Doctor Meets CEO
Pick up Bella
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Laura laid her body on the bed, she put her face on the pillow. Then cry out loud. Andre's words just made Laura's heart completely broken into pieces, imagining that Andre did not survive just to make Laura destroyed especially Andre really did not survive.
Laura hill got up from her lying down, then she walked towards the drawer. Then after that, he took a picture of her and a picture of Andre while still dating, when Andre still did not act cold to her. In the photo, Andre smiled so widely.
Laura stroked Andre's face, then kissed him. “Andre!’ she could only call her ex-husband's name.
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After Laura walks in, Andre starts his car and runs it, planning to go to Laura's parents' second mansion, to pick up Bella. This was the last time he met his daughter, because he did not know when he was coming back and he wanted to get through the night by sleeping with his daughter.
After a long journey, finally the car that Andre drove arrived at the mansion of Nael and Gaby. Before entering the gate. For a moment, Andre stopped his car, because he was confused and did not know how to deal with Nael and Gaby.
During these 7 years, he met his former father-in-law several times. But Nael always threw away his face or Nael always looked at him with a look of dislike and now, he was confused, how he faced Nael.
Andre sighed, then exhaled. He tried to strengthen himself and then he started to run his car again.
“ I want to pick up Bella, can you guys open the gate?” andre asked the gatekeeper.
“In the meantime, we will call Mr. Nael.”
15 Minutes later, Andre heaved a sigh of relief as Nael allowed him to enter. He started his car again and ran it inside.
Andre got out of the car, then he walked straight inside. He opened the door until it opened, and Nael opened it.
Andre's body silently pecked at the sight of Nael in front of him, he even looked down not daring to look at his former Father-in-law, vividly recalling the moment he insulted Laura in front of Nael.
“What are you here for?” asked Nael with a ketus.
“May I meet Bella, and invite Bela to stay?” andre asked, he did not dare to look at Nael at all, because now Nael looked at him with a look of dislike, and it made Andre stingy.
“Daddy, Suddenly Bela's voice came from behind, until Andre raised his head. then he smiled when he saw Bella. Bela approached Andre, then hugged his father's leg. Until Andre lowered his head, equated with Bella.
“Daddy, would like to invite you to stay. Would you like to stay at Daddy's apartment now?”
“Can't!" said Nael suddenly, making Andre immediately turned his head. “Bella can't go anywhere, it's already night,” he continued with a ketus, making Andre bite his lip.
“Tuana I asked permission, just this day before I go to America tomorrow and I don't know when to return," replied Andre.
“Daddy won't be back again?" bella Andre asked.
“No, Daddy only has a job," replied Andre. Then Andre turned his gaze towards Nael.
“Master, let me take Bella, just one day today," said Andre with full plea.
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"Mas, today's my content control schedule. Can you check me out" I said to my husband as we ate breakfast. There was a bit of fear and shame when I revealed my wish to Ghani who was none other than my husband.
How not, my husband who works as an obstetrician does not love me at all, may not even think I exist. We got married because we had to. My husband's late wife forced us to marry before death came to greet him.
Mas Gani put a spoon that is in his hold. As usual, he looked at me with a flat look.
"My patient is full. You can check in at another hospital" my husband replied indifferently and returned to his mouthful of food.
Hearing my husband's answer. My eyes condense. The answer is always the same every time I express my desire. I shouldn't have to be hurt by the answer anymore because I know, surely he will answer the same thing. But, still, the pain is inevitable.
After hearing his reply, I looked down no longer daring to look at him. My pride seemed to be lost from hearing the answer. Was I or my future son wrong if he wanted my husband Gani mas who accompanied us? I'm tired, God, I want to give up.
As usual, she got up from her seat and stepped away to work without saying a single word to me affirming that I was indeed an unregarded wife.
After Mas Gani left, the crying that I had been holding back finally broke. I decided to go to my room without finishing my breakfast.
I stared at the din-ding where the photograph of the late mba Rahma was still on display in our din-ding room, the room that used to be my husband's room and the room of the late mba Rahma.
My memories came back when I met the late mba Rahma for the first time.
Flashbacks.
I just arrived from the village. My intention is to go to the city because I want to get to my friend who offers me a job.
However, darling. When I'm going to stop the haul, I'm pickpocketed. My bag was carried by the copet. Me and some people are trying to catch up with the copet. But unfortunately, the pickpocket is gone we did not manage to chase it.
I was sitting in the terminal. My stomach is hungry, all the money, my cell phone and my friend's address are in the bag that was in the pickpocket.
I could only cry lamenting what was happening. I was confused what to do, wanted to go back to the village I did not hold any money at all.
When I fell down and cried. Someone patted my shoulder from behind.
I also looked back.
"You all right, brother?" ask the woman who patted me on the shoulder. That woman is so beautiful. He smiled at me.
"I-I'm fine, Mba," I answered lying.
"I'm Rahma." The beautiful woman smiled as she extended her hand to me.
I got up from my seat and returned his hand.
"I am Mahira" I replied.
"You're looking for a job, Mahira?" ask when we shake hands.
I also hesitated.
"You want to be my son's nanny?" ask again.
"Mom, does Mba believe me. I lost my identity card. I have no guarantee whatsoever to give ..." My words were interrupted when Mba Rahma gently rubbed my shoulders.
"I believe you" replied Rahma.
"Then come with me, let's go back to my house" said Rahma as she pulled my hand. I feel like I've seen Mba Rahma, trying to remember her, but, still, I don't remember.
After arriving at Rahma's house. Mba Rahma introduced me to her husband and to her daughter Dita.
Dita is very beautiful, she has just turned 5 years old. I don't feel like I've been working one year as Dita's nanny, everything was normal at first. I really enjoyed my role as a nanny. Moreover, Dita is a sweet and obedient child. I also started to love him.
While I was feeding Dita, the house phone rang. How surprised I was when I got a call from the hospital that said that Mba Rahma was being treated.
Everyone gathers at the hospital. I was wondering why I had to go to the hospital while Dita was entrusted to Art at home.
When I was struggling with my own thoughts. The nurse called my name and Gani's.
"Darling, why don't you be honest with Mas. Why do you hide and bear all this by yourself" said Mas Gani while holding Rahma's hand.
Mba Rahma was crying. Mba Rahma suffers from leukemia and keeps it a secret from everyone.
"Mas!" call mba Rahma.
"Yes, honey."
"Can I ask you something, Mom?" ask mba Rahma expectantly.
"Say, Honey. I will grant your wish."
"Promise?"
Gani smiled and nodded.
"Please marry Mahira."
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight. I was very surprised by Rahma's request. How could he ask me to be his honey. No, I don't want to. In my heart I was determined to reject his wish.
"Darling, what do you mean. Nah! Until whenever I won't marry her" replied Mas Gani. Suddenly Gani looks at me a little cynical. Maybe he thought I was happy with Rahma's offer.
Weeks ago.
For aweek. Gani did not greet me at all. He who used to ask about what Dita did to me suddenly threw away his face if he met me at home or when I accompanied Mba Rahma in the hospital.
And after a week passed, Mba Rahma called us back. I will prepare an answer for Mba Rahma who wants me to marry Gani mas. Of course I'll answer, No! I don't want to marry Gani.
However, I was surprised when I saw the condition mba Rahma who ....