The Search and Revenge

Mau dong

While the father was in surgery, Gita went to the admissions to ask who had paid all the hospital fees. He wondered who the kind-hearted person was.

“Excuse me? Interrupting the time for a minute?” Gita nodded respectfully to the administration.

“Iya .. Can I help you?” reply with friendly.

“Em ... Look, Ma'am, who paid my father's hospital fee?” ask Gita in doubt.

“Ooh .. he is our doctor here, he is already kind to your father.” Answer again.

“Who is she Mbak?” ask Gita back.

“Dia ... a surgeon named Arya Saputra, he who has paid everything.” Connect the woman who became Gita's interlocutor.

“Ooh .. thanks Ma'am, and sorry for interrupting the time?” Gita apologized again.

“Nothing,” sahutnya back by showing his hospitality.

Then Gita left the place and walked towards the waiting room while continuing to pray for the father, along with a curiosity who and which person. Which doctor is Arya?

It's time for the Gita wait to end. Where the nurse and the doctor came out of the op room of the father. Hurriedly Gita approached one of the doctors who had just walked out of the room. “Dok, what about my dad, is his op running smoothly?”

The man wearing the mask looked at the anxious-faced girl and hoped for an answer from her. “Currently, Alhamdulillah smoothly and soon moved to his room in.”

Gita rubbed her face with a hint of joy and happiness. “Alhamdulilah .. thank you God, doc. Thanks a lot huh?”

The man who was still wearing the mask nodded and was about to leave from before him the wailing Gita looked towards the room where the father was still there.

“Doctor Arya, wait a minute?” call a doctor who just came out of the op room.

Arya turned her head while opening her mask. “Yes. What's up?”

“I am happy to work with you, until now our work has always been smooth,” said his doctor colleague.

The Gita who heard the name immediately turned to the person called the doctor Arya. It turned out that the doctor he had just been wondering about was named Arya. Gita shifted to want to see his face, but was blocked by the person who was talking to her and she turned her back.

“Doctor Arya? Is he the one who already paid the hospital fee.” Mumbled slowly.

Gita was about to approach again, but the doctor hurried away from the place quickly. And Gita herself wants to see her father.

Arya immediately washed her hands back to make it cleaner after returning to her room. In his mind the shadowy face was looming in the eye space.

At lunchtime, Arya had just moved to find food but at the door stood a beautiful woman who lined the food. With a smile that expands.

“Hi, I brought you lunch. You must not have had lunch, right?” Lica's approaching Arya's desk.

Arya momentarily fell silent and stared at Lica who immediately opened her eating place.

Arya sat back in her place. “Oh thank you, you already bothered to bring my lunch, even though I can find it myself. You will be busy so no need to take time too.”

“No, I can alone kok.” Arya directly devoured that meal. Lica took her drink attentively.

After Arya finished eating. “OK, I go home first huh?” Lica stood up and bailed and a cuph kiss landed on her cheek Arya, someone who had not spoken a bond between the two of them.

Arya was shocked, something unexpected before. “Don't gini also pepper, I'm not good when seen people.”

“Em .. so you don't like ya?” The pepper frowned and looked sad.

“Not about likes or dislikes, but it's not good if you see people.” Aryan's mistakes were also wrong.

“Ya already ... if we are married ... for example? can dong.” Lica stared very fixedly at Arya who was red in the face.

“Mmm .. If that's the case, it's okay. Cuman ... Would you like to be my wife?” now Arya stared intently at the real Lica without being answered, Arya already knew the answer.

“Seriously? Want dong, I want to be your wife. You're not kidding, are you?” investigate the pepper with a heart that is scattered with flowers that are blooming.

“If you marry me .. You must be ready difficult, because I am difficult unlike your family, you know. Just stay me in the Villa with Om and that Villa has om too, I have nothing.” explained Arya.

“I want to. Besides I also work and we can organize our lives both.” Lica approached Arya and placed her hands on her shoulders. Looking at it very deeply.

“I want to be your wife, and I'm ready to accept whatever you are. Difficult and happy we will face together.” Lica's voice softly and the longer her face approached and finally landed on her lips Arya.

Nyess, cold warms up when it meets each other. Arya did not have time to refuse and was curious as well as to what extent this girl would apply on the grounds of loving her.

This was the first kiss for the young man who had been distancing himself from the women. Now once close to an aggressive woman who treats her full of spoiled.

Lica who was about to go home, finally transit first she a beautiful and exciting place, and maybe it will be addictive to return to visit.

A moment later, Arya's hand took off her hand Lica who was hugging her head. And the auto kiss is over.

“Why?” Lica looked in wonder at Arya who rubbed her moist lips.

“It's noon, go and I still have a job,” Arya admitted. In fact he was worried about not being able to keep his defense, afraid of obscenity. Worried about not being able to keep an oval object like purple eggplant from temptation, some say it's like cucumber or banana, or something?

Arya turned her body to the table and her hands rested on the inanimate object while trying to control her breath up and down, the roar of breath that was boring like running a marathon.

Lica hugged Arya's body from behind and stuck her cheek on the young man's back who was struggling to control his own lust that could explode right then and there.

“Go? I want to work again,” Arya voice with raucous.

“Em .. I will miss these moments again,” in the end Lica took off her embrace and then left Arya's room.

Arya turned around after believing that Lica was no longer in the room. “Huuh ... almost only, I can't control it.” Then Arya rubbed her face with anxious feelings ....

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