My wife's the General's son

My wife's the General's son
Dr. Akmal


I kept quiet and didn't want to answer the question. Am I being selfish? Why did I become like this, when I knew the position that already had children and wives. No, I can't be like this.


"Once again forgive me Deck. I know you're very disappointed, but I..."


"No, I'm. I'm not disappointed, Mas Yusuf doesn't have to think that way." I immediately cut off his words. I try to stay strong and not to be whiny.


Yeah, I have to understand the situation. From the beginning I knew it would be like this. I can't be happy with being a mistress. I have to hold on until my baby is born.


He looked at me inside. I immediately looked away, I did not know what the meaning of his gaze was, maybe he felt sorry for seeing my fate like this. I should be able to look strong in front of him not to be pityed.


To distract, I play my phone, I don't want to think about it anymore, whether he wants any news or not, or just don't go home so I get used to it without him.


I realized it wasn't her fault that I couldn't love me, but it was my fault that I was too loving and hopeful, so I was lulled with all the attention, and hoped that she could return my feelings.


Now I feel tired of this no-man's-feeling. I want to stop this feeling as soon as possible.


I heard her sighing heavily, then her hand outstretched rubbing my head, I just kept silent nothing action maybe my sense of disappointment made my feelings start to bland.


Not long after the car had entered the parking area, I wanted to get off but he held my hand. "Don't come down first, let me open the door."


I just nodded, he immediately came out and looked around the parking area, it seemed like he was looking if something was suspicious. Feeling quite safe, he immediately opened the car door for me.


I came down, sometimes uncomfortable with this situation, as if a prisoner was always guarded, but for safety I could do nothing.


I walked towards the operating room, Mas Yusuf was still faithfully behind me. He'll still be an aide to me. And the people also know Mas Yusuf is the ADC who takes care of me.


When I wanted to enter the operating room, I looked back at him. "Just wait in the lobby, Mas, because I'm a little long," I said so he did not get tired of waiting.


"No, I'll just keep waiting here. Come in, don't think of me."


I just nodded and sighed resignedly, her firm and indisputable attitude made me have to obey, as soon as I entered to take action.


When I arrived inside the room, I saw that the patient was prepared with everything, and Dr. Anastesi was also in the room. We started working together to save the lives of mothers and babies.


40 Minutes passed, Alhamdulillah finally the operation went smoothly, the baby and his mother survived. I am so grateful for God's permission that the patient can go through his critical period.


After my assignment was done, I immediately resigned from my colleagues who were still in the operating room, I only told the night duty Doctor and Midwife, he said, what should they do to the patient when he regains consciousness later, the rest of tomorrow morning visit me who will examine the patient.


When I came out of the operating room, I saw Mas Yusuf on the phone with someone, his back was behind me maybe he didn't realize that I was standing there.


"Yes, honey, I'm sorry. Tonight I'm not going home, you're okay, right? Okay, get some rest. Love you too."


I sighed deeply, she loved Mbak Tiara so much, my eyes began to heat up, a speck of crystal dripping unsolicited.


O God, strengthen my heart erase this feeling to her.


I immediately wiped away the tears. For some reason it is so easy to drip this salty liquid. Calm down, do not bring too much feeling, you just ask for attention from other people's soul mates. Don't expect much from him.


"Mas Yusuf, I'm done" I said to coincide with him disconnecting the phone.


I just nodded, and avoided the gaze from her. I walked ahead and he rushed to follow me from behind.


"Khanza!"


My steps stopped when I heard someone calling my name. It turns out Dr Akmal just came out of a nursery.


"Ah, Doctor Akmal! How is it here?" I was a little surprised, because we served in a different hospital.


"I went to see my brother here. You alone?"


"There's a patient of mine who needs to be at Caesar's tonight."


"Oh, is it done?"


"Here, this is coming home."


"We had coffee in the canteen?" His son confused me.


At first glance I looked at Mas Yusuf who was standing right next to me. His face looked flat, his eyes so sharp that he looked at Dr. Akmal. Ah, there's no way she's jealous of Dr. Akmal, what's his business, anyway she doesn't have any feelings for me. Maybe this is just my prejudice.


"All right, but I can't take long, Doc." I accepted the senior Dr.'s offer. I feel sad to reject him, because he has contributed a lot to me, he guided me in completing the practice of the exam and gave the best score for me.


"Okey, no problem. Let's go to the cafeteria now."


We headed to the hospital cafeteria, I didn't pay any more attention to how my temporary husband reacted. Of course he did nothing, maybe he would rather see someone else approach me, so that he would quickly escape the bonds of this disastrous marriage.


Upon arrival at the cafeteria, Dr Akmal chose the corner-most table. I looked back at Mas Yusuf, however he was still my husband, I had to ask him for permission.


"Mas, do you want to join us?" I asked, but he looked away. I was a little surprised to see the expression on his face.


"Go! I'll wait here!" He immediately looked for a table not far from the table ordered by Dr Akmal.


"Khanza's! Come sit!" Call Dr Akmal who just finished ordering a drink.


I sat down, and Dr. Akmal looked at Mas Yusuf. "That's your adjutant why not just wait in the car? Or join us here." Dr Akmal asked me to make my heart feel guilty.


If only we loved each other, I would tell anyone that he was my husband. But in reality it's not like that. Maybe he doesn't like it when I admit he's my husband.


"Hey, why bother?" I gasped as Dr Akmal touched my hand.


"Ah, no. I'm sorry I didn't hear what the doctor said?" I immediately pulled my hand from his grip, I looked back at Mas Yusuf who was stirring his drink. His eyes did not escape me, he shone on me so sharply.


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