel, adding a feminine impression to the young woman.

"Yes dear.heart hearts on the way! you're in between mangang ujang right?"

"Yes Ma.."

"Feel you're the top markotop" Darius gave a thumbs up to his son-in-law

"Ah. papa can do it"

"Yes, baby, papa has added 2 times even" Mama Jessika opened the coki.

"He he he he papa's hooked!" honestly Darius admitted

"It could be the same mama papa, later mama sama papa just say aja, want in what masakin, let the chef of this field in action!" humaira said while showing her right and left hand muscles funny.

"Ha ha ha. Yes yes.you promised me...!"

"She's the Boss!" Humaira salutes the military

"Ha ha ha.. There's this kid!"

"Yes yes, ma. pa... Humaira wants to samperin sir boss first, so do not forget the time of work only" Pamit Humaira while grinning.

"Yes yes. heart of heart..!"

"Yes pa, Assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

" Pa, it already feels like a child of his own huh Humaira, his child can adapt quickly "

" Yes, the cuisine is delicious again, but mama's cooking remains the most steady!"

"Duh the Papa said it's not good, mama just know the cuisine mama alakadar her doang!"

"He he.. Don't sulk dong!"

"Ngapain craves, is the reality pa, he he he he"

"Yes.. Mama's most generous" Darius winked at Jessika's teasing eyes so as not to sulk. That afternoon the Ramadhan family had a different lunch, Humaira's cooking was delicious.

Meanwhile, Humaira enjoys her husband's office while video calling with her friend's nurse friend Rs Edelweis, not forgetting Bram too.

"Woi.. buk Boss!! really, really, really, we don't think we have to watch this hour!" yell mely

"Ha ha. sorry sorry mistress boss mau songong dikit" Humaira stylishly wearing her glasses, contact her friend ngakak.

"Ha ha ha.. Deck, so much you!! gua don't dare wa lu anymore, afraid boss camphur sir!" Bram pointed the phone camera at his face.

"Ha ha. yes possessive of men cave mas! if rame rame gini video call insya god is okay, but if you can personally war the cave world!"

"Ha ha. yes yes yes.you are healthy which is important right, uh goodar yes we mataim first! there's a code blue patient!" Bram hands Hp to mely and runs to the room informed to experience code blue.

"Humaira, yes! we'll help you in the sapphire room first!" Mely switched off their phone without waiting for Humaira's approval.

"I miss you guys..." Hissing girl, she smiled as she stared at her side window glass, just 15 days off from work and she missed the busy situation that became Humaira's daily meal and her nurse friend's friend.

"Young lady, we've arrived!" Mang ujang broke the young woman's daydream.

"Oh. Yes Mang, thank you!" Humaira got out of the car and while challenging her food, then looked around her husband's office, the big building looked towering. With confidence the girl stepped in.

"Sorry, can anyone help you? guess what business is there here?" Asked a security man approaching Humaira and asked politely.

"I have an appointment with Putra Ramadhan sir, this afternoon he asked me to come to his room!" Humaira replied with a smile.

The security stepped into the Receptionist and asked if there was an appointment this afternoon. But nil, because the full scope of Putra is outside the office and there is an appointment until 5 pm with important guests. There are no appointments available for guests at the office.

"If you can tell, who are you?!" The security looked at Humaira sarcastically and in disbelief, he looked from head to toe, disbelieving the girl's words. Humaira gets a strict check for entering without a guest id card from the guard post and without any appointment screen from the guest list.

The views of the employees there also look scornful, ordinary girls who only bring a bushel of food, clothes were only hundreds of thousands, beautiful indeed, but not branded and from a famous brand, the jewelry that was worn was like most ordinary girls, making them wonder what was carrying the girl here.

"I'm Humaira mas, his employee as well."Humaira replied with a smile.

" Please Ma'am wait in the front lobby, that's the seat!" The security said without looking back at Humaira, he thought Humaira was like most reckless girls who came to seduce the Son, and most of the time the Son came later did not even know them.

"Okay, thank you!" Humaira said with a smile, then passed by and sat down on the sofa of the lobby. Humaira pulled out her device, and made a call.

tuut...

tuuut...

tuuut...

tuuut...

tuuu...

tuuu...

tuu....

tuut....

Humaira's phone arrived dead, his batrai loww bat.

"****** cave! don't remember the Son's number anymore! how does the cave go home?!" Humaira panics, she forgets to charge her HP and doesn't bring a carger.

"Sir, excuse me. Can I borrow a carger? my phone is dead, I want to call someone" Humaira approached the Receptionis.

"Geez, don't take me! borrow my HP from me. This is it!"

"Sir, I don't memorize my husband's number but.." Humaira

"Gee.. Ma'am.why can't you memorize your own husband's number? bad ah the mbak!"

" Yes mbak. I just 4 days of marriage because, and it happens we also just know a few weeks, we did not have time to call like people"

"Well.. in jodohin mbak huh?! sampe just knew everything" said the receptionist while giggling, then staring at his friend who smiled mockingly.

" Sir, can mintak please call sir Putra Ramadahn no? I'm in a hurry to go home"

"Wah... can not carelessly talk to Mr. Putra mbak." replied the receptionist was ketus.

"But this is an emergency! I am also new to this area mbak..kidn't know anyone!"

"That's mbak's business, I'm sorry mbak! we're busy" Receptionis, the other one, replied with a grimace.

"Oh. yes, I'm sorry, interrupting your time" Humaira left them upset.

"Gua said his employees were in disbelief, let alone say if the cave is the wife of Putra Ramadhan, immediately expelled from the cave!" inner Humaira while sitting lazily. It did not feel like two hours Humaira was sitting in the Lobby waiting, and she was getting tired, wanted to go home no phone mang ujang on her phone all, and her cellphone died. The son on the phone twice didn't pick up.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, all employees immediately start the activity again by working, because it has finished lunch and rest. Humaira fell asleep while sitting on the sofa Lobby tired of waiting.

at another location, Putra finished meeting with his client, then checked on HP. It turns out Humaira called twice, and her time was two hours ago. The son was shocked, then immediately called back, but the girl's phone could no longer be reached. Son is anxious, he immediately calls his Mama.

tut's...

tut's...

tut's...

"Hallo..?!"

"Ma.. Humaira has gone to my office yet?"

"Lho..had been three hours ago, didn't you see me? mang ujang was here an hour ago Put!"

"Oh god.. Hp Son of silent ma! td Humaira called twice and didn't get up! son call back, not active anymore!"

"Try calling the office now! don't let it go with Humaira!" Jessika's mom is worried

" Yes ma!" the son immediately hung up his phone, though,

" Bay, to the office right now ! Humaira has been waiting for me!"

"Ready sir!" his words are short.

"baby! little hunt!" Son is worried

"Ready!" Bayu buried his gas. The distance of the office and meeting place is only 20 minutes, but because speeding only takes 10 minutes. It turns out Bayu was a former racer when he was young.

When he arrived at the company, Putra immediately ran inside, and to his surprise Putra saw Humaira was asleep on the sofa Lobby, and was being watched by his male employees, who were, there were some people who photographed the girl, falling asleep beautifully while her head was slanted to the back of the left seat of the sofa.

They photographed Humaira while uploading to their respective ig, not forgetting the caption:

" an angel stopped by our office"

The son was very emotional looking at their behavior, violently picking up the phone of one of the employees,

"Who allowed you to take pictures of my wife?!!!!" The son blared furiously, all shocked instead of play and fear.

They really do not know who they are making jokes and toys on their social media. They dug their own graves.

seriate...