Berlianku My wife
30. A good start

"Alhamdulillah is done" said Alya completed his work. After that Alya headed to the bathroom cleaning herself.

Hospital staff always cleaned up before returning home. It is indeed a procedure so that germs from the hospital are not taken home. Alya changed her dinner dress with a flower tunic and a light brown hijab. Alya appeared very graceful and trendy. Even if it's not a branded outfit.

After finishing cleaning up, Alya grabbed her bag. Taking a cosmetic bag given by Mama Rita. Alya started learning to make up and take care of herself. It was a fairly late time to start treatment considering Alya was 25 years old.

"Tumben dandan" said Doctor Dinda into the doctor's room.

"Heee" Alya replied smilingly welcoming the arrival of her theme.

"Don't you know, Lo's a lot bigger, beautiful again. Go crazy, Doctor Gery!" keep dr. Dinda mocked Alya who has turned cheerful from yesterday.

"Ishhh what the hell are you, I'm willing to dance for myself and my husband later, not for him!" answer Alya.

"Who knows what your soul mate is. I'm grateful Al, you're cheerful again. But I am confused as lo, I can not nebak lo, sometimes sad sometimes smile themselves" said dr. Dinda.

"Doctor Mira Semalem talks to me, she's sorry and makes sure we're friends"

"What's? I'm not wrong?"

"Ask him!"

"Hah" Dinda breathed out. "Thank God we don't have to be students anymore, we're already working here, despite his internship status"

"Yes the same operand nurse yes, I want to go home, oh yes there is inpartu "

"Hemmm, where are you going? Great rush!"

"Oh yes. I'm gonna ask you to please can't I?"

"What?"

"He. nitip for Doctor Gery"

"The phone from yesterday?" ask Dinda to guess.

Alya smilingly nodded her head with her cute face.

"Okay, you met yourself. You are so stupid" grumbled Dinda.

"I don't want to owe him or deal with him"

"Lo does not owe him, instead he owes the same lo, he fell in hp lo. And fate has you dealing with him, you can't avoid"

Alya silently watched Dinda nagging rich mother-mom. But what Dinda said was true.

"Lo needs that, right? Our salary here is enough to eat, no need to support" continued Dinda.

"My money is still enough to buy a second phone or a cheap one" Alya replied in self-defense.

"Iiiihh my case is the same lo Al, uh but by the way you live where the hell? Are you from Jogja?"

"I'm riding with my aunt"

"Ooh so that luxury car that time nganter you, your aunt?" ask Dinda.

"Yes"

"Lo's parents?" tanya Dinda looked at the appearance of Alya who was ordinary. Even Alya's clothes are not branded or branded.

"Hem. My mother's in Jogja. My father has been dead since I was 7 years old" Alya's story began to open with Dinda.

"Sory yes Al, I don't know"

"Dad is okay"

"Yes, you have received a cell phone. Anya said dr. Gery gave the number to Lo too. The data has been activated, and there is Doctor Gery's number. Doctor Gery wait for you to call him, if you're sorry for him" continued Dinda at length times wide times high.

"I don't usually wear expensive Din's stuff" Alya replied briefly.

"Yes my. Very Gemesh I the same lo, goods already in the hands of make also a lot of reasons, it's up to you dizzy me, I want to work!" omel Dinda went to Nurse Station.

"Kok he's the sewer!" alya grumbled to see Dinda nagging.

Then Doctor Alya prepared to go home and planned to go to Mama Rita's house. Alya walked in carefree steps. Her eyes were radiant, the beauty from Alya's face was even more radiated as she smiled greeting her co-workers.

When he got to the side of the road Alya stopped. The zebra cross in front of him. Crossed the shitty events that night. Alya was silent, thinking of how to come to Mama Rita's house.

"How do I order a taxi online if I don't hold my phone" Alya murmured inwardly. Then Alya grabbed her backpack. He was holding Alya's bag. Alya turned back to the bench stop where Gery was sitting that night.

The Alya bag. Then he took the hp box. Alya took it in doubt. He sees that thing.

"Will the Mad Doctor think I like it if I accept it? My mother said I should not be in the habit of receiving things from men"

Alya put the phone again. "But even now I need it so much"

Alya sat at the stop while wagging her legs. Tuan Aryo Gunawijaya Palace is located in a special area that does not even have neighbors. The house is a bit off the highway. There is no public transportation other than online taxis that can deliver there.

"Don't I go there? Even I was so sleepy, the babies kept me from sleeping all night"

"But what if Mama Rita is angry and disappointed? Ah let me explain why Mama Rita must understand"

Alyapun got up and walked towards the apartment, deciding not to accept Gery's gift. And also did not meet the request of Mama Rita.

Alya walked into the apartment changing her new dress she was wearing during the shower this morning. Alya chose to sleep with a thin peach-flavored T-Shirt and hotpant. Alya enjoys her beautiful sleep after a night of vigil to fulfill her duties, Alya sleeps until noon.

*****

The House of Lord Aryo

Mama Rita walked back and forth on the balcony in front of her room. Mama Rita looked agitatedly looking at the entrance gate of her palace. Why don't we have guests. Then Mama Rita went downstairs looking for a chat.

"Ida" call Mama Rita.

"Yes, Madam" replied Ida.

"Is there a guest for me?"

"No guests of the Madam"

"Hhhhh, did he not come? Have I failed again?"

"I don't understand what the lady means?" tanya Ida heard Bu Rita muttering.

"Hhhh, am I wrong again?" asked Bu Rita while sitting on the kitchen bench with her ART.

"What did the lady do?" tanya Ida was curious about her Mistress.

"I want to introduce Alya to Ardi" Bu Rita replied making Ida gawk and smilingly nodded.

"I don't think it's wrong Madam, I also really like Non Alya so Madam here" Ida said.

"Do you think they're both compatible?" ask Miss Rita.

"Very compatible with Madam. Complement each other, Non Alya is beautiful, kind, smart and friendly. While the Young Master, handsome, fierce and ups" Ida shut her mouth realizing the woman in front of her was the mother of the young master she was gunning for.

"Yes indeed, my son is fierce, stubborn, childish makes me dizzy, I don't know who can change it" said Bu Rita defending Ida mocked her own child.

"Maybe later after marriage, Young Master changed Madam"

"Hhhhhhh" Bu Rita took a slow breath "Hopefully Ardi found the right mate, even almost 30 years old, but he was stubborn, always resisting my efforts"

"Please Madam, said the man, the mother's do'a, the prayer mustajab, the Lady must pray a lot"

"I wanted Ardi to fall in love with Alya, but even Ardi rejected her before I told her" Bu Rita confided to her ART.

"But does the Young Master already have a mistress lover?" ask Ida carefully.

"I'm not sure. Does anyone want to be with my stubborn son? I doubt anyone is sincerely dating him especially if he knows he is the heir of Gunawijaya"

"Yes the Madam, women today are just looking for their wealth"

"That's it, so I'd like to know him with Alya"

"May the Madam succeed" Ida encouraged her employer.

"But even I always fail to bring Alya together" Bu Rita complained again "I told Alya tonight to sleep home, but until now has not come".

"Maybe non Alya is busy Madam"

"Yes yesterday said he's today off guard, tomorrow morning watch"

"Well yes, must be very tired Madam, pity if you go back here Madam"

"That Alya didn't come?" ask Miss Rita.

"If tomorrow morning Non Alya has to work, it seems to be tiring if you spend the night here Madam"

"Yes yes, I feel guilty asking him to sleep here, hopefully he won't be here then"