One Night Stand With Lecturer
Promo novel Trapped Charming Doctor Handsome
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"Tricked Charming Doctor Handsome"
The sound of tires squeaking through the asphalt made the car rotate directionlessly to cause smoke to billow from the front of it. Other drivers, to avoid collisions and even glare at roadside bushes.
Compact, the two got out of the car with an annoyed look that was ready to spit out his heart. Walk quickly to each other.
"God! Can drive no damn! Make the sim in the village, can't bring a car? The real mistress, that puts the lives of others at risk!" snapped the girl beraras ayu was full of anger.
"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, but I should be angry, bring the car does not use traffic signs, you deliberately seek profit on the road huh?" cold answer. Complete with deadly sharp gaze.
"God! What do you think this is a racing circuit? Obviously my car is going to turn, really nyolot, anyway I do not want to know the compensation of my car is scuffed."
"You think you're in a hurry, me too! It's good to blackmail me, you don't see my car until it crashes, thankfully my head is safe" he replied annoyed.
"Well nyolot nih people, let's both finish up at the police station, let's be clear!"
"Come, who's afraid, keep us to the workshop we calculate the cost of each car. You pay for my car losses and instead I pay for your car losses!"
Rania glanced at the pajero sports car that seemed to be broken as well. The woman finally rethought to sue him.
"Jeez .. This is so bad!" inner Rania grumbled in annoyance.
Amidst their debate, the man's phone vibration squealed, making Rania grow irritated at the sight of his flat face.
"Sorry, I don't have time to argue, you can just calculate the loss how much, later can confirm to the number written on the business card."
Rania looked at the annoyed departure of the guy who was quite annoying. Observe the business card in his hand. Read carefully and correctly.
"Mh. dr. Rayyan Akfarazel, Sp. B. Ogh .. Is he a doctor?" he murmured while thinking of contacting the workshop. Shrugged his shoulders indifferently then immediately connected his phone with the workshop to come to the location to check his car.
Rania put the business card into her original bag, then ordered an ojek online. Rayyan was busy doing the same thing. Ordering an online motorcycle to pick her up. The time is rolling more and more noon, obviously Rayyan is getting riled up.
"This is why you can't get it too, make it all wrong," grumbled Rayyan huffled. Staring at the watch in his hand almost nine o'clock, there were patient lives at stake.
"Yes, my order's coming," the screech is overexcited. Rania stepped fast, but was more agile than the young man who was recklessly playing nikung alone.
"Pak street sir, cepet to Medika Hospital, sir I have to deal with emergency patients," he said horror bin assured.
"Eh, gosh that's my order, woe!" pekik Rania is upset.
"Damn it, people!" rania grumbled while kicking the tires of an innocent car.
"Jo, can you pick me up? Still on the road my car got apes, lo come can? Address I share," said the woman hung up the phone.
Rania sighed fretfully waiting for Jo's invitation. Not bad, in less than seventeen minutes, the man came complete with his helmet.
"Ra, what's the car?" ask Jovan while thrusting his helmet.
"And it's clear, can you walk now?" the answer is ketus bin flat.
"Judes amad neng, kesel same who's angry with who?"
While Rayyan, once arrived at the parking lot immediately made a payment half ran towards her room. The man will be performing the operation this morning, nimblely making preparations and heading straight for the operating room.
After a few hours of surgery, Rayyan returned to her room. The man landed his butt on his big chair casually, grabbing his cell phone. His net widened to find the number of calls on his phone from an unknown number.
"Who?" muttered Rayyan cuek, no interest in contacting back. The man hurriedly packed the table, today will go home to attend dinner.
Actually the man was quite lazy to go home, because his parents continued to urge to get married.
"Ma's night" said the man, kissing the back of his mother's hand, then his cheek, following up to greet Mr. Wira next to him and then doing the same.
"Tonight stay at home? There are many things that want Mama obrolin," said Bu Wira while preparing dishes at the dining table.
"Look at Ma later," Rayyan replied flatly.
After finishing dinner, Ms. Wira expressed her wish. Rayyan has been memorized correctly with the grief of his parents who want their children immediately married.
"Ray, your age is already three heads, Mama and Papa are also old and sickly like this, who will continue the hope of the family if you do not get married," persuade Bu Wira a little urgent.
Failed several times in the affairs of romance, making the man no longer believe in love and faithfulness. In fact, the man had little interest in women, making him truly traumatized.
"When you meet the right person, Rayyan will get married, Ma" the man replied calmly.
"When later? Waiting for you to get old, you still expect his son Mr Asher? Come on baby, let the Star be happy with her family choice, as well as with you, Mama please you want to move on, many women who want to be with you, do not close themselves continuously just because it has failed. Mama knows all the processes are sick."
"Give me Ma time, Rayyan will bring a potential ghost to Mama" he said.
Rayyan rarely goes home, preferring to live in her own home. More comfortable of course, although in his solitude likes to feel lonely, Rayyan has begun to be familiar with the name of loneliness.
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