Prison of the Heart of the Former

Prison of the Heart of the Former
Doctor obgyn?


It's been a week since Liana turned away from Andra. His sense of smell feels very sensitive to fragrances. I don't know how many times, in a day Andra changed the brand of bath soap. Not only that, perfumes, shampoos, until the fragrance of the room did not escape.


However, Liana prefers to turn off the AC and discard all room-scenting products. He opened the room window wide. Letting the wind created by nature enter, but not letting Andra touch her.


Not only in the room, car, and office space is the same. All the products of the room fragrance, he put away. He even renovated the room, so that the window glass can be wide open. Same with the meeting room.


Silviana who saw the strange behavior of the son-in-law also smiled widely. He understood very well what Liana was going through. Like this morning, Liana chose to leave first. He did not want to be near Andra. This makes Andra even more frustrated.


"Why is your face so moody?" silviana.


"Mama, be concerned a little dong with me," murmured Andra. The man's lips were swung, like a little boy who was not obeyed by his wishes.


Seeing his son's behavior, Silviana laughed loudly. Andra was getting annoyed at the expression of her mother. Don't you know that Andra is very sensitive?


"It's still at the beginning, honey. There are still a few months ahead. It could be, your wife will be getting away, or getting sticky," Silviana said after easing her laughter.


Reporters who have since pretended not to care about the talk of their children and wives, are now interested. He could catch their conversation. Andra did not understand. The man was getting more upset.


"Well, I didn't expect. Any minute, huh, Ma?" Reporters clarifying.


Silviana nodded her head. She was sure her husband had caught the point of their conversation. Andra stared at her parents. He felt, increasingly frustrated.


"That's it. I'm leaving first" said Andra. Just a few steps he walked, Silviana called him back. Forced, Andra looked.


"Andra!" call Silviana, "make an appointment with Dr. Obgyn. Take Liana there!" silviana.


Andra simply replied with a dullness. He left the house immediately. Seeing the expression Andra showed, Silviana laughed again. Reporters themselves, just shaking their heads with a smile.


Andra arrived at the office. He leaned back and squeezed his painful temple. After a few minutes, the man re-enforced his body and carried out his mother's orders.


"Hahh, why did you tell me to make an appointment with the Obgyn doctor, for what reason" Andra muttered.


Andra then contacted Liana via a short message. Tell the wife, if later in the afternoon they have an appointment with the Doctor. There was no answer, Andra continued her work.


I don't know how many times Andra checked her phone. See the message Liana might have sent. However, until late afternoon, the wife did not return the message. Tired of waiting, he slid into Liana's company.


"Is it so busy I can't get my message back?" andra asked as soon as she entered the wife's room.


liana raised her gaze. Look at the husband. Sighs deeply, then holds.


"I'm so busy!" Liana focused again on the file in her hand. "What are you here for?" tanyanya.


Andra let out a rough breath. "We need to go to the doctor now. I made an appointment this morning" he said weakly. He sat in the front seat of Liana's table.


Hearing the Doctor's words, Liana looked at Andra confusedly. His forehead was furrowing deeply, as if he was thinking of something.


"Get to the Doctor?" ask Liana.


"Mama told me to. He said, I have to take you to Doctor Obgyn" replied Andra slowly.


The pen in Liana's hand fell onto the table. His eyes widened. Is that possible?