Passion 3 love

62. What's up Doc?

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"Oh, it hurts. My stomach hurts..." Ayana groaned in pain and gripped the bedsheet firmly.

He's alone now, with no one knowing. His hands began to twitch trying to grab the phone lying on the nightstand. Try as hard as you can to use the little remaining energy.

Really the game was with the husband made him overwhelmed and resulted in stomach cramps. He should have been more careful about this.

One Call he made, connecting him to Dita. His only hope now. People who know about their pregnancy.

But, dear very dear. Dita did not pick up the call from Ayana.

Unfortunate.

That might be the right word for him right now. To grieve the pain of taking the risk of something that he deliberately kept secret. Is it worth it?

On the other side.

" A.. the leg." Dita rubbed her stomach after throwing away everything that was no longer needed by her body.

Dita just finished throwing her shit out of the bathroom. "Em.. Why would you?" Dita muttered and grabbed her phone trying to find another activity after her husband left.

The house felt so quiet without Gino. For the first time after marriage, Dita felt the void of Gino's absence.

"The fussy went away a little while, the house became quiet like this." Dita muttered thinking of Gino.

"Ah well maybe I'm just getting used to being close to her." Dita got rid of all the strange thoughts that perched in her brain.

"Eh, Ayana? she called?" Dita checked the Incoming call list.

Reply to contact Ayana. But...no results. None of his calls were raised. Dita's getting anxious. Without a second thought, he immediately prepared and headed to Ayana's apartment.

Splitting the crowded city streets coincides with the working hours over, adding to Dita's riled up.

"That's arghh....! fuckin' hell!! why do we have to jam everything!" Dita flailed the steering wheel agitatedly.

There is no other choice but to wait until the streets are crowded again smoothly. We can only pray and hope for the best.

"Come on, lift up!!" Wishful anxiously staring at the screen of his phone. He again tried to contact Ayana. Nihil.remain no answer.

"This is what I'm afraid of, you're so stubborn. But I can't blame you either. It's your right, it's your instinct as a mother to protect your future son." We looked at and looked at what happened in the hospital.

"God, protect her and the baby. I want to be an aunt, too." Said Dita monologue talking to her car window.

Dita could not wait to press the horn several times, hoping that everything in front of her would immediately step aside and give the whole street to her.

An hour struggling with traffic, Dita was finally able to unravel it and immediately headed to Ayana's apartment.

Accidentally while entering the elevator, she meets Shaga.

"Miss?" Sapa Shaga with her gummy smile.

"Ah, yes?" Dita looked over and then looked up, she was trying to remember something.

"Who is it?" Ask who still has not found the list of names stored on this sweet face.

"I'm Shaga, miss forgot. I'm a barista in the cafe in front of your office first." Said reminding.

Dita nodded in understanding. " Yes, I remember."

" You live here too?" Dita's words asked.

"Oh, no. I'm just going to visit one of the units here. To talk business with my partner." The answer.

"O.." YEAH...." Dita is just O ria and then the elevator stops where the floor of the Ayana unit is located.

Shaga, he's also out stepping his legs. " You're on this floor too?" Tanya Dita wondered.

"Yes." Yeah." Shaga looked at her phone like she was looking at the address she was sending. " It's true this floor." Say it again after checking the address.

What coincidence.

They split up and Dita went into Ayana's apartment. A moment later there was panic.

At that time, it also coincided with Shaga who was already in the elevator. Shaga saw Dita running and stopped the elevator door that was almost closed.

" Oh you?" Said Dita with her hunting voice. Without saying much Dita immediately dragged Shaga.

Au ah, handsome people so play in drag just like a goat.🤧

"Miss...what is this?" Shaga confusion. He did not understand the situation.

Last time I visited, I came at the wrong time, and my business partner had a fight with his wife.

And now?

I was dragged along with this bar-bar woman. What's the matter?

Is this my fucking day?

Shaga could only grumble inwardly.

"To. please my friend. No, no, he's my brother. Please bring him down." Panic Dita talking.

" ah! no no!" He moved his hand and his head.

"Please take us to the hospital, my sister she's pregnant and passed out bleeding." Dita said frantically and still pulled Shaga's wrist.

The panic turned the two into amnesia. Dita forgets her status as a sister-in-law, while Shaga forgets that Dita's sister-in-law is Ayana. A woman who has a special place in her heart.

"A...he?" Shaga stood in the doorway after she had previously mentioned Ayana's name.

"Let's hurry!!" Dita pulls Shaga back.

I don't know if this is a blessing or a disaster.

But being this close to me I won't forget for the rest of my life.

Fate is so evil and makes me miss your existence Ay.

Perhaps you are my missed soul mate?

Shaga felt happy and sad as she ran in a cradle and took Ayana down to the basement.

" You take him, let me drive." Said Shaga who then took over the wheel after placing Ayana on the center bench with Dita.

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Shaga stood up and leaned against the wall with one leg flexed against the wall. It seems that he also contracted anxiety and panic.

Being inflicted he just sat down and bit his lower lip as well as his hand which was sling-related grasping tightly implied concern for Ayana's state.

Half an hour passed and the doctor came out.

"How's Dok doing?" Dita asked as she ran slightly offset the footsteps of the doctor.

The doctor paused a moment ago, "Are you his family?"

Dita nodded quickly.

"Follow me." Invite the female doctor while patting slowly Dita's shoulder.

Shaga just kept quiet about everything.

Arriving at the doctor's office.

Thick and thick with shades of white and the distinctive aroma of hospital medicine that blur mixed air and room temperature blown along with the cold gusts of air conditioner, air conditioner, Dita observed the corner to the corner of the room before she sat down right in front of the doctor.

"You're this....?" Ask doctor.

" I. My Brother Doc. Her husband is out of town. How's my sister doing?" Cecar Dita without feeling patient.

The doctor breathed deeply. His gaze changed suddenly as he looked into Dita's eyes as if implying sadness mixed with disappointment.

"What's up Doc? my sister's okay, right?" She grew panicked after seeing the doctor's reaction. His mind was in the fog somewhere.

"So, as much as possible we've tried,...." The doctor stopped talking and then dipped the water on his desk.

Ea... ea... ea... wait a minute?

Tar's in jail, Mimi's gonna take a little break..🥱.