Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episodes 218

Hans was attending Kyai's studies at the cottage mosque. Listening with reverence. Learning about the science of religion even deeper, he who is not Gus, is now called Gus. The cannon pinned the responsibility of abru on his shoulders. Responsibility that does not feel like a burden but rather something to boast about. Hans is sincere and proud to run it.

Until the studies are over, all students come out regularly from the mosque. Hans waited near the mosque's exit, intending to help Kyai to step outside.

"Thank you, son. How's the Cannon, is he wayward?'' kyai asked her daughter-in-law.

Hans who walked in hand while bowing his head replied softly and politely. "Dec Cannon special lady, Dad. She knew what to do, without Hans telling her or waiting to be rebuked. He knew how to behave, say words, when to smile and be angry, he really made Hans silent without a word, admiring as well as admiring the special. He is like an angel who comes down from heaven. It's not making it, it's like that, Dad. Hans was grateful, because Father had managed to raise and keep the Cannon up to Hans' hands.'' Hans' lips quivered, he stopped stepping as Kyai's steps also came to a halt, Kyai's hands clapped his shoulders many times, the middle-aged man's eyes glazed over as well, he was delighted, the middle-aged man glimmered, the princess he guards gets a new guard who inshaallah trusts. Hans made Kyai calmer to not worry about his daughter anymore.

"Thank you, son. I am calm now, said Kyai.

While in the kitchen, Cannon was helping his mother cook for lunch.

"You know yet, son, what is Nak Hans' favorite dish?'' ask his mother to the cannon.

The cannon looked down embarrassed, "Not yet, Ma.''

"Loh, ask anyway, you are how, the favorite cooking time of the husband himself does not know.'' Meriam's mother was still busy slicing red onions, while Meriam scraped the seasoning that was being sauteed. The smell of fragrant smoke pierced the nose of the cannon.

"Later Cannon asked Mas Hans, Ma. After all, if asked the answer is also what you want, Ma. So the cannon didn't ask again.'' The cannon grinned, while tasting the gudeg seasoning that he would cook. In Jogja gudeg food is a special food.

The old cooking creates a different taste and texture when compared with other cooking spices. Sayup Meriam heard the voice of Hans and his father had finished filling the study. The look on his face instantly changed, like the moon shining brightly at night. The cannon hastened to wash his hands and remove his apron. He wanted to go to Hans, "The salim cannon used to go to Mas and Dad, Ma, '' he said as he passed out of the kitchen.

Her mother Cannon just chuckled softly.

The newlyweds, it is only natural that they are still as excited as ever, only two hours have not met, yes already feel two years have not met. Ndhok... I pray that you will last, be happy in the afterlife with your husband, and go to heaven, Ndhok..... Amen, though,

A mother's prayer has a VVIP path that can go directly to God, without turning or pausing and getting stuck. Immediately until, in any case and circumstance, ask for his prayer, the woman whom God gave a special title in the world as well as in the hereafter.

Mother, his services are unequaled.

His name is not lost, not even timeless.

Cannon walked up to Hans with a fluffy smile on his lips, Hans was sitting in the living room chatting with his father. Cannon salim directly to his father then new to Hans. After that, the Cannon sat down near Hans.

"You're good, baby. Cook what with Mom?'' chirp Hans after bringing his nose closer to the Cannon.

Cannon glared in surprise, did he smell the kitchen? Cannon checked himself, he brought his nose closer to his shirt and hijab. Yeah, he smelled gudeg. The beautiful woman chuckled softly. I know the smell does not smell fragrant, even though it was already wearing perfume.

The cannon immediately grinned to reveal its white teeth and lined up neatly.

"Sorry, Mas. Does this bother you? I shower first if so, it is not good if gini, I should take care of all your senses, Mas. Keeping myself so that what you see, hear and feel and smell from me is all good, although not all humans do not escape from wrong. I'm sorry, Mom? Stay the same with me, Mas.''

Hans was getting more and more anxious, he nodded steadily, His hand stroking the Cannon's cheek, and was about to kiss his forehead, but Kyai suddenly cleared his throat. They forget, in the living room there are not only the two of them. Hans and Cannon bowed to each other in shame.

Suddenly Hans was startled by the vibrations of his cell phone which he kept in his shirt pocket.

"Before Dad, Hans retreated first, come on baby.'' Hans took the Cannon and took him away after Kyai nodded his head.

"What's up, Mas?'' ask the cannon after they get to the room.

Hans read a message from Al.

"Thank God, Hans. Yesline did not come to Jogja because it is prohibited to the same Om and Aunt, wkwkwk, I am happy to be warm. Not a sin, xixixi.

THE STSTTT!!! Don't tell Yesline I'm happy, yeah! beware that you say. Although I can't bear to see him sad that way, it's only the best thing about him."

Hans closed the screen of his phone, then pensive for a moment. Although he could smile. I can't bear to see Yesline sad, but Hans was confused as to how.

Cannon saw Hans' changed face. Like being able to read what Hans' heart was. Cannon cupped Hans face with both hands, Netra Cannon stared in Hans eyes. The Cannon's face was so shady.

"Do you want us to go to Jakarta? Poor Brother Yesline if his cravings are not obedience. They're so nice to us, doing things that make them happy will make me happy. What do you think?''

Hans could not believe hearing the phrase out of Cannon's lips, because his wife must have known what Yesline wanted. Al aja happy Yesline not so to Jogja, this is why even Meriam excited to go to Jakarta.

"Aren't you jealous, honey?'' hans asked for an answer.

"Jealous? If there is a clear reason, I can be jealous, but this is for Yesline who already has a husband and loves her husband so much, Al who loves his wife so much. It is also God who unites us, from the beginning, who has no feelings what so like each other. Then, what should I be afraid of? If everything remains up to HIM, I just need to pray, right?''

Hans speechless.

Stunned.

Stunned.

Unnerved.

Termehek - mehek.

The cannon has always been able to make him unable to refute, he said.

"I love you, this love is growing bigger every day, '' Hans said, holding the Cannon in his arms.

"I love you too, Mas.''

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Yesline tried to cover up his sadness but for nothing, Al could see it all, because Yesline could not face two, he was what he was.

Yesline, who rarely takes care of flowers, is now planting roses and watering their flower gardens in this cool afternoon. Al watched Yesline from behind his back, watching Azka play the bike.

When a car came into their yard, Yesline turned off the water tap, and stared at Al.

"Who's coming, Mom?''

Al turned his shoulders. He followed Yesline who came straight to the car. Yesline never saw the car.

Who, huh??