Touch Me Slowly's

Drama in the News

"Chad, sorry I'm late." Mike had just arrived with his future wife in the hospital.

"No pa-pa, just relax...." Richard sat on the sofa chair in the VVIP treatment room limply.

"Gue bawain Lo seblak...." Mike put a bag of plastic he was carrying on the table.

Richard frowning. "Ngapain Lo bring me this whole thing?"

"So Sweet again want to eat it before we come here, I think I buy this just for snack elo afternoon."

"When have I eaten this? There's-there's a Lo, let me Amanda demen eat a quick-pedes cake gini!" Richard shook his head and fell silent as he remembered the woman who loved spicy food.

The eyes of the man returned with a heavy breath.

"Udah, don't be sad. I'm here to see you, not to see your sad face, Chad...." Mike patted his best friend on the shoulder, understanding the blasterman's composure.

"Sorry Mr. Richard, I didn't know that this food would make Mr. Keinget the same Amanda," interrupted Sweet not tasty.

He shouldn't have asked Mike to eat and wrapped one up for Richard, he thought.

"Kok Mr anyway, Nis? Since when did I become Mr elo?" suhut Mike deliberately funny to melt the atmosphere.

"Eh, can't I call your friend Father, huh?" tanya Sweet plain.

"Well, can't! He, my friend is not Mr. Elo, Nis .. there-there's aja, deh Lo."

"So what do I call him, dong?"

"Young Master..," Richard sidelines anxious with the innocence of his best friend's future wife.

"Huh? Really young master?" suhut Sweet looked at the messy looking man in front of her.

"Don't teach me the same candidate I am, Chad...! sergeant Mike did not accept Sweet was fooled so by his seed friend.

"Yes abis, call things are so noisy! All right, call me young master to be like the people in the novel..," Richard teased Mike.

During his time in the hospital, Richard spent more time reading. Whether it was a novel or a newspaper, Richard had already completed nearly fifty books in these three weeks.

"So I call him Young Master with you?" sweet asked again still did not get an answer from Richard.

"Yes, if you want ... You can call me that!" richard laughed with amusement.

"No, no need to hear what Richard said, Nis. He was just kidding Lo, he wanted it to be called that!" forbid Mike to swing his hand in front of his chest.

Richard laughed out loud at the soon-to-be-married couple, arguing only over a matter of calling for him.

It looks like Sweet is really amazingly innocent as Mike told her the other day, Richard thought.

"Udah, anyway Lo do not need to call, this bangkee so. I don't like it!"

"But Mike, I—"

"Hardon me what I said, Nis..," Mike's cut started to get upset.

Convincing Sweet does require extra patience, maybe this is one of the life lessons for him if you want to marry the woman, complained Mike in his heart.

"You really fit Mike. I doain, you guys keep going until your grandparents.." timpal Richard held his stomach for laughing too much.

Not knowing what praise or ridicule was for him, Mike could only snort sitting leaned against the sofa chair beside Richard.

The sound of knocking on the door in the treatment room distracts the three. Richard hurriedly got up from the sofa, stepping quickly towards the door.

"Sir Richard..," said a nurse who used to stand guard in the ICU room.

"Yes, Sus. What's up?" Richard's feeling was immediately uneasy to see the nurse's face that looked different than usual.

"Your wife, sir...."

Mike and Sweet stood up to Richard when they heard the nurse say.

"My wife why, Sus?" richard began to panic.

"Your wife is conscious, sir...."

"What?" The three men were sound.

"Yes, Sir. Doctor Bryan is checking it out right now."

Richard came out and ran towards the ICU room, his heartbeat speeding up followed by his long, widened footsteps.

His feet seemed not to tread the earth anymore so tight the man ran. In her heart she kept saying Amanda's name over and over again. Hope that this is not a dream or just a temporary doctor's guess.

Mike and Sweet follow the man who is stricken with anxiety and a feeling of wonder in that heart, from behind.

Mike immediately reached into his phone and contacted Tari to inform him of the news. His best friend's family will be happy to hear it, Mike thought.

"Wait a minute, sir. The doctor is examining your wife inside...." A nurse held Richard's footsteps and forced his way into the ICU.

The man was already impatiently waiting for the news he had just heard from the female nurse earlier.

"How long, Sus? How much longer do I have to wait?" asked Richard restlessly.

"Attent, Sir. Doctor Bryan wants to make sure Amanda's mother's condition is completely stable first. Please wait a little while...."

"Chad..hhh...!" Mike approaches his best friend followed by Sweet.

"Wait here, we wait for what the doctor says" the man said with gray eyes holding Richard's arm.

"Old Mike ... I can't wait anymore, I—"

"Patience, you have to be patient, Chad. Sure enough if Amanda would be fine in the dalem," cut Mike trying to give understanding to Richard.

"Yes Young Master, Mike said. Young Master just wait here. Don't worry, Amanda's been treated like a great doctor!"

Mike and Richard stared at Sweet who was worried about seeing the athletic behavior of the man in front of him.

richard's worries suddenly vanished hearing Sweet call him that.

"Oh my goodness, Nis .. I told you not to call Richard that!" Mike rubbed the nape of his neck, anxious with his female behavior.

"So, it's you who asked to call Mike. Why are you protesting, anyway?"

"Don't fight!" sela Richard mediates both.

This young master's call drama will continue if he does not intervene directly, Richard thought.

"Sweet, call me Richard .. Same as Mike calls me too."

"Maybe?" tanya Sweet felt impolite.

"By, Nis. Lo, it's gonna be my seed bini. So Lo will also be my friend with Amanda later."

Sweet nods his head understanding. "Ok if that wants you."

"God...." Mike pinched his temple, looking at Richard who was bobbing his head at his female behavior.

"Sir Richard...!" Doctor Bryan came out of the ICU, walking up to the three men.

"Where's my wife, Doc?"

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