Love Above the Wounds
Something Strange
Anjani's mother invites Dicky to walk into a room that is now seen being in a pugar.
A room twice as large as Dicky's.
I don't know since when this room was made Dicky also don't know.
"Later for lunch together yes, I really miss being able to eat with you, son!" said Bu Anjani.
"Yes Mom!" sahut Dicky's.
"Tomorrow I'll take you to Mr. Hendra's attorney's office, he's been handling your father's estate papers!" ma'am Anjani.
"Mother, just meeting Mom was a miracle, I didn't want Mom's legacy, I'm so grateful for my current income!" said Dicky.
"It's not a legacy baby, before you were born into this world, it was all prepared by your father, and now that your father's wish is granted, you've become a great Doctor, he must be proud!" bu Anjani.
They walked towards the room, the room was almost perfect.
"Later you'll come here often!" continued Bu Anjani.
"How about the reporter who arrived, Mom, honestly I don't like being interviewed very much, I want to be the free Doctor that I used to be, without any kind of talk!" dicky said.
"You don't worry about it, I've arranged, they won't come to interview you anymore!" sahut Bu Anjani's.
Then they walked down the corridor to the room of Mr. Bram, during this Mr. Bram who is in control of this hospital, all reports were also submitted to Mr. Bram.
It can be said that Mr. Bram is the right hand of Ms. Anjani, although they are still relatives and live in one house, because the house that is occupied by Bu Anjani is now a house owned by the late Pak Rahmat Pradita.
Chequek!
Bu Anjani opened the door of the room, Bram seemed surprised when he saw the arrival of Bu Anjani along with Dicky, something changed from the look of his face.
"Bram, you know right now I have publicly acknowledged that Doctor Dicky is my son, so for everything related to this hospital it has become his business, because I've given him his full inheritance!" said Bu Anjani.
"Good!" replied Bram Bram briefly.
At first glance, Mr. Bram glanced at Dicky, his gaze strange and difficult to understand, the face that used to be a cheap smile now turned expressionless, very flat and cold.
Dicky's heart was beating irregularly, for some reason from the look of Mr. Bram's eyes, like storing something, I don't know what.
Since Dicky was the son of Bu Anjani, everyone in the hospital seemed happy, except for Mr. Bram.
"Just you have to obey what my son says, remember Bram, start this heart, Dicky will control and manage this hospital, because he is the owner!" added Bu Anjani.
"Good!" say Bram again.
"Mom, why are you in such a hurry to leave everything to me? I'm not ready, Mom!" said Dicky.
"It's time, son, you're all grown up, it's all a mandate from your father!" answer Ms. Anjani.
They then moved out of the room.
By noon, Dicky and Bu Anjani had surrounded almost half of the large hospital.
"Did Dad also share his inheritance with Ms Arini?" ask Dicky.
"Of course, he's got half of all the assets your father has, but this hospital, your father just wants you to inherit it!" answer Ms. Anjani.
"Where is Bu Arini's whereabouts now?" ask Dicky.
"Mother also did not know where she went, how she was, which I remember, when she left she was angry and vengeful, her eyes shining implying hatred towards Mother!" answer Ms. Anjani.
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Dicky returns to his house in the afternoon, as usual, Fitri will welcome him while holding Alex.
"Papa's home! Papa's home!" fitri exclaimed at his son Alex.
After Dicky got out of his car, he immediately kissed the tiny baby.
"Mandi Sulu Mas, the warm water is ready in the bathroom!" fitri.
Yes baby!" dicky immediately rushed to his room.
"You just serve your husband there, let Alex be with you first!" said Bu Eni.
"Yes Mom!" fitri replied as he walked over to Dicky's room.
Bu Eni also immediately walked towards the kitchen of the house, Bi Sumi seemed busy preparing dishes for dinner.
"Srr, Bi Sumi! Good cooking tonight! To my daughter-in-law, she's the son of the sultan! So we should treat him as a king!" whispered Bu Eni.
"Ah Bu Eni this, sir the doctor does not like to overdo it Mom!" tukas Bi Sumi's.
"Well you don't tell me honestly, anyway from today, cook a good meal for my beloved daughter-in-law, let her be happy, please, I'll be given the same gift as the handsome ghost!" said Bu Eni with a smile.
Bi Sumi simply shook her head.
While in his room, after finishing bathing, Dicky immediately lay his body on his bed, it felt very comfortable.
Fitri brought her husband warm milk.
"In drink first Mas milk, let fresh body!" fitri.
Dicky smiled and immediately gulped down his drink until it ran out.
"Thank you, baby!" said Dicky.
"Together Mas!" balas Fitri's.
"Fit, I'd like you to do a husband and wife ritual?" dicky asked more hopefully.
"No, Alex is not yet 40 days old!" answer Fitri.
"Yahh!!" Dicky complained disappointedly.
"Well, then let me help you!" tawar Fitri's.
"How is Fit?" dicky asked, looking at his wife's face.
"Just take it easy, now that Mas Dicky's sleeping, I'll make Mas Dicky cool literate today!" missik Fitri's.
"Ah, you can be ferocious too Fit!" dicky said, closing his eyes.
Fitri began to act, instead of all Dicky clothes, and she began to caress and squeeze her husband's possessions with a feeling.
Until the junior grew towered so full in Fitri's grasp, that Dicky trembled with restraint.
"It's so big and stuffy, I like to play this thing Mas, really like it!" missik Fitri's.
Then gently Fitri began to kiss him and feel through the touch of his mouth.
"Ahh, my goodness Fit! You're amazing!" Dicky started to shake and groan.
Telolet ... Telolet ...
Dicky's phone rang, Dicky snorted in annoyance.
"Damn!! Just disturb!" dicky murmur.
"Just use the load speaker!" sahut Fitri's.
Fitri then began wiping Dicky's phone screen with a loudspeaker.
"Hello!" cetus Dicky is upset.
"Hello Doctor, this is Mr. Bram, I hope you're not happy to accept Ms. Anjani's gift, because not only are you entitled to the hospital!" said Mr. Bram.
For a moment Dicky was stunned to hear Mr. Bram's words.
Fitri also immediately stopped his activities.
Connect ...
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