Rose Scented Woman
The Real Doctor Arman
Mira was still on her bed, lying limp with no energy, her face pale from lack of blood and HB, the doctor had checked her, she needed rest. Mak Cik finally spent some money to treat Mira because of the special guests who will come next week and Mira should be able to provide the best service.
“He hasn't woken up?” someone says in a phone conversation.
“Not yet, he seems to be very exhausted.”
“Can't I take it to the hospital?”
“That fat don't allow it.”
“But you're the doctor, let's just say there's a tool that can only be done in the hospital.”
“Will I work on.”
The phone was closed and the doctor who handled Mira looked at her with pity, too bad the beautiful and elegant woman should be in a very sad place.
“Mira, can you open your eyes for a moment?”
Mira did not respond to anything, she still closed her eyes.
“Mira my time is not much, if you can hear me, open your eyes for a moment.”
Curious, Mira finally opened her eyes and saw a person with thick eyebrows and a sharp nose, very handsome, especially her white clothes that she was wearing added to the aura of warmth increasingly radiated from her face.
“I'm a friend of Herman's, you know what I mean, he's trying to set you free, so you should be able to do what I asked when Ms. Cik came, he'll be here in 15 minutes and you should be able to spit this thing out, remember your acting will be much needed now. I will help you and take care of the rest, do my orders and now pretend to be asleep, I have heard someone's footsteps, quickly eat this.”
Mira with half her consciousness was trying to do a doctor's order which she said would help her out, whether true or not like her Mira still had hope.
Ceklek, the sound of the door being opened and sure enough, the old woman who had changed her hair color came to make sure her best servant.
“How is his state?”
“Very bad, did he have any disease before this?”
“Aku not, he always lived healthy.”
“But his body really doesn't show it.”
“What do you mean?”
“If in an hour Mira does not vomit blood, then she will soon recover and my guess will be wrong, but if that happens we have to take her to the hospital, I don't have the tools needed, and that's where we can save her.”
“How is it possible? He's just exhausted.”
“It looks like he lowered the disease from his parents.”
“Arrificial, could lose a lot if this is the case, I will throw it if it is too detrimental.”
The young doctor smiled and tried to hold back his laughter due to Mak Cik's new hair color, he suddenly remembered his grandmother in the village, but this one was really tacky, try to wear sexy clothes with a pile of fat that can not be tolerated.
Really Arman, the name of the doctor was eager to laugh and took him immediately into the nursing home to give an idea of how this Little Lady should dress.
Arman continued to worry, Mira did not regurgitate what he gave, while Mak Cik could not wait for him here for another hour.
“You're Sugeng's son? I asked him to come even you who came here.”
“Not Miss, I am only her student.”
“Murid darling looks like yes.”
“Hopefully so.”
“I'll come back later, you can go, he won't throw up believe me handsome.”
Arman just smiled amusedly hearing the old woman with red pepper lipstick teasing him, it felt like he wanted to vomit at that time. But he hoped Miralah would let out her vomit.
Mak Cik is already walking towards the exit, and Mira has no signs of vomiting yet, Arman is getting worried, this is the only hope he can do to take Mira away.
Just before Mak Cik's last move left the room, Mira let out a vomit that looked very real. Arman almost said alhamdulillah, but he could control it by saying the astagfirullah and the face pretended to be shocked and worried. Finally the expected one came out too.
Little Lady didn't come out and went back in to see what really happened, his face was panicked and afraid that all his actions would be known to the authorities and he would go to jail tomorrow cold prison without any more delicious food and also a handsome man there.
“How is this doctor?” tanyanya.
“As I said earlier, we should take her to the hospital.”
“That's impossible, let him be cared for here I'll pay him more, do whatever origin don't take Mira away from here.”
“Then we buy it.”
“It's not that easy Miss.”
“Then how? I can't possibly let this woman go just with you.”
“My name is Arman Miss, I am a trusted disciple of the doctor who has been helping you selflessly, can't you make a handle?”
Mak Cik is still hesitant and has not agreed to the request of the handsome young doctor.
“If you let this woman here with the conditions as you can see, she will no longer benefit you, the cost is indeed expensive, but her recovery is guaranteed to make you many times richer Grandmother. I beg you, it won't take long. I'm a doctor, it's impossible to just look at my patients like this, come on trust me Miss.”
“What is the guarantee I can trust you will help me not bring a run ***** this?”
Arman handed me something from his wallet and handed it to Mak Cik “This ID card and my business card, you can find me if I lie, you can tap my phone? Do it if you want, it will make you more calm, whatever I do not understand how to believe, but please his time we will not be long, Mira could not be saved.”
Mak Cik stared intently at Mira who was still bleeding blood earlier, his face like a human who was going to die soon, really Mak Cik had never seen such a thing on the precious diamond before.
Grandmother nodded and gave Arman the power to take Mira away from that place to another place that no one knew about.
But apparently they are not really alone, there are two cars that follow them to the hospital, and, mak Cik's direction and he will never really believe in someone let alone a new person even though he has a handsome face and thick eyebrows.
They got into a car that was ordered by Mak Cik, but the people who were in it were already known Arman, all of them were their men including the rest of the two cars, he said, Herman had carried out his plan neatly without being known to Ms. Mac for a few hours later before his men were mistaken to go with Mira and Dr. Arman approached him and told him what had happened.
The road is quiet, Mira who is still limp continues to hope that he really survived and is not headed to a hell that is more cruel than the previous one, Arman asked him to come down and Mira followed his direction.
“You can change your own clothes? My men are no women.”
Mira nodded, agreeing that she could change her own clothes, but it was ten minutes before she left and Arman knocked on the toilet door where she had changed.
“Mira, are you okay?”
“Can you enter Arman?”
His eyes were round, what do you mean? Will he be asked to take his clothes off?
“What's up?”
“I can't pull his zipper.”
“Alright this is not too bad,” said Arman slowly.
He went in and saw Mira who was having trouble pulling the zipper behind her shirt, Mira turned to show her smooth back and scratched red due to the lashings of three men last week. Arman was amused to see the red lines that split his back. Touch her slowly, reassuring whether this still hurts or not.
“Aauu.” Mira grimaced softly, it turned out that the wound was still hurting her.
“Sorry Mira I accidentally.”
“It's okay.”
The woman though she was dying, the aura of her beauty still came out, her back body that Arman saw was indeed wounded but still charming, moreover, the narrow room makes its distance with Mira very close so that he can smell the smell of roses from Mira's body.
“You don't wear a bra?” asked Arman who had forgotten that the woman in front of him was sick.
“Why?”
“Not difficult?”
“No.”
Their eyes meet, look at each other and pay attention to each other “Thanks Arman.”
“You deserve to be saved. Let's go out.” Pulling the closed door.
Mira prevents him, gently holding the man's arm “Don't, there are still women there, later we are mistaken for being assorted.”
Arman, according to him, did not continue his actions to open the door, but still held Mira's hand.
“You are beautiful Mira.”
“I know.”
“Can I.. “
“Bby.” Mira's eyes immediately closed and let her hands hug Arman who had dropped you his lips on Mira's lips. They are mutually******* scrumptiously without feeling shy about being new to know and without feeling reluctant even as doctors and patients, let alone feel strange about doing it in public toilets.
