Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 178's

" He who is? Your husband? " The man in the ash suit with the arabian face did not answer Al's question, but instead asked Yesline, who was confused as to what the man should respond. Fear of wrong talk or wrong move, which will even make Al out fangs. Alias's been angry all day.

Yesline simply nodded, while commenting on the wide smile on his lips. " Yes, he's my husband. Meet Mas Al, he's a film producer I've been bidding to be an artist. " Yesline introduced the man to Al. Yesline could see clearly, Al's face had changed.

Though before, he had arranged as much as possible so that the language did not offend his beloved husband.

From the direction where they had gathered earlier, Gabriel was excitedly looking at Al and Yesline. Gabriel giggling.

" Simple! I began to rumble again, the jealousy. "the lips of Gabriel. Leni turned her head, following her serious-looking husband and occasionally smiling to herself. But Leni didn't find who. Just a few backs of people he doesn't know.

" Jabriel saw who, anyway? " leni's murmur was upset in her heart.

" Look at what, man? " Leni was curious, impatient not to ask Gabriel. Heads wobbly. From Leni's position, she couldn't see the person Gabriel was looking at.

" It was exciting to see Al again jealous of Yesline who was approached by a foreign man, dear." said Gabriel.

Leni got up, and stood behind her husband. He wanted to know who was approaching Yesline. His eyes looked at the man who seemed to be the same age as Al. Leni knew what Yesline was feeling now with the look of Al's face that had been red.

Leni sat back in her chair.

" Don't be mated, Mas. Not okay. You may not be jealous. You're 11 - 12 with Al. " Leni chimed.

Men often forget, when in such a position it is very uncomfortable, to be near a partner with jealousy that exceeds his love. Everything you do feels wrong.

" What the hell are you, baby. My time is the same, Al. " Gabriel poked her lips, protesting what the wife had just said.

Hearing Leni reprimanding him, Gabriel immediately drew his attention from Al and Yesline. Staring at his wife with a sad look.

Leni held back all her might not to escape the laughter from her tiny lips, when she saw the cute look on Gabriel's face. Lips chipped.

" Uyeah, Mas. Lips don't do that. You're even funny. " Leni leaned her body, she kissed Gabriel's lips at a glance. The man immediately smiled.

Hans and Cannon had already taken to the stage to greet Clinton and Clara. Cannon had to go home early, he was not used outside until late at night.

" Congratulations, Bro. My doain quickly followed as well. "exclaimed Hans, he whispered in the ear of his best friend. His eyes glanced at the Cannon. The woman just smiled, blushing. He knew what that look meant.

" It's that easy. I doain you good good. Let our gang have all their partners. " Clintons chimed. Slightly accompanied by light laughter from Clinton's lips and Cannon walked forward a few steps as Hans had already shifted his position in front of Clara.

Cannons could see, from Hans' gaze, if they had ever had a relationship. It's just that Cannon doesn't know what kind of relationship it is.

" Candidate, Priest. Come on hunt, it's already night. " whispered Cannon to Hans, when he realized the man was pecking for a while.

Hans gasped, as Cannon stabbed his waist piercing pin using the handbag he was carrying.

" Yes, come. " Hans.

*****

Yesline was silent and occasionally glanced at the husband whose face was so bent. On the way, her husband kept raving about the producer she met at Clinton's party. And now, even at home her husband keeps babbling.

Hearing him, Yesline was a little annoyed. Her husband was too much. He has rejected the producer's offer. Her husband shouldn't have to worry about her, right?

Kupingnya had been sick from listening to Al's nagging that exceeded mother's only.

" Dear, you should not have nanggepin the producer." said Al who still faithfully followed the steps of the wife.

Yesline was silent. The beautiful woman seemed so reluctant to open her mouth.

Yesline continued to move his legs until he finally decided to sit on the sofa. Her body feels tired. Maybe because all day you have to welcome the guests.

Huh! Yesline breathed a rough breath. Tired and upset mixed into one. While Al who had been walking in the back decided to directly sit next to the wife. Still with a bent face.

" Mad, stop it. I'm dizzy to know because you keep babbling and nagging so. " Yesline finally opened the sound.

Yesline knew that her husband was worried about her. But that's not how it works either. Yesline also knew that her husband had trauma about the artist.

" Dear, you are yes. I'm afraid something's happened. The producer may have bad intentions with you. "

Huh! Again Yesline exhaled a rough nafa. Why is her husband now a person who is always prejudiced against others like this?

" Mad, I beg you. Never mind. There is no need to discuss that anymore. "please Yesline request.

However, it seems Al can not be invited to cooperate at this time. The man came back to babble.

" You shouldn't have talked to him and smiled at him. "

" Sorry, Mas. I'm reflex. "

" uh! Your smile and pretty face are for me. We should be better off at home exchanging sweat instead of going to that fucking party! "

Al knew that his wife had received the producer's business card. For Al, if you refuse it should be Yesline does not need to be so. By accepting, just as Yesline gives hope to the producer who until anytime will never approve.

" You are, Mas. Overuse. You are jealous. " Yesline looked at her husband.

Hearing this, Al seemed to be in disbelief. The handsome man started to blabber back. Finally, the couple began to clash their mouths because they were equally upset. Al is upset that Yesline is too friendly with new people, and Yesline is upset that his possessive Al is getting worse.

Five minutes passed.

There was no sound of anyone arguing like that anymore. Yesline immediately got up from his seat. He stared at the husband intensely.

" Tonight you sleep outside, Mom. No rations at all. You always piss me off, " explains Yesline.

Deg.

Both of Al's eyes were perfectly patterned. Holy hooch! He forgot this fact.

" Eh, honey. Mas, just a mood, really. I'm sorry, yes. Pull back your words about sleeping outside and not getting rations yes "persuade Al.

He could not touch his wife just once. Yesline is a opium for him.

" No! You keep sleeping outside. Be careful if you enter quietly. "threaten Yesline.

Yesline hurried from there to his room. Leaving Al alone, who seemed to bite a finger. Al took the wrong step. He should not make his wife upset because it would be fatal like this.

" My poor fate! " germutu.

You know, he would have been quiet. That fucking mouth.

Nah!

He cannot sleep outside and does not get rations. Can torment this mind.

" Come, Al. Think of a way to persuade your wife ", Al said to himself. Al smiles happily when an idea comes to his head.

" all right. Let's hope this works out "his prayer in the heart.

Al began to move from his position. He will not give up just like that. His feet slowly began to step. Stepping to meet his beloved wife who was in the room.