Dear Husband
Spoiled Patient

A month passed, but there was no word from Fernando. Sofia has been trying to find out to her husband's old office, but all the employees there are silent. Even the receptionist who once welcomed him when the day was no longer working there. On Bella? almost every day she asked her husband news, but her cousin-in-law also did not know where the sister went.

In her grief and guilt, Sofia is busy with college, work and program development. He also always keeps his distance from Andre, Shandy or any man. He knew there was no Nando beside him, but he never forgot his promise. It was enough that he made a mistake, and he did not want any other mistake later.

Shandy of course knows why Sofia is avoiding him or acting more formally on him. The lecturer also gave a comfortable space to the beautiful doctor under his guidance. Likey? yep...Shandy is just an ordinary human being who also has feelings. Lying if he says close to Sofia is only a lecturer and student. He had been interested in that kind-hearted doctor figure ever since he first met. But he is also a soldier who is educated to be a knight and not seize the property of others also take advantage of the opportunity in the narrow between the death of the household problems Sofia and Nando.

His phone rang.A foreign number called him these nights. Raised in fear of pranksters, not raised in fear it was Nando. Ahh.Imagine her husband's presence alone has made her heart flower. He was full of hope and raised the call.

"Snow.Was that?" deg....Andrew! he knew for sure it was Andreas' voice, nor did anyone call him that. What's he doing all those nights?

"Yes. What's up?"

"Snow please.aku.aahcchhh. Please.." The man's groan sounded bitter and endured the pain. Sofia stood in worry.

"You why?"

"sa.sick as hell.help me..."

"Where are you?" sofia panicked. It seemed that the man who was also his neighbor was really sick.

"I'm home.come here and help me." Suddenly Sofia became a dilemma. Really he did not want to approach Andre according to his promise to Nando, but on the other hand he could not ignore the humanity when there are people who suffer pain around him. After all, the soul of humanity is firmly attached to its soul.

Suddenly an idea appeared in his head, if this was the world of the commix, must have appeared a bright shining balloon there. Deftly he grabbed his equipment and put it in his briefcase, closed the door and crossed the street. Knocking on the door of the new family home in front of his house.

Reza and Suzan's faces appeared together at the door. It seems that the couple was relaxing in the living room of their house until they quickly opened the door even when Sofia was still two-tap only. Actually they are a friendly couple even though Reza is stingy talking. But manners and smiles always adorn his face when he meets Sofia. I don't know what the two men's job is. As Sofia knows, Reza works freelance and Susan is an online trader. The rest he does not know because it is equally busy, or rather Sofia is rarely at home other than at night and Sunday. There is also a young mistress Hutama who does not like to waste time to take care of other people's lives, especially neighbors. Sofia focuses more on her research and service programs.

"Good night Susan, sorry I came to ask you for help." the couple's forehead crinkled full of question marks.

"What's the matter, doctor?" reza asked respectfully, making Sofia rattled by the call. Indeed Reza had met him in the hospital when the man was queuing at the pharmacy inside. From there she finds out that Sofia is a doctor.

"Wow, Mr. Reza, just call me by name. I feel bad. I'm here to ask Susan to accompany me to Mr. Andre's house."

"Sir Andre? what's wrong, ma'am?" Susan was suddenly in front of her husband with a curious face. Suddenly his mother's soul thrashed, especially about the affairs of neighbors. Although they do not have other close neighbors, but also enough for gossip material in the group.

"Hmmmm. Mari ma'am." and without saying goodbye to her husband Susan immediately took Sofia to Andre's house, while Reza closed the door again.

The door is unlocked when Sofia enters with Susan. They found Andre lying on his bed, staring at Sofia with sparkling eyes. But in an instant the twinkle disappeared as soon as I knew there was Susan behind the beautiful doctor.

"What do you feel?" sofia asked as she examined Andre's body.

"My stomach ..ahh.my stomach hurts so much" she said grimacing and holding her stomach. This time Sofia was confused.

"Somach? wasn't that on the phone you said your chest hurt Mr Andre?" As Andre groaned holding his chest made either Susan or Sofia return to astonishment.

"I've been sick since yesterday Snow. My stomach was completely unfilled and became sick as well" she said looking for an excuse.

Not much to say, Sofia checked it out immediately. There is nothing unusual about Andre's body, everything is normal. Sofia tries to think positively.

"Mr Andre, I can only give you temporary painkillers because I can't possibly prescribe and tell you to the pharmacy. See him in the hospital tomorrow to know your illness in detail." Sofia immediately took out two types of medicine from her bag and placed them on the nightstand.

"Snow, can I make you some warm tea? this body feels so heavy." Susan and Sofia looked at each other.

"Let me just." Susan who had been silent interrupted earlier. The weird patient that night was really draining his emotions from being too spoiled.

"I want Snow to make it" said Andre loudly, barely deserving of being called ill. Realizing he had surprised the two women, Andre again weakened his voice.

"I'm sorry, I mean I want Dr. Sofia to make it."

"Isn't it the same? tea me or him who made also be kept warm tea." quipped Susan does not like.

"Already.let me make a moment behind. Susan please take care of it for a moment." Then Sofia immediately went to the kitchen and attacked the water.

"Don't interfere too much with our problems." sizzled Andre. Susan laughed heartily.

"You caught his attention once the village of Mr. Andreas Marseden."