Doctor Shirley stepped into her husband's room’s office. “Hello, Honey!” She said that to a man who very rarely came home. Another woman was seen coming out half naked from the room. She passed Doctor Shirley and a well-dressed woman helped the woman who had just come out to leave there. In that same place, a middle-aged man wearing a towel that covered his bottom looked like he had just finished showering, he came out of the room in his office. He rubbed his head and smiled at his wife.Surely his wife is doctor Shirley. "Because you don't want me to touch you, then I have the right to touch other women, right?" said the man. "Just do whatever you want, David!" Doctor Shirley walked in her high heels towards the main chair of the office. The chair of CEO. She sat there looking through the files on the table. “Just happened to come here, so why not just taste each other again? It doesn't matter if you get pregnant. I will take full responsibility, and you don't have to spend ti
I get into doctor Arlan's car after leaving the hospital. I don't know where Madam Shirley will take Bima to work on healing methods, but what is certain is that I am determined not to be his servant anymore. “I suggest you drink this!” Doctor Arlan orders me when I am about to put on my seatbelt. He hands me a bottle of slightly cloudy water in a blue drink bottle. "Don't poison me just because I forced you to marry me!" I say that to this man and still I take the blue bottle from his hand. "I've given you a poison with painkillers in it," he said, He starts driving the car with the engine running. Slowly, I take a sip of water from the bottle which tastes slightly bitter. I see my face in the rearview mirror. And There is still a fever compressed plaster on my forehead and my face, which has been very pale, is now slowly returning to normal. “Poisoning me without hurting, huh?” I asked him that. “Yeah, how else? You're already often in pain, even if I don't like your
Doctor Arlan seema a bit surprised to hear what I said. He is silent for a moment then chuckled softly. “Your guarantee is baseless,” he said,He turned his attention back to the road ahead but I can still see the sweet smile on his face. "If I don't marry you, I think Mister Farhan will marry me. I will be her wife, I will be Mister Farhan's honey, that is how Miss Diva will suffer because mister Farhan prefer to marry me instead of Miss Diva," “Going crazy! Is that also part of my mother's plan?” asked Mr. Arlan, He is starting to get emotional. "No, that's just part of my nonsense," I answered,Thus, I give him a smile, a sign that I am enjoying our conversation. He, who has been looking at me, quickly throws his gaze in another direction. "Don't smile like that!" he said, "Mr Arlan has made me happy. What's wrong with giving gifts? A sweet smile will probably make you change your mind and agree to marry me,” "Your smile is not a gift," he replied,We start to enter t
I get out of the car and I see my father getting off his friend's motorbike. He brings several genks.Ahh yeah, as far as I know, they are all my father's genks of thugs. The motorbike, whose sound is loud, shatters the eardrums, plays until many people start to pay attention to us but no one dares to approach.That's how it is, that's how it is.What some careless people! Indeed, if the thugs from my father's group had acted, no one would have dared to approach them unless they were just watching. I close the car door and I see my father approaching me. "Where did you hide my wife?" He asked. "Can't remember yesterday who went home first, huh?" I asked back. I don't want to be afraid in front of this man. Honestly, actually from the bottom of my heart, I hate my own father even though I know that shouldn't be done.I have said this countless times.I hate him that much. "Your mother disappeared from the hospital," “So you thought I had money to pay for mom's place to stay
It seems that in this town, I am the person most known for the commotion created. Indeed, I am again and I am again... the person who always makes a fuss in public but no one is able to help me. People who always lose in court and never win. Even if my father was in prison, a week later he would be out again. Thus, Indeed, I am again...me again, until I found out that I was actually very famous and was exploited by my misfortune by the person who made me a servant , doing community service day and night but didn't get a salary, instead I gave a sustenance from recordings of my misfortune. Huh, I... I am, that's why I don't want to be like this anymore. Wouldn't want to. "It hurts, doesn't it!" said doctor Arlan. He comes and opens his car door for me. I rush in because I feel a little uneasy seeing many people feeling sorry doctor Arlan. After closing the door, doctor Arlan rushes into the car. "You shouldn't have to help me. Doctor Arlan, you should just be in the car!"
Doctor Shirley pushed Bima's wheelchair and they passed through a room. A nurse opened the door to the room and Doctor Shirley took Bima inside. "Who the hell is that?” Bima asked. "That's right, she's Rima's mother," Doctor Shirley answered Bima's surprise. “What did you bring me here for?” Bima asked, feeling a bit sorry when he saw the scar on his mother Rima's wrist. "Telling you that you can't manage Miss Rima anymore," answered Doctor Shirley to the man whose face looked annoyed. “She's my wife, why can't I manage her? It's her duty to take care of her sick husband, right?He motioned to doctor Shirley to take him out of there immediately. “I heard you never thought of her as your wife? If I'm not mistaken, yesterday you even said she was your servant," quipped Doctor Shirley who slowly took Bima out of the room. "Don't interfere in other people's household matters, just focus on taking care of me so I can get better soon!" said Bima in a slightly high tone. Meanwh
“Flies, do you have any news about her?” Farhan asked when he had stopped working and put the pen he had been holding on the table to the secretary who was sitting on the sofa, arranging sheets of paper there. “What a jerk! While working, you think about another woman, huh? You don't realize that you will probably get in some trouble if you keep thinking of her while your dad has announced you and diva are a couple," It seemed that Farhan's secretary was very annoyed with the man's attitude. Farhan, who was struggling with his busy schedule, felt restless. "I just want to know how she's doing, that’s all? Oh, right, I remember something," The man grabbed his cellphone on the table, "Hmm, but how could she possibly get into TikTok again? Humm she'll already be staying at my house," He continued as he put his cellphone down hesitantly, "But what's wrong with seeing that application? Well, who knows, there's still a video there," he said again as he grabbed his cell phone again.
Arlan looked at his watch several times while holding Rima's wrist. “Put in the oxygen cylinder!” He also pierced a vein there and inserted an IV needle. His face was a little pale and even though he was in an air-conditioned room, Arlan's sweat seemed to wet the shirt he was wearing and fell from the top of his head. “What– What happened to her?” asked Bima who had entered the room. “Did you not see, or were you pretending to be blind?” Arlan asked back, "Just leave us alone, you can go out." Arlan took a syringe and stuck it into his veins. "I see, I want to know why she could be like that, however you seem to hate me?" Bima replied, “Ahh, don’t forget, I am her husband so I have a condition to know how she has been?” Because Doctor Shirley let the wheelchair go, Bima started to move closer to Arlan. After arriving near Rima's lying body, he was shocked to see that her face was pale and there was blood remaining on her lips. “You can't see the video, Huh?” Arlan snapped