Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Willy's indigestion

Birds chirping with each other welcome the arrival of morning. Dew soaking the leaves complemented the beauty of that morning. Sunlight began to peek through the window slit.

Sheila was still so comfortable curled up under the covers. His entire body was sore from the actions of Marchel who attacked him blindly, without words of mercy.

Last night Marchel completely forgot herself. As if there was no tomorrow, the man enjoyed his second night like a fidelity. Marchel was astonished, what was with him that continued and continued to want it, even though Sheila was tired of dealing with it.

The clockwise direction was eight in the morning when Marchel entered the room with a tray filled with breakfast. He stroked his wife's hair affectionately, then kissed her forehead.

"Good morning, honey!" he said with a smirk that sucks for Sheila.

"Hemm.." short, solid and clear answer. Describe how upset he is. The woman pursed her lips cutely, making Marchel so anxious.

"Darling... I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me either. I can't help it."

"Sister Marchel said it wouldn't hurt. And what proof? I feel more pain than that day."

"Is it really that sick?" marchel asked with a nod of Sheila's head, "try here I check." Waving the thick blanket Sheila was wearing.

"Eh, what do you want?" Sheila covered her body with a blanket.

"Here I check, he said sick." Pull back the blanket and flick the dress pajamas Sheila was wearing.

"No way!" Sheila held back Marchel's hand trying to pull her pajamas.

"Why really? Here I look!"

"I'm ashamed. Anyway I don't want to! Mr. Marchel is a cardiologist not a venerealist."

Marchel raised an eyebrow at Sheila's words. "What if I'm not a genitals expert? I can't check it? I just want to see Sheila, scuffed or not!"

"No way!" This time Sheila raised her voice.

"All right, then I'll just massage ya. Wanna?" tawar Marchel softened his voice.

"No want! That must be mode!"

The man let out a long sigh, kneading his forehead with one finger. "All right, then breakfast first. I'm bribe!" Without saying much more, Marchel grabbed Sheila's body, carrying her to the bathroom. "Wash your face, brush your teeth, then have breakfast!"

Sheila closed the bathroom door and stood in front of a large mirror. Looked at her reflection in the mirror. He flicked his pajamas and examined every part of his body where so many red marks left Marchel. Sheila was confused to count the numbers.

"Why so much?" Turn his body in front of the mirror. Even on the back there are a lot of red marks. And most annoyingly, just walking hurts. "He must be crazy. Why am I so afraid of him. How about tonight she asks again. Aaa... No no! I don't want to."

The woman sat in a chair in front of the large mirror while looking at her reflection. His face until red hue considering the activities of last night. Marchel was very sexy to him, but rather scary.

"At first it was good, but over time it hurt." Sheila thought about it.

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Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The sound of knocking on the door made Sheila jump.

"Darling ... What are you doing inside? Why so long."

"Just a second!" Hurriedly, Sheila washed her face with water several times to feel refreshed.

And after that, get out of the bathroom with a frowning face.

"Why?" marchel asked as he looked at Sheila's face which seemed to be still upset.

"Take a look at this, this, this and this!" Sheila pointed to one part of her body with a red mark. "Why did Brother Marchel make a mark like this? I'm embarrassed to see people!"

"I don't want to go out today!" grouse Sheila.

"All right, in the room. But don't be angry anymore. I'm sorry" she said, rubbing Sheila's hair. "Later I give you the ointment so that the marks quickly disappear."

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"Today you're not going anywhere, are you?" marchel asked as he put a piece of bread into Sheila's mouth.

"Not anywhere. I want to rest at home" he replied with a mouthful of bread.

"All right, I'm going to the hospital for a second. I have to see Willy."

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just need to make sure of something." Giving Sheila a glass of juice. "Don't forget this after breakfast drink!" Designate a small bottle.

"What is it?"

"Vitamins only." Marchel went to the closet, took the jacket from there. "I'll go first." Marchel gave an affectionate kiss on the forehead before finally coming out of the room.

*****

Upon arrival at the hospital, Marchel headed straight to his uncle's room. In front of the room were several patients who were waiting. Marchel just walked in.

"There's a newlywed. Was your night fun?" ask Willy without sin, while tidying up his desk. He was getting ready to start his work.

Marchel sat on a chair with a suspicious look. His gaze was very intimidating, making Willy feel like laughing. He had guessed what his friend meant.

"What pills did you give me last night?"

Willy was like the air to hear his best friend's question.

Marchel recalls last night when Sheila was putting Chella to sleep, asking Willy for help to prepare for a beautiful second night. With great pleasure, Willy came bearing some objects, such as therapeutic fragrance candles and also flowers to sow on the floor. Before returning home, Willy forced Marchel to take a pill. Even Marchel had no idea what kind of pill Willy had given her.

"What happened, really? Well, your second night must have been amazing..." He started teasing his friend. "You must be very friendly, right? Haha, I imagined it."

Marchel throws the tissue box at Willy and hits his chest. "Don't imagine my wife!"

"All right..." Lifting both his palms while giggling to himself. "It's just a vitamin!"

"Vitamins?"

"You're a doctor, don't you know what pill I gave you?"

Marchel shook his head softly, "Indeed, did I get to see the shape of the pill? You just put it in my mouth, right?" Hearing Marchel's words made Willy laugh out loud to the point of stomach pain. He tried several times to stop his laughter when he saw Marchel's growling face, but still could not. Laughter just comes out without being controlled.

"It's a powerful drug! I'm afraid your second night will fail, so I'll give it to you."

The duarrrrr!!!

Marchel's face turned upset to realize the ignorance of his best friend. It was only fitting that he attacked Sheila mercilessly, to the point of wonder what was with him. Willy sometimes gives Marchel a crazy idea when approaching Sheila.

"Oh my goodness, I deserve it...."

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SERIATE

Jiaaahhhh the Marchel, The first night of drink victims, The second night of devil pill victims 😂🤣