My Wife's Nurse

just believe

 

With haste gesa Putra walked to his wife's room in the care, after rumination and in check dokker in detail Humaira's condition has improved considerably, and can already be treated in the usual care room, The son could not wait to meet his wife, and in addition to Bram and Bayu who accompanied the big boss, every time the three men passed by managed to make the hearts of the girls melt.

 

"Assynnya!!" The son said his greetings, hoping to be answered soon, but nothing. Out of curiosity the Son opened the door and found no one in the room.

 

 

 

"Where's Humaira??!" The son looked worried, he looked intently at the guards guarding the room in front of his wife.

" I'm sorry, sir, but since the lady was transferred to this room we've never left this door, and she's never come out through this door!" The guard was angry, they looked at each other and asked when the young lady had gone.

 

krie.....!!!

The bathroom door opened, and a young woman's head came out of the door.

 

"Who?!" Humaira was astonished to see the crowd gathered in her treatment room.

"Darling! you're in the bathroom again?" The son was relieved when he saw his wife was fine.

"Darling?! sorry who are you? why is it in my room?!" Humaira came out while carrying her infusion bottle, with a slight stagger, the anesthetic effect making her faint long enough and a little dizzy.

"You're okay?!" The son grabbed the woman's hand to help her walk towards the patient's bed.

"Hey..who are you?! get off me!! uh, doctor Bram!! when's the sampa? " Humaira Sumringah found a familiar figure among the athletic men.

"Hi, I just arrived! I was contacted by your husband!" Bram smiled kindly, he was a little unpleasant to the Son, because Humaira instead recognized himself in comparison to the Son. The look of the face of the reddened Son restrains his annoyance, because his hands were brushed by his wife.

"His husband? you don't joke mas..when is the wedding cave!! if you want to do a great gig!! tell me you want to know the cave with this friend of yours! ain't you?!" Humaira laughed out loud, thinking Bram's joke was funny according to her, but stale.

"Serious caveman Ra. You're married! this is your husband! Ramadhan's Son! CEO of Lippi group owner of the hospital we work at! now you're on your honeymoon! keep arriving you accident, bring you here, in the care! yesterday you abis operation Ra.. got your light-brain concussion! amnesia jugak! post trauma!!" Bram explained

"Ah. grotto time is married! cave time amnesia, this cave is still inget you! what amnesia?!" Humaira starts to get upset, Bram says there's nothing to her, and her jokes aren't funny anymore.

"Home from Hong Kong!! you're not funny to know! tell me you want to matchlangin grotto ama ni men! really yes fate cave ngejomblo so you want matchlangin cave!" Humaira pursed her lips.

"Sorry sir, can you get your marriage book? same photo of your wedding?! this kid needs proof sir, don't trust him!" Bram whispered to the Son. The son nodded and instructed Bayu to take care of all that.

"Lu say what?! sit all.. if you want to do not use drama drama! sorry, nothing!" Humaira let the guests sit down.

 

"Miss..I'm sorry I was so presumptuous, but did you really forget about me?" The son stared fixedly at the beautiful bead, looking for the gentle and shady gaze that had all this time melted his heart.

 

"Yes.I've never seen you sir, sorry before if it's less friendly!" Humaira smile.

"Hadooh... Amnesia what is important gini the deck? you stuck a clothesline where.! my own husband is...!" Bram is so anxious. The son looked at Bram sharply, he did not like their familiarity.

"Ha ha ha. for whatever reason the cave must say mas, the oath of the cave does not know the same thing you this one!" Humaira laughed again.

 

"Sir, this is your wedding! if for the album it seems I can't print now, but if the file is here !" Bayu came and gave up everything the Son asked for.

 

"Okay, you can all get out!" The son gave orders to all. Immediately they stood up from that chair and stepped out.

"Stop!! mas Bram why come out?!" Humaira did not want to live alone with the man, she did not recognize him at all.

"Okay, Bram you live here!" The son agreed to his wife's wishes.

"Sorry sir, but I'm not comfortable, it'll interfere with your privacy!" Bram disagrees.

"What a hell mas, you're not funny vow!" Humaira. Very upset to see Bram's attitude of unclear respect to his friend when talking, in Humaira's mind they were acting and intended to trick her.

"Sorry lady, if it makes you uncomfortable!" The son looked at his wife deeply, his heart ached when Humaira could not remember him.

 

seriate...