THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

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Heru and Mr. Kades walked around the refugee camp. Inner Heru was filled to see with his own eyes the suffering of earthquake victims. A hopelessly lethargic face remembering the continuation of tomorrow's life. May the government respond to the suffering of the small people. Quickly distribute assistance to meet the needs of life during the emergency response period.

"Woi..ayang..kok I was left behind?" yelled Viona took pains to chase after Heru. Whether the man deliberately left Viona or indeed forgot to bring antiques to the location.

Heru sighed remembering that Viona was coming with him. What surprise would the woman make mess up Heru's brain. Heru and Mr. Kades stopped waiting for Viona who trudged past the muddy muddy road.

Viona showed disgust through a puddle of rain last night. Shoes worth tens of millions is like garbage combined with a water bucket. No more expensive shoes on Viona's feet. The metallic color heels were sticky on the ground as soon as Viona set foot onto the street. This is because it is too bad to consider disaster areas where tourism shows off social activities.

"Hurry way!" Heru was amused to see Viona trying to break through the mud all the way. Cloudy clouds began to perch on the full face of the make up.

From far away Laba gave thanks to Viona for her precious reward for her own arrogance. Viona model women should be given the importance of being humble. Let him feel how delicious it is to watch people in a stylish village in the area of people grieving.

"Darling..why not tell me where kayak gini is? Finish me off!" complained Viona after successfully aligning with Heru. Viona pouted feeling dizholimi Heru. Where there's a macho guy take a pretty girl to the slums.

"Don't I tell you this isn't a tourist spot. You wanted to come, right? Now you're sitting in that tent. I and Mr. Kades were about to go around." said Heru trying to refrain from speaking rudely. Already reminded that the disaster area is not a friendly area but Viona insists on wanting to come along. Just accept the consequences so people have no common sense. Young children also understand how the condition of the newly affected area. This is even the spirit of going to a picnic.

Viona grimaced to see the tent only in the blue plastic allotment. The grains of sand accidentally joined ngaso in the tent give a slightly slovenly view. Beautiful woman in the class of Viona of course objected to joining other residents with a clear look.

"Which.I'll come along!" Viona chose to follow Heru around the village rather than gather with a million unpleasant smells.

"Solar...Oya sir kades! We see the injured victims." invite Heru remembered the main goal is to meet the doctor to make his life unsettled.

"Pump! The bad ones are in the mosque. The usual wound is in the tent down there. We got three doctors. Two female doctors and one male. They are good people helping selflessly. From the morning they came not rested because many were wounded." obviously Mr. Kades pointed the way to Heru and Viona to the shelter of the sick and wounded.

"Is there something bad?"

"There were two broken bones. Just can't be evacuated to the city because there's no invitation yet."

The three walked in tandem towards the designated area of Mr. Kades. This area is a little cleaner because it is in the location of the mosque. The road is not filled with wet mud. Suitable for impromptu treatment places.

Heru's heart raced faster impatiently wanting to see the figure of the woman who had captured some of his spirit. How is Citra in this inhospitable area? He remained steadfast or gave up working in this area.

Inside the treatment tent there were only patients with minor injuries. They have been treated well by the doctors on duty. All patients rest waiting for healing to return to activity.

Heru mangosteen salute to the performance of the medics is not negligent to take care of the victims. All are handled well, although not all victims are handled completely. They certainly choose the worse get first aid.

As soon as Heru stepped inside the mosque the man's eyesight changed. The figure he missed early in the morning at night was examining the patient on a wooden cot. Heru guessed it must be an emergency care bed to check on the victims.

The image of not wearing a white doctor's clothes deserves the doctor generally. The woman only wears a tosca green shirt and matching-color toed pants. The hair is rolled up into a mini konde shape to make it easier for him to move freely in a minimal all-round place.

The image was not aware of the presence of Heru et al because it was too focused to check the victim whose legs were almost destroyed by the concrete ruins of the house. It is still fortunate that lives are saved even though they have to be paid for severe injuries in the legs.

"Dok.." said Heru standing behind Citra.

The stunned image recognized the owner of the annoying voice that resembled a haunting ghost. Why did Heru get to a place so far away from the city. What is the cause of the man to waste time coming to this inhospitable place.

The strengthening image of the heart was not fooled by Heru's mischief. Heru looks like a ghost wandering around Citra. The silly leader when to grow up is not nosy people are on duty. From the hospital to the location of the earthquake the man sold his looks.

"Doctor Citra.ini sir Heru made a donation. Does the doctor need anything for the treatment hall? Mr Heru ready to help?" Mr. Kades was forced to lightly speak with a indifferent image to Heru.

"That's yes! Can you take this patient to the city hospital for a foot bone surgery? Here the equipment is inadequate, we fear the wound will rot if we don't handle it quickly." The image flipped over the body facing Heru. The corner of the eye Citra looks not like to be followed but tucked in gratitude Heru came to give help.

"Can but tomorrow! It's almost dark fearing something unwanted happens. We're sending it via helicopter!" Heru is quick to respond to please the heart. Being able to help a loved one is the most beautiful gift for Heru.

"Thank you sir! There were two patients to be sent to the city because the injuries were so severe. Hopefully you don't mind." said Citra flat as not consider Heru as a special guest. Though out there dozens of women become slaves of love Heru.

That's the added value of Citra in Heru's eyes. No glare by the wealth of the Mighty Heru that wriggles throughout the land. Heru does not know behind Citra there is still one name no less big than Heru. The wealth of the other man is equivalent to Heru.

"Of course I don't mind. I came to help the victims. Can I help you again?"

"Sembako.it if you do not feel harmed. You need a lot." The image said as it threw a glance towards Viona who could only be transfixed. Make up on Viona's face began to fade show the real face of the famous photomodel. It's not really in the photo. You can imagine how thick the powder was put on that pretty face. Beautiful thanks to cosmetics.

"Ok. It can be noted the most urgent need. We'll drop off the important ones first." Heru did not feel insinuated even though the image of light insinuated Heru brought mannequins alive. Just making a display is of no benefit. Even make a view. Where there are people coming to the disaster area wearing tight clothes and high heels. Think about going to the people's party.

Pak kades girang unmitigated can offer free. Mr. Kades believes Heru is not just bragging. Heru's donation just filled the refugee food vacuum for a few days.

"Yes, Heru sir! We will record what is most important. Sir Heru still wants to go somewhere else?" bargain Pak Kades spirit so an impromptu guide for a benefactor hearted gold like Heru.

Heru smiled feeling that his steps were enough. The target has been in front of the nose to exhaust energy going elsewhere. Heru has found the final stopover for today.

"Enough here sir! We will stay here with other refugees" said Heru calmly glanced at Citra whose lips were round mocking Heru. The image does not like Heru to be around him. Can damage the concentration of the image handle the patient.

The image is not mindless Heru teases him. Doesn't know Citra isn't a girl like Viona. Citra is still tied to marriage and has three tails. Images of non-free birds can be snared using dollar bait. Citra has a responsibility to three children. It is not easy to turn away from the facts.

"All right! If you need to clean yourself there is a village office not far from here. There where to store all the food needs. There's just no bed there because of the office." Mr. Kades explains the places are still worth using. There are only a few wakes that can be used even if there is a shortage. There are houses that do not collapse but the cracks are afraid of collapsing if there is an aftershock. So the community is urged not to return to damaged homes to avoid more victims.

"Thank you sir! We'll go there if we need to. How about clean water?"

"For a while we took drinking water from the village across by motorbike. The well here is buried so there's no clean water source. To just clean the body may still be worth using. But to be consumed is not recommended. The water was a little murky after the earthquake."

"Electricity?"

"Total disconnect. We use generators for refugee tents and mosques. That's just one too. Hope the fast way through so you can get out looking for help."

Heru was sorry to hear the lack of enough. Isolated makes all means unable to reach the goal point. Earthquake victims will be even more isolated if the road cannot open in the near future. Heru must work hard to help this village out of the crush of misery. In Heru's brain has been arranged several agendas to reduce the burden of victims. The main thing is food, both find clean water sources and overcome the lighting crisis.

"Tomorrow we try all smoothly." promise Heru heartened Mr. Hasan kades this remote village.

Heru's promise vented joy in Mr. Hasan's heart. Their village can survive until the smooth transportation means have been grateful to the Supreme One. God has sent down a benefactor hearted angel of the suffering of the people.

"I represent the villagers thank you." Mr. Hasan clasped hands to the chest appreciating Heru's efforts to give help sincerely. There was nothing they could give Heru in return. They alone live short of where the material pay Heru.

Perhaps it is only a prayer that Heru's goodness may be recompensed from the Almighty. All of Heru's businesses launched were given multiple profits.

"It's my duty to share with each other. You don't need to think about it. We work together to help everyone. Isn't she a pretty doctor?" goda Heru is not strange The image is cold like a chunk of ice. The image may again fatigue engrossed in the care of the patient or again bad mood see the victim can not be helped properly.

"Yes kali! Oya sir Hasan! Try to eat patients regularly! Mr. Thakur we'll bring plenty of food so give them proper food!" Citra prefers obrol as Pak Hasan rather than take care of a nosy person like Heru. The bigger the head, Grandpa. Age as high as a clothesline but the mind of a Kindergarten.

Heru instead of angry called Mr. Thakur even laughed amusedly. Just this time someone gave her a strange nickname. Dikira Heru a wealthy landlord in the style of Indian films. Powerful stepping on the little guy. Heru was not provoked by the mockery of the image that provoked Heru came carrying a mannequin doll. From earlier, Heru's mannequin looked agitated. The look on his face was a god-level riled up image. But Viona did not dare to open her mouth afraid to spray Heru. The man had forbidden Viona to come along but Viona with her sword asked to come along. Feel the consequences of smart-ass.

"Ok..please rest! Sorry at our place! Understandably still in a state of chaos." Mr. Hasan regretted not being able to entertain special guests with adequate facilities.

If Heru objected to staying in a place ala levels means Heru's brain is contaminated with Covid virus 19 new types. Viruses eat sane brains to lead to madness.

"That's enough sir! We are not here to have fun but to feel the sadness of our friends. Please come back to work. We're just here with our beautiful doctor. Isn't it doc?" Heru glanced meaningfully flirtatious.

Viona growled Heru had teased the doctor on duty. What is so great about a little doctor? Looks like sweaty. Oily face exposed to sunlight. There is no makeup to be proud of as a woman.

"Darling.take me to the bathroom! I'm gonna take a hot shower, wipe the dirty sweat. The air here is stuffy makes my skin dull." exclaimed Viona seek Heru's attention.

The image of a small laugh away from the two people. The image of bored people has no empathy. Always feel more valuable than others when both humans are made up of flesh, bone and blood. Is Viona's bone made of gold metal? While the blood that flows is the blue color of noble descent?