Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Go home

Seven months Marchel had been in the remote area and devoted himself as a health servant.

That day, with a blissful face, Marchel packed her things. That day, the doctor decided to return to the capital immediately. His longing for Sheila seemed to kill him slowly. Marchel stuffed her clothes piece by piece into a suitcase. For a moment, Marchel opened her cell phone gallery, looking back at the photo of Sheila there.

"Sheila, I'll come back today and start everything from scratch with you. You must have passed your school exam. Wait for me in a minute. I love you." Marchel put her phone in a bag, after looking at her face.

Marchel was gone seven months without being able to tell his wife and family, due to the isolated area. Let alone to get out of that village. To go to the village office Marchel did not have time due to the many patients who contracted the dangerous virus.

Now, the remote village is gradually recovering after seven months of isolation due to the dangerous outbreak that struck.

Dragging a suitcase, Marchel came out of the mess where he lived for seven months in the village. Some people seemed to be waiting in front of there. Marchel's charm as a very handsome doctor is able to bewitch hundreds of women in that place. Even Dr. Marchel was complained about by some pretty girls there.

A middle-aged woman approached the handsome doctor. "Thank you, Mr. Marchel. Come here again sometime."

"Yes, Mom. I'm also grateful that while I'm here you're so good."

After saying goodbye, Marchel boarded a bus with several other volunteer medics who were also leaving the village. A bus that will take him to Makassar City and directly to the airport.

The hand of the residents released the departure of the doctors and nurses, along with the bus that had started to run away from the village.

Marchel could not wait to get home soon, so eager to hug, apologized to Sheila and let go of all her longing.

The journey from the village to the city took five hours. It's been a long time for Marchel.

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A young pregnant woman was seen cleaning a table in a small restaurant. With a smile, Sheila rubbed her stomach occasionally, as she felt the movements of the baby being very active inside.

Her pregnancy has now entered its seventh month.

"Sheila, rest! You've been working ever since. Aren't you tired?" A middle-aged woman approached him.

"No, Mom! I'm glad I did. I'm not tired."

"But you have to take care of your health. Look at your stomach growing. Don't get too tired of working."

"Yes, Mom." Sheila continued her work, bringing some used dishes to the kitchen.

Sheila even sold her phone to meet her needs. An ATM card that Marchel had given her before leaving had already been thrown away. He only took a few, to pay the rent of a simple house he occupied alone.

Now, Sheila struggles to live alone, working in a modest restaurant. Luckily, the mother of the owner of the restaurant understood the situation of Sheila who was now pregnant.

"Mom, I've cleaned the kitchen. Can I come home early?" sheila asked as soon as her work was done.

"Yes, go home and rest. It's already night." The woman then took an envelope from inside her desk drawer, tucking it into Sheila's grasp.

"What is this, Mom?"

"That's for your son. Save, Son!"

"But I'm not payday yet, ma'am." Sheila was about to hand the envelope back, but the middle-aged woman refused.

"That's for your son, not for you. So don't refuse!"

Sheila smiled with teary eyes. Feeling lucky, she meets a kind woman, who is willing to give her a job with her pregnant condition.

"Thank you, Mom. I don't know how to repay Mom's kindness" she said, wiping away a tear from her eyes.

"Don't think. What matters is that you and your son are healthy."

"Alright, Mom. I'll go home first. Thanks again."

The woman rubbed Sheila's hair affectionately. Sheila immediately walked out of the restaurant with an envelope in her hand. The middle-aged woman was alone in her restaurant.

Poor that kid. She was having her pregnancy alone. It must have been very hard for her to live alone in a pregnant state without a husband .inner woman.

With a sparkling face, Sheila was engrossed in choosing the food she had long craved. Thanks to the money given by the house owner's mother, Sheila was able to buy food that made her several times have to stroke the chest due to having to save money.

Sheila sat at a table overlooking the street, devouring the food she had just bought from the food court.

It feels very sad, having a doctor's husband who is quite rich, but to meet his food cravings alone, Sheila must often resist. Sometimes, he can only cry at night, when he wants something but circumstances force him to be patient.

Across the street, a car drove slowly, trying to break through in the middle of a traffic jam. Marchel was in the back passenger seat. His eyes went around researching every street. It felt like for so long not seeing the crowd of the capital.

Until his eyes caught a pregnant woman who had just finished eating across the street.

Why do I look at Sheila? Oh my goodness I must be crazy. Maybe I miss him too much to see him. Sheila, wife... I can't wait to get home and hug you. Inner Marchel.

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