Love In Sketches
CDS 117's

A man ran down the hospital corridor, anxious and worried murats clearly imprinted on his face. He stopped right in front of a room, where there was already Doctor Malik waiting for him.

"What is the Master named Indra?" Ask Dr. Malik.

"Yes, I'm Indra. How's my sister doing?" Asked Indra who could not hide his worries.

"Beautiful is fine, the wound is nothing serious. But it still has to be treated in the hospital, until the next two days." Obviously Doctor Malik, heard Indra exhaling a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for helping my sister." Her speech.

"Either. Coincidentally I also work here and I accidentally saw a car that was driving Beautiful hit the guardrail." Doctor Malik.

"Is Master a doctor?" Ask Indra.

"Yes, my name is Malik." Doctor Malik introduced himself.

"Oh, then thank you Doctor Malik."

"Yes, yeah. Then excuse me, please take care of your sister." Doctor Malik's message before it passes from there.

"Of course I'll take care of him, Doc." Indra Sahut.

Earlier while being treated by another doctor, Doctor Malik tried to contact the family Indah. He checked her mobile phone to find her family contacts. But all he found was the contact name 'Kak Indra' only on Indah's phone. There is no other name. It can be made sure Indra is the only beautiful family.

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While at the house of Mama Dewi, a wife was staring flat at her husband. He wants an explanation.

"Rubby, you said you'd talk. But why are you quiet?" Arya asked who finally opened the conversation first, they had been quiet for about fifteen minutes.

"Yes but what should I say?" The man looked confused. Rubby massaged her temple, her husband pretended not to know or did not understand?

"Why am I not being honest with you about Lovely? Mas also did not say that these two days Beautiful has given you a cake that was bought from my store?" Rubby finally asked.

"About Beautiful who gave me cake, at first I did not know what the reason I did not know him, when he said that he was my friend's little brother I remember him. We were never close, and I just knew that he was my friend's sister." Arya explained.

"But yesterday I told you about Beautiful being my new friend, and it should have been that Mas Firaz was honest with me that Mas was the man I meant Beautiful!" Rubby exclaimed but remained on a low note.

"Yes, I was wrong. I wasn't honest with you at the time. But I also just found out that it's beautiful to like me." Answer Arya.

"Even Beautiful has liked you since the beginning of college, Mas. It's beautiful to tell me." Tympal Rubby.

"But I don't know about it at all, Rubby." Tukas Aryans.

"Then what about the beautiful hug in the coffee shop? Did you enjoy it?" Rubby asked in a cold tone. Arya gasped to hear it, apparently his wife already knew about it.

"Beautiful was suddenly in my room, I don't know when and how he got in. I was sitting on my back to the table at the time, and I knew there was a hand around my body." Arya answered as she is.

"You'd better see tomorrow for yourself what's happening on the cctv tape in my room. Because I don't want you to misunderstand any further. It's also free if I explain it but you don't believe me." Arya. Rubby was silent where he stood. What she said was beautiful, just like her husband said. It means that there is no lie between the two of them.

Arya steps closer to his wife, he grabs Rubby's chin until the two look at each other.

"Are you jealous?" Ask. Rubby chipped in annoyance, and immediately brushed off her husband's hand.

"Of course I'm jealous! There is a wife who is not jealous when she knows there are other women who like her husband. Lovely even told me all about her feelings." Rubby.

"Does that mean you love me?" Arya asked, Rubby blinked his eyes. Why is her husband talking about this again?

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