Revenge Fat Wife

The True Match

Gian took off the mask after cleaning his hands. Gian's eyes were unceasingly staring at the woman lying on the bed in an unconscious state. Pregnancy has reached 18 weeks and must be performed curettage. Severe bleeding and part of the placenta still remains.

Surprise what happened this time. Who was being locked up by him just now, and who was panicking in front of his room, made Gian want to forget his professionalism. Want to show his affection with Mayang in front of them.

Gian came out a moment later, meeting Ferdi who immediately stood up when he saw Gian appear.

"My wife is fine, the curettage process goes well, just wait for your wife to wake up." Gian said as professional as possible. Somehow he kind of felt that this was worth getting by Ferdi, even though this was not allowed. Gian cleared his throat, "please help his wife be more noticed so that events like this do not happen again. Don't let your wife drive herself, watch the floor of the house, keep it from slippery, and stay careful. Miscarriage due to an accident like this is very unfortunate, sir."

"I certainly did," replied Ferdi stiffly. Can he punch this doctor? So much in his style, is this because he managed to marry Mayang? Ferdi ignored Lea's condition, whatever. After all, Lea did not want the child, so rather than later the child suffered, it might be the best way.

"Anytime you marry Mayang, Doc?" Ferdi couldn't hold his mouth back from insinuating Gian. Instead of worrying about his wife, he thought about Mayang.

Gian feels provoked, maybe his title can be dropped now. It's a serious conversation happy ex and legitimate husband.

"How about yourself? Is it quick to marry her? Not even two weeks, Mayang idah period is over, your wife is already 18 weeks pregnant."

"Men can get married even if they are not divorced" Ferdi said.

"Oi ...." Gian felt that this man was outrageous. "Good then, if Mayang decides to separate from the husband of a fraud and a jerk like you." Gian scoffing.

"You too, right?" Ferdi replied cynically. "Saira and you are not over, but have married my ex-wife."

Gian laughed softly, mocking Ferdi who did not know about him and Saira. "Please, Mr. .. be smart! Obviously you only heard from that shameless Saira. I rejected him, but he kept chasing me. Then I met someone who had the same heartache, and felt fit. Where is my fault?"

Ferdi. He was confused as to what to answer. Saira lied all this time about Gian dying to her?

"I never reciprocate feelings that I consider detrimental. Obviously a good woman never thrusts herself at a man, unless it is halal to be hers. Mayang is the woman who takes care of herself and her honor, not Saira or the woman who becomes your wife. You should be able to think clearly and choose. Not bad to throw a woman who is not good enough, for the sake of a woman who has a noble nature. You can't blame me for the stupid choices you made, sir." Gian lays out for the last time, before passing from in front of Ferdi.

Ferdi fell down, his hands scooping his face violently. It was only felt that Lea was a stupid road that he enjoyed with pleasure, which he was proud of with great flattery, which he appreciated with high value. It turns out that Lea is like a chunk of glass that reflects light. Beautiful but fake.

The new feels different is also experienced by Mayang who sits restlessly in his house. Can he be indifferent and seemed to ignore Gian, in fact, all day without Gian, Mayang felt empty. Checking the phone also feels free because they do not know each other's cell phone numbers.

"Are obstetricians as busy as soldiers? Who can leave his wife all day without any news?" Mayang squeezed both his hands in agitation. "What have I been doing all this time until the cell phone numbers haven't had time to save each other?" lament Mayang.

His breath was wasted after that. "I'll just call the clinic now, but I can tell you what he's doing there."

Mayang grabbed his phone and called Gian's clinic. The lift that instantly makes people excited made.

"I'll call Doctor Gian, Ma'am..wait a minute," replied the other side kindly.

"Thank you, yeah, Ma'am." Mayang bit his lips so confused to ask what.

"Good night!" greet Gian with the tone of his judes as usual.

"The door wants me the key, sir ... You slept at Mr. Hadyan's house, right?" ask Mayang at last.

Across the street. "Do I still have to fast, Mom?" Even though it is no longer judes, Gian's tone still feels hard.

"It depends on you, sir .. I told you not to bother. Maybe my feeling is right, so don't expect anything about tonight." Mayang wanted to slap his own mouth which instead responded to Gian's speech.

"Please don't nguping," said Gian loudly loudly, then the man was silent for a moment, leaving Mayang confused. Soon, Gian was back to voice.

"Children are always the ones I talk to." Gian stop.

Mayang was relieved, he thought Gian was upset with him. "Maybe it's best not to cover up, sir .. they deserve to know" Mayang suggested.

"Tomorrow maybe, if it sounds a little strange now." Gian there seemed to have no idea what kind of response. Or maybe they are disappointed.

Mayang bit his lip again. "How many employees are you in tonight?"

"There's what me— about twenty equal security guards and me." Gian chose to answer only, Mayang deserved to know, maybe he was jealous. "Indeed most women, ta—"

"Sleeping in mess?" cut Mayang fast. Silence answered him.

Yes, Gian felt guilty leaving his bride on their special night, so he fell silent. Unable to answer the wounds of the woman he loves. Gian wanted to apologize, but he was bound by the job he had.

"Yes!" gian answered at last. "Maybe I'll be home tomorrow morning." He did not want to make Mayang wait or disturb his sleep later if he came home early.

"I'm locking the door, sir." Mayang hung up. Letting Gian hang the guilt alone in his office. There was still one normal delivery waiting for her, Ella came home because her brother died, another doctor had replaced Ella since last night. Gian can only give up.

"Okay, I'm going there now." Maybe he'd better go home later. It's okay even if you have to wait for morning on the terrace if Mayang is asleep.

Gian moved, following Midwife Hani who was walking hastily in front of him.

"Doctor's got a problem?" Hani asked.

"Not really. Just a little tired," replied Gian flatly.

"I understand, after this Mr. Doctor can rest, but can't go home." Hani opens the delivery room where a mother is ready to give birth.

Hani turned her head, "around dawn—at most, there's another one that's going to give birth, sir." He smiles.

Gian only sighed, then started wearing gloves and a mask. "Status?"

Hani handed over a note, then he explained the condition of the mother in labor. Groans interjected, making Gian and Hani immediately rushed to help the mother who was accompanied by a nurse and her husband.

Gian must not complain, Mayang must succumb, there is one ego that must adjust to the ego of the other. Gian only hopes Mayang can understand it.

Delivery smoothly, Gian can stretch also refresh his body. His step stumbled toward the mess that he had not stopped when he last time.

Gian opened the mess door, letting a dim light greet him.

"Welcome home."

"Astagfirefull!" Gian was completely shocked, his eyes widened, his body losing its whack of drowsiness. "Darling!" yells.

"You're ...?" Gian did not believe in his eyes. Mayang was in front of him with a sweet smile and a half-drowsy face.

"Yes," replied Mayang as he stepped forward Gian. "I locked the door, and came here."

Holy hooch!

Gian is like having a sudden heart attack. He was really surprised, Mayang had such a side. Where did he hide this nature? Which is so understanding and sweet.

"Sir Doctor doesn't like me coming?" mayang asked still with his smile that—aih, Gian can go crazy and unable to withstand the turmoil in his chest.

"I—"

"I'm halal for Dad. What if I—who started it first, it seems that you are ashamed." Mayang reached out his hand to caress Gian's cheek. Staring in Gian's eyes that looked still in disbelief.

Jakun Gian is up and down, a sign that there is fluid there that continues to flow. Mayang was so close to him. "May ...."

Mayang closed his eyes, Gian welcomed him. Mayang decided, he accepted and will try. Perhaps, Gian is the real soul mate, who Mayang pinta in every prayer.

"Mai ..." sighed Gian who deflated flowers after returning Mayang's kiss. Gian was afraid he was too lustful, but Mayang's eyes were so strong convincing.

"It's okay, Mr. .. I'm willing to start everything with Mr. Gian." Finally Mayang looked down, his courage was limited. He's really embarrassed.

Then what can Gian do? In addition to carrying Mayang to the contest. Yes, a contest that is no more beautiful than a honeymoon anywhere in the natural hemisphere named earth.

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Because it's the night I updated it, afraid that tomorrow has just read it, so yes, yes, nuganunya🤣 shadowin itself is just that cute and unyu-unyu so naga🤣 wkwwkkwk ...

Good night, full of love😘😘😘

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