Not Mauku

Saved his charm

Dimas has entered the bathroom with a slightly arrogant heart, heard his wife mention the name of doctor Aldo, "Can you, say kasian long wait, fear the rush came, is it,? who is he, huh,?" grumbled Dimas in the bathroom, eager to punch the wall but undone.

Soon Dimas returned, with water on his face, Naya who had stood in front of the entrance directly, "Wait ya who,?" disappeared behind the door.

Dimas picked up the scabbard, sat on the sofa waiting for his wife, finally the one who was waiting to appear also sari behind the door and Dimas brought me the face to Naya, Naya smiled faintly, "Thank you who is.?"

After performing the ashar prayer, Naya is ready for therapy, Dimas sitting with a laptop in his lap looks busy, after neat Naya turns her husband, "That I came out first huh.?"

"Hum..,?" sahut Dimas was brief without looking at his wife.

"Ok," Naya walks but suddenly gubrakkkk.., Naya's body falls to the floor, "Aww.astagfirullah."

"Wh.., who..,?" Dimas jumped when he saw his wife lying on the floor, holding her right knee.

Dimas immediately carried his tiny body to the sofa, "Where's the pain,?" Dimas was very worried.

"My knees are hurting," Naya grimaced.

Dimas raises Naya's trousers up to the knee, is it true that Naya's knees turn blue, directly Dimas take ointment from the drawer, dabbed on the blue one, "Kok can be rich gini the hell, which is,? be careful, bah,?" dimas' face was so anxious.

"Well, be careful when it's time to fall, what,?" while grimacing at the corner of his eyes pooled clear water.

"Hem.., where else does it hurt, then,?" Dimas stared in the shade, Naya shook her head, "Don't therapy huh,?" lirih Dimas's.

"If it doesn't come anyway yes, but.., if it comes, just therapy, it's okay," said Naya while wiping her tears.

"Yes, no one hurts anymore..,?" Dimas lowered and closed Naya's knee.

Naya shook her head, "Nobody."

Dimas sat down beside Naya and grabbed her, pulling Naya's head over her shoulder, "Why was that,? what's limp,?" ask Dimas gently.

"Yes, head's a little dizzy, huh,?" sahut Naya with a comfortable position in the arms of her husband.

"Take a drug, huh,?" stroking Naya's head.

"No, you don't want that,? like vomiting, don't you,?" Naya looked up, "The current part is also gone again," elak Naya.

For a moment Dimas sat leaning back, his right hand embracing Naya's body, a glaring look of what she was thinking.

In the living room, in front of the room Naya and Dimas doctor Aldo had been waiting from half an hour ago, walking around looking out of the glass wall, standing on his arm, standing on his arm, occasionally smiling and beards.

"Dok, drink it, please,?" bi Taty served coffee, and nodded respectfully.

"Thank you Bi, Oya Bi, can I ask for help, please,?" Aldo looked over Auntie.

"What, Doctor sir.?"

"Please call Aunt's employer, if it's not my therapy to go home, is it,?" said Aldo.

"Eeh.., why come home son Aldo,? when they come out, there's no way they'll forget about this schedule, right,?" suddenly Hesa's mother snatched from the stairs and approached Aldo.

"Aunty, how are you,?" greet Aldo with a friendly smile.

"Well, how are you and your family,?" they sat on the sofa talking, bi Taty approached the door of Dimas' room, then knocked on it.

Geck..

Geck..

Tok.., bi Taty's door was knocked, from the inside a voice asked, "Who.?"

"Aunt Master, Doctor Aldo has come, and is waiting for you, okay,? for therapy, "scream bi Taty.

"Wait a minute, tell her, okay,?" tell Dimas, looking at the wife's face so comfortably in his arms, "You're therapy or-!"

"Well," Dimas stood up and leaned over to his wife's body, in a cradle to meet his guest, Naya held her hands tightly around Dimas' neck.

Dimas out of the room carrying Naya, Nyamperin Aldo and his mother who was talking, "Sorry bro wait a long time.?"

"It's okay,! how's Naya doing, huh,?" Aldo turned his gaze to Naya who was now sitting beside Dimas.

"Well doc," Naya looked down, not used to looking at people's faces, especially men.

"Thank God, can you start now, please,?" aldo opened his bag wearing gloves.

"Can doc,?" Naya is brief.

The therapy began, "Well, I'm gonna take a laptop for a second, okay,?" whispered Dimas to Naya, replying with a nod from Naya, Dimas stood up to step his feet into the room, before long Dimas returned to bring his laptop, sitting where his hands began to be busy with his laptop.

"What's the job, bro,?" aldo asked glanced at Dimas.

"proposal for the construction of the clinic," said Dimas, his eyes fixed on the laptop.

"Not finished yet,?" continue Aldo while treating Naya.

"Not yet, a little more, yesterday was completed, eeh there is a little lack, so yes this is what must be revised again.

"Oh," Aldo brief.

Ms. Hesa came down from the place after hearing the sound of her husband's car coming home, Naya slightly grimaced, making Aldo astonished, "Why does it hurt.?"

"No doc, only my knee hurt a little because it fell down" replied Naya.

Aldo stared fixedly for some reason the longer Aldo felt something strange in his heart, "Fell where.?"

"In the room, it's okay to dock," Naya showed her rows of teeth.

"Hem.., be more careful dong don't be!"

"Don't get the same attention from people's wives, huh,?" Dimas turned his head and cut out Aldo's words.

Aldo turned his head with a sharp look, "I know she's somebody's wife, but I'm the doctor who handles Naya, she's my patient bro,? so it's only natural that I pay equal attention to my patients."

Dimas raised his eyebrows, "Ok, you're right, too" Dimas's gaze returned to the laptop in front of him.

Aldo shook his head, then continued his therapy, "If you feel weak don't be forced to walk, just stop, sit."

"Well, if there's a seat like a chair,? if not, should I sit on the floor,? it was still difficult for me to stand doc," Naya began to get familiar and told her about her complaints.

"Hem.., just be patient, this is also no longer an effort, anyways there has been more progress, right,?" lirih Aldo feels happy that this patient has started to be less awkward with him.

"Yes the doc, Alhamdulillah, go up and down the stairs also can, I have rarely used the elevator if it goes up or down, as long as I set my energy so as not to let my legs limp, I'm not weak, walking has begun to be far too, for now my complaint yes it is, it is still difficult to stand up when you are crouching or sitting on the floor," said Naya at length, Aldo stared unblinkingly, for him Naya has a charm that is difficult to describe with words, behind the simplicity of Naya stored his charm, it deserves Dimas so sticky as stamps.

Naya felt bad, what if her husband saw Aldo who stared fixedly at him, but it happened that Dimas was so focused on his laptop that he did not see Aldo's attitude.

"Doctor,?" calling Naya softly, Aldo rubbed his eyes, turned his eyes away, feeling ashamed of himself.

Dimas glanced, "When are you going to remarry Al,?" asked Dimas with a sharp look.

"When I find the right person, I want someone to not only love me, but love my children, too,? because I am a widower, why am I married to a woman who only loves me but does not love my tail, free," explained Aldo.

"Yaps, right,?" dimas and Naya said together, "You're right Al, you have to find a woman who loves your children first, about you later, because it's a difficult one" Dimas said, and Naya ngobuk justifies the words of her husband.

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