The Mystery of the White House

78.

" Want to go to the kitchen for a minute, sir!" mbok Saroh replied.

" Yes to the kitchen" replied Mr. Darman.

Of course he knew his wife would prepare stomach affairs. His wife will not waste her guests.

" Well, now we can start, right?" ask Aisha quickly.

The beautiful eyeball looked at the eagle's eyes moving with a glance to the right with a sharp dive.

" What's the max?" inner Vendra hummed.

" Ahemm. Can we start, madam? Your husband is nothing. And he's very good at the moment. So talk while there's still a chance. Don't play cues" the doctor said.

" I'm sure your husband doesn't get there to think sharp either!" said the doctor who mocked Vendra.

"Mk..... Ahhh shittt!!!" vendra Umpat.

" It's true what I said! He will not arrive..believe me.." said the doctor with a devil smile towards Vendra.

" Who are you???" ask Aisyah who is getting curious.

" Where did you study? Who's your teacher? What's your kyai's name?" tanya Aisyah asked the question.

" Hadehhhhhh.. lady...huffftt" said Dr. Haris.

" We'll talk about it later. Allow me to deal with you - you who already need medical attention from me. Okay?? Be understood? Please let me work quickly and precisely!!" said Dr. Haris.

The skillful hand is deftly prepared for all that is needed to be used on its patients. All the tools needed are now in the right place in accordance with the medical that Haris has known.

Aisyah also gets a quick handling. He also felt a bit of pain as a few needles had pierced through his smooth skin.

Slight lack of blood and patch embroidery with no maximum. Making Aisyah feel pain and helpless.

" hurt? " vendra asked gently by rubbing his wife's head.

Only a calm smile and a headband were visible in the sharp eyes of the man. His wife's pain can be felt. With her beautiful round eyes tightly closed. Even very close.

He slowly wiped the hand that had been stuck with the infusion needle. With a sincere smile from a man he once thought was like a terrifying monster. The haunted face he always showed. Now incarnate like the face of an angel with a thousand rays on his face.

" It's okay - what!! That's the process. He's getting dehydrated. His inner energy helps to lighten wounds that are still not perfectly healing!" said Dr. Haris.

" Hmmm. Yes, yes, do not worry. This is the risk I have to face" said Aisyah softly.

" Mrs, you are wrong too!!" said Dr. Haris slightly up.

" Hey !!!" yelled Vendra who shrieked and immediately grabbed the collar of doctor Haris shirt with the position will hit the face of doctor Haris.

" Den!!!" shouted Mr. Darman and immediately ran.

While Aisyah was only closed to endure the pain throughout the body when she knew her husband would move. Holding such a huge tube with his condition so weak helplessly made him sound in pain.

" Sshhhhhh" hissed in pain Aisyah.

" No Den!! Kasian Mrs Den!!" said Mr. Darman.

Doctor Haris continues to digest what Mr. Darman says. Doctor Haris immediately smiled smirk.

" Den?" doctor Haris broke the silence.

Mr. Darman who realized it was just clumsy and immediately neutralized his old face. Mbok Sarohbyang already out of the kitchen immediately approached towards them.

" Walah.. cah ayu.... Which one hurts ??" shouted Mbok Saroh.

Vendra who heard immediately hit the collar of Haris doctor's shirt and immediately saw the state of his wife.

" Where does that hurt hmmm?? tell me?" vendra said softly.

" Be careful!!!" doctor Haris also approached.

" Heehhhh... All because of you!!" vendra said fiercely.

" Hmmm.... Ah. well Den" said Dr. Haris reminded.

Mr. Darman was just clumsy and immediately threw away his face when he saw the sharp gaze of his little master who had grown into a grown man.

Aisyah who was still examined by Dr. Haris immediately grasped a soft fingers larger than him and rubbed it gently.

Vendra who realized it was just silence and exhaled his coarse breath to neutralize the emotions that burst - bursting.

" Mr.o.d calm your mind. Your blood pressure is a little high. Rest up!! I'll be back with some people to keep watch!!" said Dr. Haris.

" watch?" asked Aisyah frowning.

" The attack is coming !! I've been fishing to come here" said Dr. Haris casually.

" But doc!! What??" tanya Aisyah hung up.

" Rest!! This is my business with your husband. We will face. For the problem of the soul and body that was cut he had me the key" said Dr. Haris who gave an explanation.

" Rest" said Dr. Haris.

" Hmmm" replied Ayesha softly.

" And.you Den. I need you along with the appendage - append another explanation. And there's so much more to discuss!" said Dr. Haris.

" Hmmm okay. Mbok please take care of Aish. And sir, our business is not finished" said Vendra relaxed but sharp.

" She... Mr. Darman is not wrong. Go awayl... Doc, take my husband. He's a good person only he explodes a little - blasts his emotions if angry" Aisyah said with a smile.

Vendra just smiled to see his wife who praised him by looking at the eyes of the eagle which became a sad eye and seduced.

He kissed Aisyah's forehead gently and whispered "I Love You" Vendra said with a smile.

The smooth cheeks turned into the cheeks of tomatoes. Doctor Haris who saw the scene immediately smiled and cleared his throat.

" Sheem!!! Not a romantic time - romance is like an Indian movie !! Come on.." said Dr. Haris who immediately pulled Vendra out.

Mr. Darman and Mbok Saroh just smiled at the incident. Where they feel having children who are teased, attacking, and rebuking each other but each has a good and loving heart.

Two adults were in front of the house. Immediately the doctor dragged Vendra to his car that was parked in front of the house.

" Explain!!" doctor Haris said without looking at Vendra's face.

" About?" ask Vendra who also did not look at the doctor Haris.

" Everything! Let me know what steps I'm going to take?" said Dr. Haris.

" Huffff" Vendra's rough gusts that have begun to resign.

" why? Weight??" ask Dr. Haris.

" Consider me as your brother. Your brother!" said doctor Haris who then turned to look at the handsome face.

" Aisha my wife. First love. The girl I married with a little coercion and negotiation. But now as you can see. Mr. Darman and Mbok Saroh...Hufff" said Vendra paused.

" They??" ask Dr. Haris for a bit of curiosity.

" They've become my parents. My parents since childhood. Even if they're not my real parents" Vendra said.

" That means... You... foster child?? No. no. No. No... Then... Aden???" ask Dr. Haris.