Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 210's

This morning the entire cottage was made a scene by the act of Al, because the condition of Yesline who vomited continuously this morning. Making Al pity and frenzy himself gather his friends in his room except the newlyweds, Moreover, the son of Azka looks very independent once helped massage Yesline's hands.

"Here you may get pregnant again?'' chirps Gabriel.

Making people around look at Gabriel.

"Pregnant!!'' compact and unison word it came out of the mouths of the clique gangs including Yesline who was a little surprised.

"What are you doing, Al? Pregnant wife doesn't know!'' cibir Gabriel to Al who seemed confused by Yesline's condition. Yesline's voice spewing out his entrails was still clearly heard from outside the room.

The companions were coiled in the living room chair. Clinton crossed both hands on her chest. His eyes looked at Al, who was pacing back and forth in front of the door.

"You don't have to panic, there's a doctor. Let Gabriel check Yesline, Al. It's not your realm that the heart doctor is concerned about." Clinton chimed.

"I'm not sure Gabriel can be professional. Let me check with the doctor at my hospital" replied Al.

Gabriel clucked in annoyance. ''Ck! Fuck you!''

"Ribust continues...... I don't remember your age!" Nicho commented.

Callista went to the kitchen, he took the initiative to make Yesline a warm tea, he used to feel light after vomiting. Nicho who saw Callista into the kitchen, followed him from behind.

As Clinton began to yawn, she was sleepy. It was still midnight and Al woke them all up. Crazy rada is a doctor.

Seeing that Clinton had yawned so many times, Clara directly massaged Clinton's shoulders slowly. Gabriel saw Clinton in the massage, made her want a massage too. Gabriel sniffed Leni's nose.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Leni who is still engrossed with her phone. He was busy looking at many pictures of cute baby pictures from yesterday. Leni ingi baby girl cute. Let it be the same Yesline. He wants a handsome ghost like Azka.

"Darling, want dong to be taken as well. Achy, here." Gabriel blinked his eyes with one hand patting his sore shoulder.

Clinton laughs at Gabriel, she's getting more and more into teasing Gabriel.

"Don't want to, Len. Niru niru time. The creative dong.... Mr. conglomerate." joked Clinton.

Gabriel's face was flushed, he walked up to Clinton and hit Clinton's arm a little hard.

"Rese, you!!" revile Gabriel.

Leni put her phone on her thigh. He is not concerned with what they are struggling with.

"The gas here? I'm a pussy, Duh.pity my husband." Leni waved to call Gabriel. And Gabriel approached like a little boy called his mother.

The door was open, Yesline came out with his dim face, he was quite limp. Al guided her to the bed. Callista came and gave her the warm tea she had made. Al helped hold onto his cup while Yesline gulped down several times its contents.

"Thank you, Callista." Yesline said it with a slight weakness. He's lying on the bed.

"Thank you Call." Callista nodded his head to both of them.

"We're going home, baby? Your condition needs a lot of rest." Al stroked his wife's cheek. He could not bear to see Yesline like that. Azka who was still sleeping, suddenly woke up, she rubbed her eyes slowly, and immediately crawled into the arms of Yesline.

"Mama why?" the question is so attentive. Yesline smiled and returned Azka's embrace.

"Mama was just a little dizzy and limp" he said a little spoiled in front of Azka.

Azka understood, she just hugged Yesline tightly without asking what else. Al stroked Azka's back.

Gabriel, who saw Al about to call, offered.

"We go home on my own private jet." proposes Gabriel. Clara and Clinton have since paid attention and will give their opinions if necessary.

"No!!! I have my own private jet." Al refuses Gabriel's invitation, he also has a private jet.

Yesline grabbed Al's hand and said something.

"Mas, can't we go home on Gabriel's jet?" ask Yesline with heart. Al's countenance instantly changed but because of what Yesline asked, he wouldn't get angry.

Gabriel smiled happily as Yesline preferred his jet.

"Yes, let's go to Hans and his mom and dad first."

"Let me be the representative. You take care of Yesline." Nicho offered himself.

He exited the room and immediately rushed towards the Cannon home. Nicho and Callista joined hands along the way.

"Assalamualaikum, '' they said shortly after knocking on the door. It didn't take long, the door opened and Hans's face was still wet.

"Cie.. who's been ahem ahem," seduced Nicho. Hans grinned, taking them to sit in the guest chair. The new cannon came down from the stairs with an unusual step, its core area was still a little sore, Cannon was walking like a penguin. But he still tried to respect the guests and immediately approached and greeted them, Callista had a little chat.

"You like not the same gift?'' ask Callista. He and Cannon sat on the sofa, spaced out by the guest chair.

"Like it, fragrance the perfume of the sister sip abis." replied the Cannon with a small smile. He recalled the events of that night. Makes her smile her own smile. Callista knit the Cannon's arm. He brought his lips closer to Cannon's ear.

"Mer, it still hurts?'' ask Callista. Cannon looked around, in a sense of security, he immediately nodded his head in embarrassment.

"Not to be ashamed, I used to be, you can still walk, I've been like a robot know not, ''' said Callista, greeted by a crisp laugh from Cannon.

Switch to Nicho and Hans who sit together.

"Hans, my friend and I want to say goodbye. Thank you for such a warm meal" Nicho said.

"Same, thank you too, you all want to come on time even though I suddenly give her a birthday."

"Yes, tomorrow, don't do it again. I'm the same Callista again so you have to be cut off," protested Nicho who immediately froze and approached the father of Caniam then shook his hand.

The middle-aged man sat in the chair closest to the entrance. They talk about a lot of things. "Well, be careful, son." said his father Cannon.

Nicho and Callista return to the house where they were staying.

Clara and Leni had finished packing all their clothes and luggage all into the suitcase.

Gabriel was standing by the window. His eyes looked out at the clouds.

"It was only 4 am, '' Gabriel muttered.

"Yes, but a quarry. Where the hell is your jet, hasn't it come yet?" al asked with intonation that was difficult to decipher.

"Don't start, you think we're stuck in a movie. The plane that had a lot of fantasies, wait, be patient!" Gabriel looked at his watch.

"If you had me, it would be 20 seconds until." argued Al.

"Refault! You are! Where's there! You think you have a portal to move places? What a shame from earlier, not clear you, Al!''

Al laughed, so did Yesline and the others.

Leni approached Yesline, worried about her condition.

"You're okay, right?''

Yesline nodded.