Berlianku My wife
259. Phone In The Morning

Of course, that night Doctor Steve was happy and relieved. 1 M is not a little money. Even before the hospital had patients, to get that kind of money from the government they had to make a lot of proposals and reports. Not long after. 

Even tonight, not waiting for minutes just walking and a short walk 1 M immediately accepted. Ardi did not ask for any proposals, did not want to be covered by the media, only asked for monthly reports if the desire to realize the money was as he wanted. 

Doctor Steve immediately behaved very well and privileged Alya. Even coding the senior doctor allowed Alya a lot of rest, which was important to be absent. 

But Alya is Alya. He loved his work, even though the Adjeng Doctor asked him to rest, or write a medical record, or even be told to sit down and have toys. Alya remained standing and put on her feet, welcoming every patient who entered with her sincere and sweet smile. 

It was also what made Alya's co-workers admire him even more. All agreed and felt Alya indeed deserved to be a person who Ardi chose to be the mother of Gunawijaya's successor. Only Alya also deserves the abundant love of a good-looking man and a tycoon like Ardi. 

Because if not Alya, being Ardi's wife will certainly be very arrogant and work arbitrarily. There have been many examples of seeing various kinds of patients who are rich in gigs, have a little position, far below Ardi on acting. His speech is very high and likes to arbitrarily. 

Of co-workers too, many work with frills because of insiders. Work as you like, same friends select-select, same patient also select-select. And even worse, many are boasting stories, keeping the prestige of rich temples. 

While Alya, who is obviously the wife of a single heir to the largest corporation in her country. Alya still wants to work hard, friendly, not looking at patients let alone friends.

Alya was also always low, never telling how much the shoes she now wore. Though the shoes bought by her in-laws were equivalent to 3 months of her coworkers' salaries.

Everything Alya does because Alya is in love with her profession. Alya felt valuable with her work.

Alya felt that his hand and brain were a gift of God that he had to move to extend the life expectancy and breath of many people. The face of the patient who released the pain into gratitude was the thing that Alya was aiming for.

“Dok, let me who infus” whispered the nurse brought the infusion equipment as Alya chatted friendly with his patients. 

“Iya Sus, please!” answer Alya. Then Alya sat down to finish the pile of laoporan patients in front of him. 

Because it has already met, even made a noise. Until the Director comes, now Ardi is not ashamed to show himself to Alya's friends.

After finishing the disquisition, and Steve's doctor returns home, Ardi confidently and is greeted with a respectful mingle with Alya's friends. 

Yes, Ardi's soul that is sometimes wrapped in an arrogant attitude is actually that warm. Ardi sat near the computer, quietly playing mobile phones while enjoying the busyness of the workers at the hospital.

Ardi had promised not to bother his wife, rather than later not to touch his favorite fruit and thirst, Ardi chose silence. 

Sometimes Ardi chat with the nurse if the patient has managed to move the patient. But his wife had not approached him.

And finally Ardi smiled in satisfaction as Alya walked towards the table picking up a ballpoint, grabbed a stack of medical records and pulled out her chair. 

“My darling!” call Ardi to shift his chair to line Alya's fingers. 

Nurse station tables are high, so they will not be visible from the outside, from the reach of pasein or nurses. Unless it's the same there. 

“Hemmm” replied Alya cleared her throat but her face and eyes were focused on staring at the paper and the row of question words that had to be filled. 

“Prinscessnya Mas, do not protest from earlier Bubunya do not stop pacing?” asked Ardi worriedly, then his hand moved to hug and rub his wife's stomach. 

“Ck. Hhh” Alya stopped her finger from moving the ballpoint, then looked at her husband. 

“Maaas, remember. Lian again work, please yes!” said Alya while shaking Ardi's hand to be polite. 

“Hmmmm” Ardi manyun for being scolded.

“Ke room anyway! It has locked its window, there is no snake!” 

“Still!” ardi replied with a mischievous smile.

“Hisssh! Back to my room!” alya answered understandingly with Ardi's eyes that turned to the center of his connection below.

“No, mas laper, temen-temen how? Have you eaten yet?” ask Ardi to Alya. Ardi refused to go to the room and just wanted to eat.

“We who are here, will eat if the work is done, so do not disturb Lian. Not done yet!” alya answered her husband. 

Ardi then shut up and rewind his chair clumped again into the room behind the nurse station so as not to disturb. Alya focused on her work again.

After a while, all patients are treated. The report was also completed. After the patient was delivered to the back ward, all the nurses and doctors straightened their achy hands and feet and gathered at the nusrse station.

“Bang, Mba, what to eat?” ask Ardi to come back again. 

Hearing Ardi's voice the doctor and nurse turned their heads and gave Ardi a place to sit beside Alya. 

“Eat what huh?” ask the Doctor Ajeng. 

“Nasi lamongan front hospital aja!” knock on one of the nurses. 

“Oh yes it agrees!” replied Ardi snobs familiar. 

Alya's friends nodded, wanting to return Ardi's familiarity but they hesitated to find out who Ardi was. 

“Ya Sir!” replied one of the male nurses. 

“Buy ya Bro. A number of nurses are here, whatever menu you want? I want the spicy rica menu!” said Ardi issued a 500 Thousand camp. 

Hearing the menu that Ardi said Alya gave a glance. “Since when did Ardi know there is a spicy and delicious rica-rica menu?” inner Alya. 

“Ya Sir!” the nurse received Ardi's money. 

“The rest is up to you, don't call me Sir, I'm not your boss here! Call Bang aja!” replied Ardi glancing at Alya.

Ardi also wants to get along with Alya's friends so that Alya is comfortable if Ardi stalks him. 

“Iya Bang!” answer nurse.

After recording all the orders of his friends the nurse left. 

That night in the pantry room, Ardi along with work partner Alya eat together. Eating lesehan forms a circle by using the hands.

And between them is created intimacy. Alya is so happy. It turns out that Ardi can be flexible and adaptable. 

Either because of Ardi's prayer or indeed all the surrounding community is healthy. If when Alya watch the night usually patients come non-stop, tonight the patient rame only until 11 pm. After that it was quiet.

Then the male nurse waited in front. Make a row of chairs so they can straighten their legs. Female doctors and nurses are welcome to take turns keeping and resting inside. 

Alya and Ardi then went into her room. Although on a small mattress and when they both lay the bus immediately deflated, Ardi enjoyed it because he was with his wife.

They stay friendly. Cuddle comfortably like in his own home. Whatever the situation, living with a halal partner is the most beautiful thing of all people.

“Mas like to join Lian work?” alya asked while hugging her husband's field body. 

Ardi tilted her body, then tightened her arms and kissed Alya's head which was still wrapped in a headscarf. 

Alya silently counted out the start of her apprentice. And how much longer Alya will get a statement pass the service period. 

“Entah Mas, will you cut off the birth leave, why?” alya asked again while raising her head to see Ardi closed her eyes but was still conscious and her hands still hugged Alya tightly. 

“Yang?” call Ardi with a sighing voice out of sleepiness. 

“Hemm, what?”

“Actually you know complain no anyway?” 

“What does it mean?” 

“Mas Waist, sleeping here hurts, why don't you ever complain anyway?” ask Ardi still while brimming.

“Hemmm. Who told you to come?” alya answered, leaning her head against Ardi's chest.

“Remember, there is a child in your stomach, take care of him! Complain if you are tired. I want to hear you complain and ask me to heal your tired” 

“Maas, make Lian all fun. Can relax the body and rest, it is also delicious. Our job is like this! Lian is comfortable here, why complain?"

"But our son's cassian"

"My husband, dear, our son is great, Lian is sure that he also wants his mother to work. He'll be a strong boy later! In fact, Lian did feel good aja” said Lian released her husband's embrace and woke up on her back and stroked her stomach. 

Ardi then opened his eyes, then woke up from his sleep. He sat down against the wall and looked at his wife. 

“What is your love for your work?” ask Ardi again. 

“Why always ask so anyway?” alya asked and sat down. 

Ardi was silent, even though a few hours saw his wife working, Ardi could see life in Alya's countenance. Alya was so excited to live it.

Like there's a happiness that Ardi can't give him. Ardi becomes a troublemaker and his love rises manifold, seeing Alya's spirit. Ardi sees Alya as very special.

Even when others live their lives with many complaints and desires. Alya never complained at all. Ardi was grateful, but he felt useless. 

"Why are you happy when you work?"

"Lian is always happy whenever and wherever. There is no reason to be unhappy. While working, Lian feels that life can be worthwhile and help others. Lian feels cool. While being Mas's wife, Lian was also happy because Lian's husband gave Lian a lot of love"

“Did he hear us?” tanya Ardi stroked Alya's stomach. Then Ardi felt something pulsating. 

“She'll chat when her mother is calm. But he is also very understanding, not protesting when Lian activity” Alya replied gently again. Then Ardi stroked his stomach. "Who are you, darling? Not sleeping yet. Tomorrow at noon we sleep as much as we can!" alya talks to her son.

“He will definitely be very smart like his father” Ardi said again with confidence.

“Ishh, like her mother” replied Alya did not accept.

“Yaya. The important thing is not to bring her”

“Who's undercooked?” ask Alya manyun.

Then Ardi curled up, showering Alya's stomach with many kisses.

“Do what makes you happy, but promise me, focus at home when our child is born!” ardi said in a serious tone after smelling Alya's stomach.

“Until Lian dapet str ya Mas! Lian's permission is complete with my task" Alya replied bidding.

Alya is always principled, whether worn or not. Whether you get a rich or poor husband, as a woman Alya must be able to live independently. Alya must have a handle on having her own identity. So Alya wants, Alya completed all series of educational programs.  

“Ya!” replied Ardi nodding calmly. Whatever makes Alya happy, Ardu will do it.

Then suddenly the door was knocked, the nurse told him that a patient had come. Alya immediately went out and worked again, but there was not an hour they rested. Alya worked again until the early hours of the morning.

Ardi's heart is really like being broken into – abrik knows the reality of what his wife really is. He wanted to ban it but if done it would be like stopping Alya's spirit. 

“Hah!” Ardi chose to close his eyes. I hope God will always take care of Alya's health.

At around 03:00 pm Alya went back to her resting place and laid her body again. They then rest until dawn. 

“Krying” 

The clock shows the number 6.50 wib, which means Alya will be home soon. But Ardi's phone is ringing. 

“Ya Hello” said Ardi answered the phone.

Alya who was ready to want to pulanh just silent listening.

“Yes right, I am Ardi Gunawijaya, what is it?” ask Ardi again.

“What?” 

I don't know what someone said behind the phone. Ardi's face immediately changed and looked panicked

“Good I'll be there soon!” ardi hung up the phone.

Seeing the expression of her husband Alya was curious.

“Who Mas?” alya asked softly.

“We go to the police hospital now!” 

“Cop Hospital? What's up?” alya asked in panic.

“Mia” 

“Mia why?” 

“Let's see together!” ardi replied and they hurried away. Alya's time working is also over. They're headed to the police hospital. I don't know what happened to Mia.

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