
The car driven by Saviero had reached Pierre's apartment parking block.
"Isn't this the way to Abella's apartment unit?" ask Madeline in confusion. Because Madeline used to spend time with her cousin's wife in the woman's apartment.
Saviero just put his shoulders together, the man looks so talkative this time.
"Of course, maybe it's one floor with Abella's unit" he replied casually.
Ah, fine! If talking to his annoying cousin it must be when there is a handler, in order to talk more.
"Maybe," Madeline said, unbending her seatbelt.
The woman opened the door to Saviero's car, "Thank you for driving me, say hello to your wife" Madeline said.
The man nodded and said, "May always be happy" Saviero said sincerely. Then the man stroked Madeline's hair.
"Surely," he replied with so much fury. After saying goodbye to her cousin, Madeline walked over to Pierre who had been waiting for her.
"What floor is your unit on?" madeline asked as she followed Pierre's footsteps, who now stepped first, by pulling Madeline's suitcase.
"Floor 12" he answered briefly.
It turns out that Madeline's guess is true, Pierre's apartment unit is on the same floor as Abella's unit.
"My cousin's wife also has an apartment unit on the same floor as you" he said, now opening up to Pierre. Like Daddy Garry's message, Madeline must be able to create a palace in her own household. There is only a king and a queen. There's nothing else.
Pierre stared at Madeline, "I didn't ask." she replied briefly. But able to silence Madeline's mouth.
Madeline immediately flicked her lips, looking at Pierre so annoyedly.
"In addition to being annoying, your mouth if talking is quite spicy as well. I think the carolina reaper is less spicy than you say" Madeline grumbled.
"I'm like this" he replied in a very brief manner.
"The infuriating nature is already attached to you, having got what you were aiming for straight back into the starting mode," Madeline grumbled all the way to the apartment unit.
"That's it, me,"
Madeline took a deep breath. He was kind to Pierre. In fact, the man actually made his mood crumble. It sucks!
"It's better that I don't have to talk to you, than to get a nasty answer like this" said Madeline, who blatantly insinuated Pierre.
Pierre seemed indifferent and did not care about Madeline's grunts. The man stopped at one of the apartment units that Madeline believed belonged to Pierre.
While stepping inside, asked Madeline to come with him.
"Your room is here, and I'm in the room next to yours" Pierre said.
"Then?" ask Madeline.
"You can put your things and clothes in the cupboard that's there" Pierre pointed out.
Madeline nodded, she also understood that. After all, who would want to sleep in one room with Pierre.
"Rest, because later tonight we will have a schedule of surgical removal of brain tumors" said Pierre. Though both of them had just assumed conjugal status, but still their work followed suit. Can't you apply for a day off? Of course I can't, considering it's all too sudden. While the operating schedule has been arranged from far away.
Madeline certainly remembered, although the two often met. But that does not mean they can get along, both only get along when in serious mode or while working.
"Yes" replied Madeline.
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As Pierre said. That tonight there was surgery on the patient, making Madeline choose to stay awake. Never forget, to always buy coffee that is so loyal to accompany him while waiting for the operating hours to arrive.
Dressed in surgical clothing, Madeline stepped into the operating room. Likewise with Pierre, the man who now leads the operation seems ready and enters the operating room.
Madeline and Pierre are now on the operating table, Pierre is currently preparing dope for patients, so as not to feel pain during the surgery.
After injecting the anesthetic, Pierre glanced at Madeline who was waiting for the effects of the drug work.
"Can we start?" ask Madeline to Pierre.
Pierre just nodded, then Madeline gave antiseptic on the area to be surgically removed, made an incision and perforated or cut the throat bone in the head on the part to be done surgically.
During the surgery process in the patient. Both Madeline and Pierre looked professional, there was no commotion or talk other than about the patient.
Until three hours have passed, the surgery or surgery on the patient has been completed.
"Finally it's done as well" Madeline said gratefully.
"After this, the patient will be immediately transferred to the treatment room" said Pierre now removing the mask covering his face.
Madeline nodded in understanding, then spoke briefly about the patient's condition on her team. The woman who was still wearing her duty clothes had now left the operating room, removing all the attributes attached to her body except for the clothes she was currently wearing, she said,
The woman walked through the hallway, towards her workroom.
"It looks like my coffee is up" Madeline said as she looked at her coffee mug.
"I'd better buy coffee at the cafe sebrang street, considering the day has started at night." Madeline, wearing a white cardigan covering her work clothes, walked out of the room to the cafe. As usual, Madeline never forgets to order coffee. With a reason to always be able to stand by if needed.
Madeline kept going until she met Pierre. The man who now holds the status of her husband, the man carries two glasses of contemporary coffee and some food in a plastic bag walks towards him.
"For you." said Pierre, giving Madeline a cup of coffee.
Madeline looked at Pierre in surprise. There was a wind was the man so considerate of her?
"Forku?"
"I know you want to go to the cafe next door, let's not get tired of pacing so I buy all of you," he said.
Madeline nodded, thanking him for not bothering to cross to the cafe.
"Thank's" he said, sipping his coffee.
Madeline sat in a chair in the hospital hallway, enjoying her free time before monitoring the condition of the patients she was treating with Pierre earlier.
As well as Pierre, the man sat next to Madeline sipping his coffee. Then, take food to fill his stomach that has been rumbling since.
Netra Pierre seemed to look around, until it felt quite safe, Pierre immediately fed his cake to Madeline.
"Eat, I know you haven't filled your stomach since" she said, feeding Madeline with the croissant she bought at the cafe.
Madeline was petrified, the woman was so shocked by Pierre's treatment of her. How not? The man treated himself well, despite all his annoying nature like this morning.
"I-it's Un-for me?" ask Madeline innocently.