Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
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After talking to Sheila and agreeing to do a DNA test, that night, Marchel meets his best friend, Doctor Willy.

Marchel was still so shocked by the fact that his wife was in two. And, the harsh reality for him was his ignorance of the father of the child his wife conceived.

Even Sheila refused to come home and chose to live in her very narrow and simple rented house.

"You're out of your mind, Marchel! You need a doctor, even if you're a doctor, too" Willy said.

"I don't have a choice, Will... Sheila insisted that the child she was carrying was my son. But how is it possible?"

Willy chuckled while shaking his head. "Maybe you did it unconsciously. In that inn alone you can do it in an unconscious state. Even with a foreign girl."

Marchel throws Willy with the seat pad in his regret. "Shut up!"

Seeing Marchel upset, it made Willy laugh out loud.

"Sheila told me the girl I was with at the inn that night was her."

Willy was surprised to hear Marchel's words, the frown on his forehead deepening. "You mean, the girl you forced was Sheila? That so?"

"Yes. He told me his friends took him to the club that night. But how is it possible, Will? I'm absolutely sure that girl isn't Sheila. She's very different from Sheila."

"Wait around! Sheila knew you were going to the club that night. It means the girl you're with is really Sheila, right?"

"No Will... He said it after I confessed to him that night. I told him I betrayed him and slept with another girl. And I don't know who that girl is. I told him I would accept his son as my penance that night. And she suddenly claimed to be the girl" Marchel said, shaking her head. "Sheila is still unstable. He doesn't know what he's saying."

"You are her husband. Why don't you try to trust your own wife."

"How can I trust him? I know very well the girl I'm with isn't Sheila" Marchel said confidently. "Sheila is just a plain girl. She doesn't even know how to dress up. And the girl I was with... She's a very pretty girl."

"So you're gonna keep doing DNA tests?" willy asked with a nod of his head by Marchel. "But you know, right... DNA testing in an unborn child is at risk?"

"I knew..But I have no other choice. Several times I asked Sheila who was the father of the child she was carrying. I promised him I wouldn't get angry. But he still said it was my son."

"And what would you do if it turned out that the child Sheila was carrying was not your child? Are you going to divorce her?"

Marchel closed her eyes violently. "No! I promised him I'd try to accept the boy. Even if he's not my son. But my mother probably won't accept Sheila and her son. So I'm moving out. I'm looking for a house for both of us to live in. I can't let Sheila keep living in that rental house."

"Yes, that's better. You guys really need a new place." Willy sipped a cup of coffee that his house assistant had just brought him. "Take Sheila to the hospital, and we'll do a DNA test."

"alright. Soon I'll take her to the hospital."

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The day we were waiting for finally arrived. That morning, Marchel took Sheila to see Dr. Willy and a geneticist for DNA testing through an amniocentesis procedure that took amniotic fluid or amniotic fluid.

Willy's doctor also explained some things to the couple related to the process of DNA sampling. Seeing the look on Sheila's face that was so sad, made Willy heartless. Sheila could only bow her head, not a single word was spoken from her lips. However, from his face very clearly visible grate of sadness.

"The result will come out after 14 days" Willy said shortly after taking a sample of Marchel's blood.

"alright. Just give me a call," Marchel stood up from his seat. "Come on Sheila, I'll take you home."

"Pity of the boy. At a very young age, you have to experience all of this. He must be very depressed. Her own husband doesn't believe her. But why did he insist on saying the child in his womb was Marchel's son, whereas Marchel was so sure that it wasn't his, '" murmured Doctor Willy.

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Marchel clasped Sheila's fingers tightly. They had been in the car for a few minutes, but Marchel had not yet driven. They dissolve in each other's minds.

"Sheila, I'm sorry for everything that's happened to you lately. It's all my fault. I'll buy a new house for us to live in. I'm not leaving you again. You want to, right?"

Sheila did not turn back, only her eyes were glazed over, so Marchel pulled her into his arms. Sheila permeated the warmth of that embrace. The instinct of her indulgence as a pregnant woman who sometimes misses the figure of her husband makes her feel so sad. It could not be denied by her, that sometimes she missed her husband's embrace so much.

"I'm going back to the contract. Please take me."

Marchel kissed Sheila's forehead, stroking her hair. "Alright, but once I find a suitable home for us, you'll come with me, won't you?"

Again there is no truth. Sheila fell silent, holding back her tears.

*****

Meanwhile, in a room, a young man seemed to be sitting on a wheelchair, staring straight ahead of him. His mind had drifted far away, thinking of a girl he had sheltered for several months.

After the accident, the young man was paralyzed and had to sit in a wheelchair for months.

A gentle pat landed on his shoulder, he raised his head. My father just arrived home.

"Dad, have there been any hints of Qiandra's whereabouts?" ask Rayhan.

"Yet. Joe hasn't been able to trace his whereabouts. Until now we don't know where and how things are."

Rayhan let out a heavy sigh, regretting his present state of being unable to even do anything about it.

"He's out there alone, Dad! She's pregnant. Who's gonna keep him out there." Rayhan's getting restless.

"Calm down, Rey! We'll find him. Joe said her husband was back. He'll be looking for her too."

"I'll go look for him."

Rayhan's words made his father furrow an eyebrow. "Rey... Try to calm down. The safety of the Qiandra could be threatened if they were to be suspicious. We can't get a lot of people to look for him. They keep watching us. One step alone, Qiandra's life is at stake. Enough of your brother being a victim. They killed Shanum in a very subtle way. And you're almost a victim, too."

"But what about Qiandra, Dad? Why is Brother Joe so slow? Why isn't looking for one person all right?"

"Understand, Rey! Joe tried his best. We don't have any leads. Her phone number is off and she has no friends but you. Joe's been combing the city, but he hasn't been found yet. Now we can just keep looking for him."

Rayhan rubbed his face rough, trying to reduce the bad thoughts in his mind.

"Why should I be paralyzed like this, Dad?"

Mr. Arman rubbed his son's shoulder. "Go to Germany for treatment. You'll heal there faster."

"Then what about Qiandra if I leave? I promised Brother Shan I'd look after Qiandra. You know, Brother Shan loves the Qiandra."

"Yes. He was willing to sacrifice anything for Qiandra. But you need to be able to walk back, then you can take care of Qiandra."

Rayhan. Half his heart said no, but he desperately wanted healing in order to return to guard Qiandra, even if only from afar.

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