The Decile Mr Doctor

Panics

The second session update in each weekend has been rolled yes guysss.....

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Julio entered the house after several calls to Mr. Sofyan and got no answer. So impressed, he forgot to take off his full face helmet. Inside the room, he saw several women who might be waiting in line.

The women saw him with a strange look and while whispering – whispered.

“ Sorry, miss uh mom... “ a message to one of the waiters who seems to be young, but looks like his stomach is a bit bloated.

“ Why ? Uh mas ? Uh brother ? “ greet the woman back.

“ Can I ask ? “ ask Julio.

“ Sorry, sis . Can you take off the helmet first ? I didn't hear her brother say anything. “ said the woman.

While on the other side other women in whispers even some are interrupting.

“ May masnya shame so do not take off the helmet. Find her boyfriend, huh mas ? Pregnant, boyfriend? “ said the woman who was on the other side of the one asked Julio earlier.

“ Surely his girlfriend is also pregnant and wants to do abor_si. Basic men – men are not responsible. “ chirps other women again.

“ All men – all the same. Just want to do good. If the result is like gini, play stayin so aja. “ sahut others again while pointing to his stomach is still flat.

Ah, do they all intend to abort the contents of it all ? They are so evil. They kill their own works. Their children are not sinners at all. It is the master who sins. Why should a child be a victim. Inner Julio after removing his helmet.

“ Screws. That's why we don't want responsibility. Definitely want to find another victim again. “ female circus.

Julio paused his intention to ask. He walked over to one of the doors of a closed room because he did not see his wife there. Julio's mind was getting messed up. He is afraid if the wife is right – really want to do abor_si. He was afraid that the patient in the room was his wife.

Julio took a deep breath –, then grabbed the door handle with trembling hands. His eyes are already glazed – glass. But arrived – arrived a woman came approaching.

“ Sorry, sir what do you want ? Sir can't just walk into the room. “ said the woman was blocking Julio.

“ Me .. “ back Julio breathes in – in. “ I'm looking for my wife. Is he inside ? “ tanyanya.

“ Sorry sir. We do not know who the wife of the master. “ replied the woman.

“ Please, mistress. Tell me is my wife in there ? If yes, let me enter. “ said Julio expectantly.

But either way, the woman would not say anything. In addition to indeed he does not know who the wife of the male – men who are in front of him, his boss also has rules. Whoever asks about the patient should not reveal his identity.

“ Yes, Mr. Sofyan . “ he said when he received the call.

“ Sorry, den. Aden called, but I didn't hear. What is it, den ? Sorry, I do not know the whereabouts of neng Dhara. “ said Mr. Sofyan across.

Julio let out a long sigh when he heard that Mr. Sofyanpun had not received a clue about the whereabouts of the wife.

“ Sir, I want to ask you about your motor police number. Can Mr Sofyan mention it ? “ pinta Julio full of hope, if the motorbike outside was not his home security motorbike brought by Andhara.

“ Oh, the number is D XXXX AZ den. “ replied Sofyan sir.

Hearing the motor police number mentioned by Mr. Sofyan, Julio closed his eyes tightly for a moment. He even forgot that Mr. Sofyan was still on call.

“ Hello den ? Did you see my bike ? “ ask sir Sofyan to resuscitate Julio.

“ Oh, sorry sir. It's best that Mr. Sofyan come back to find my wife again. I will also look for it again. “ Julio replied. At least he is now a little relieved, because the bike outside turned out not to belong to Mr. Sofyan.

Without saying goodbye to the woman who blocked him earlier, he immediately left the place to find the existence of the wife again.

Julio turned around and circled almost half of his hometown. It's almost afternoon. The circular Ale_xander Cris_ty clock on his wrist had shown at half-five in the afternoon. Julio's getting anxious. Mr. Sofyan has not yet reported.

Finally he pulled over, while still on his motorcycle, he reached into his phone to call the mother. He asked if his wife might be back home.

It turned out to be a big zero. Andhara has not returned home. Then Julio tried to dial the wife's number. Who knew this time he was lucky and his wife raised her call.

But this makes Julio more anxious and panicked. The wife's cell phone number is inactive. Only the soft operator answered. Without waiting for long, he returned to the bike. Hope a miracle happens that arrives – arrived the wife is in front of him. For almost half an hour he was back on his bike.

And the miracle expected to be granted by the One Above. He saw Mr. Sofyan's motorbike parked on the side of the road. He immediately turned on his right turn signal to cross and followed the possibility of his wife being.

With – buru Julio standardize the bike gedenya, then remove the full face helmet and get off the top of the motor. His eyes squinted at someone whose stature resembled that of his wife was waiting in line to buy something.

Julio walked quickly to get to someone. When he got near the man, Julio pulled his hand until he turned around. How relieved and plong heart Julio when he saw the person who had been looking for – search until round the city of Bandung. Julio pulls Andhara into his arms. He held the wife tightly and long while muttering in thanksgiving.

As for Andhara, the perpetrator only fell silent due to his shock. Almost he punched and kicked – men because Andhara he is a brash man – men who use the opportunity in constriction.

But when his body stuck to Julio's body, and feel the warmth of the embrace and body odor mixed with perfume owned by the husband, Andhara immediately recognized if the man – man was the husband he loved so much.

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