She is My Dea (Pursuing a Crazy Wife)

curiosity of a lawyer

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After leaving the room, the neurologist. Sagita had intended to chase three friends earlier, but only then did he come out of the room a nurse called him.

"sister Gita". Call a nurse who is younger than him.

"yes. what's wrong?". Gita turned her body.

"called the mother before". The young nurse told me.

finally, Gita also prefers to meet his clients who are just awake from his sleep.

While the three characters were still silent and dissolved with their respective thoughts and all related to Dea.

while Rendy besides thinking about the fate of Dea. He also thought of his promise to mama to take the two middle-aged women on the road this afternoon.

"tante Alma's here". Said Rendy suddenly opened his voice.

Retha and Arjun looked at Rendy.

"yes. I left home with me this morning. Now there in my house is resting" explained Rendy who knows the meaning of the gaze of her two friends.

"i was the same mama had promised me he would take him on the road this afternoon". Rendy.

"you go home first Ren. Fulfill your promise with mama and aunt Alma. About Mr. Dea let me wait here. You will bang Satria will come here"., said Retha.

"what is Tha?". Ask Rendy less sure.

"yes. Ga what. You're Jun too. You just go back to the cafe. What else is this weekend. surely this has started rame right?". Retha.

"have I come back?". Rendy Sahut.

Retha nodded her head while smiling. Then he sees Arjun still playing his phone as Rendy has passed from before them.

"you ain't home Jun?". Ask Retha.

"then to the canteen?". Bring Arjun.

"okay". Sahut Retha's.

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Gita had just finished talking to her client a woman victim of domestic violence. He plans to return to his office. But as he passed through intensive space. He saw one of the officers standing guard in front of the room.

His heart was moved to find out more causes of the inmates entering the hospital through prison guards.

With a little stale Gita tried to provoke the conversation to the guard until finally he slightly offended the inmate patient who is now being treated.

At first Gita was surprised when the prisoner was found unconscious and bleeding due to a wound on his forehead.

"indeed bother mbak napi this one. Indeed, the day he was a lot of silence but do not know how even so like to scream yell not clear at the end of this". Confess the keeper of the chamber.

"why could that be so. How like a crazy man yelling like that. Who knows who might be. You guys are the officers".celtuk Gita getting kepo.

"enthus mbak. Only he often maki maki for his actions. Because his sister never wanted to bring his son to besukin him. But his voice was right. Why take your child to Lp. Later his son became inferior because he had the mother of a prisoner ". Grouse the guard.

Gita smiled as a mangosteen. Then he excused to see the guard nurse who served in the intensive room.

just like the thing he did before he tried to speak stale and talk lightly to the guard nurse. Until finally he also slightly offended the inmate patient under the supervision of a doctor who called him.

"that's why I don't know. Why do not ask yourself about the history of the disease of the previous patient the same master doctor. Mbak is close to him". The nurse called the senior doctor a master.

"hehe is too". Kekeh Gita crisp because it failed to get information about the previous history of the disease from the inmate patient.

When he wanted to go back to his office, he was shocked again by the movement of the guard nurse who suddenly rushed quickly to the intensive room, without waiting for a long time Gita also immediately followed the nurse behind him.

Gita was glued to the face that had now fallen asleep despite her appearance of great concern due to her illness and even the handcuffs with small chains that were holding her hand still could not cover the sadness that was emanated in the look that sweet face. Where her face reminded her of someone in her past.

Gita scrunched her forehead while recalling the memories of when she was in college and also the time where she once had a boarding with a disabled girl named

"Jasmine". His fizzled softly with his pupils widened as he remembered the name of the poor girl.

"ga may. How could that face be so similar to her.

Gita remembers very well when the entire campus mourned the incident of a plane that crashed in the waters of the Sunda strait. Jasmine is one of the passengers who became his victim.

Gita turned her body to look at the list of patients located on the front wall of the intensive room. There was no patient named Jasmine.

Gita chose to ask the guard nurses who were not far from her presence.

"sorry mbak. The prisoner in the intensive room whose name is mbak?". Ask Gita curiously.

"here it says in the name of Midea Hasxander mbak". Sahut the nurse.

"mmmmm... Okay. Thanks ya". Gita said as she passed from before them.

after getting the name information from the intensive inmate patient, Sagita finally decided to return to his office.

During the trip he was still thinking about the name of the intensive inmate patient.

"they both look similar. There is a relationship between them". Bathin Gita continues to focus on the road

once in his office he tried to ask for help from a friend and his alumni first about the family of the late Jasminka.

"what the hell is Git?". It is calm that the child is with his mother in nature there. Ngapain was revealed again anyway. Poor loh Git". A friend of his first.

"you just want to know that Jasmine has a twin sister, what?". That's it anyway". Gita's voice is a little bit of a lie.

"mmm.I don't think there is. Because after we check the registration form to enter as a member of Bem. listed there if almh only child". Obviously a friend of Gita's.

"ohhhhhhhhhhhh.git". Sahut Gita slowly.

Sagita was silent for a moment because he got a dead-end answer from his current curiosity.

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