The Doctor's Second Wife
Poisonous woman

Sweat dripped from his face, his eyes were reddish, several times he bit his lower lip, one bottle of cold mineral water was already drained of its contents.

"Dad if you use chili gaira - kira, pesesesan right now," Sarah nagged her father who looks overwhelmed with the spicy taste of rib soup on his bowl.

"When it was naroh sambelnya little," Call the doctor Damar.

"A little what, 3 tablespoons is a lot Well, if you know you eat a lot of chili - a lot of mothers must be angry, "Amar chimed in his father's words and then again enjoyed his order seafood fried rice.

I just shook my head at the behavior of the three of them, I was amazed by the closeness of Doctor Damar and his children, how the doctor Damar could calm Amar and Sarah in this situation. It is not easy to make a person's mood improve and doctor Damar looks successful in building the mood of his children, his son, they even seemed to enjoy eating lunch when a moment ago they cried and panicked to see the condition of his mother.

"Akira's aunt isn't eating,?" rebuke Amar to me who has not touched the food at all.

"Later the ribs are cold, said Auntie Akira's father did not like Sop rib cold," said Sarah.

"oh.iya, this new aunt wants to eat," I said as I scooped Sop ribs from the bowl.

"Mante thank you for letting us stay here" Sarah touched the back of my hand.

"Same - Same sarah, this is all that aunty can do for you," I replied.

"Tante still hasn't agreed to mother's request ,?" tanya Amar arrived - arrived, I glanced at Doctor Damar at a glance.

I put the spoon out of my hand and looked at Amar and Sarah alternately.

"Amar, Sarah. Now we focus first on the treatment of your mother, aunt sure madam Nadira will definitely recover," I said slowly, trying to convince them that Nadira's condition will improve.

"Mother coma aunt, "Sarah held her prank, her voice hoarse, I looked at Doctor Damar asking for an explanation.

"The growth of his cancer cells has expanded to suppress the central nervous system, now the medical team is focusing on restoring Nadira's consciousness, and keeping her condition stable during the coma," bright doctor Damar at length like he was lecturing to medical students.

"Then what is the chemotherapy, then,? is Nadira's mom inoperable,? madam Nadira can come to her senses again, right,?" my number in a row, I even look more panicked than Amar and Sarah who just fell silent, maybe these two children had received enlightenment from his father.

"The operation can't be done, it's too risky.., now the most important thing is that Nadira first realized," doctor Damar again answered my question.

Amar and Sarah glanced at Damar's doctor and then gave the code with their hands, Damar's doctor cleared his throat and handed me a long white envelope, "that's the letter my mother wrote yesterday, actually, I want to hand it over to my aunt" said Amar when the envelope was in my hand.

I moved to open the envelope, but it was prevented by Dr. Damar, "it's not just Akira's home," he said.

"oh. all right," I put the envelope in my bag.

After finishing lunch, we returned to the place where Nadira was treated, but because only one person was allowed to accompany , it was decided that I, Sarah and Amar returned home while the doctor Damar accompanied him.

*******

Almost midnight but my eyes still did not fall asleep, I headed to the balcony of the room enjoying the night breeze that blew as hard, the cold pierced my skin, and I went to the balcony, I breathed as much oxygen - a lot in the hope that fresh air could slightly reduce the pulse in my head .

drrtt..drrtt.., I walked to the little table where I had put my phone..

"New number," I looked back at my phone screen and shifted the green sign up.

"Assalamualaikum, "I replied.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," a heavy voice answered from across the street.

"Sorry who is this with?" I asked, still with a standing position next to the small table earlier.

"Doctor Damar, "His reply. " Can meet for a minute, I'm waiting in the guest room," he added, then disconnected the phone.

"Oh again he hung up the phone without waiting for an answer, really impatient," I kept nagging because the umpteenth time doctor Damar disconnected the phone with me without waiting for an answer or just a base - stale to say thank you or "well already, you absurd old man.

" it's Oma and Grandpa," Damar pointed to the pair of men and women who did look old.

"This is Aunt Dina and her husband, Om Rudi "Now Sarah continued to introduce , there is only one other woman whose age is not much different from me, "that's Aunt Mila, her sister's mother," added Damar closed this sudden introductory session.

"Hm..Introduce this Akira, "doctor Damar watching me introduce myself, they looked at me and gave me a thin smile, except Mila who looked indifferent as if she did not care.

"So she's Mas Damar's second wife, then,?" asked Mila while throwing a cynical look at me.

"We're not married yet" I replied firmly.

"Really,?" I suspect you were targeting Mas Damar from a long time ago, then now the temples are present in the middle of their families," he accused again without feeling.

"You talk Mila, I respect you as my sister-in-law but I won't let you cross the line" Doctor Damar said sternly, his eyes staring intently at his sister-in-law.

"Hmm. You better sit down, Nak Damar, Nak Akira, please sit down first," The old man who introduced Amar as Grandfather mediates the debate of doctors Damar and Mila, who, I followed Doctor Damar and sat down next to Sarah.

"Before, We apologize for the words of our son Mila who has offended you" he said, "

"all of us here are here to thank you for accompanying our granddaughter over the past few days" he continued.

"Why apologize to her, she's an actor who disguises herself as a good woman" Mila interrupted again.

I was still silent, patiently waiting for the continuation of Grandpa's words regardless of Mila's discordant voice.

"We've heard from Damar and our grandchildren about Nadira's will to marry you to Damar ,"

"but I haven't decided anything yet" I quickly interrupted what my grandfather knew was Nadira's father after getting a whisper from Sarah earlier.

"Nadira's condition is getting worse, the disease is getting more widespread and spread, it is likely that Nadira will not be re-conscious" continued grandfather again.

" We sincerely ask Akira for an answer about the wishes of our Son Nadira, This can no longer be delayed," Grandfather sighed heavily, then grabbed the hand of his wife who was already crying softly.

"But I don't want to be the third man sir, I don't want to be honey to Nadira or any woman" I said firmly. "Before Ms. Nadira fell into a coma I had already confirmed this and she agreed to it, "my words again corroborated my previous statement.

"So, you mean you'll only get married if Nadira's already..." Grandpa paused his words.

"If Madam Nadira really - really can not accompany doctor Damar as a wife," I connect the sentence paused grandfather.

"Cih, so you mean you're praying for my brother to die huh,??!, you can't wait to marry Mas Damar, right,? just tell me, you jablai woman," again - again the woman with the poison tongue chimed in, her mouth really - really never schooled.

"No, I just keep Nadira's mother until she is healed, there will be no one who can fill Nadira's position as the wife of doctor Damar now, not me nor any other woman," I gave an affirmation while smiling cynically at Mila, I suspected that Nadira's sister put her heart on Doctor Damar, I could see a full look of desire in her eyes every look at Doctor Damar, he said, this woman seems to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, my inner self.

Suddenly I feel excited, getting accusations and insults from others makes me challenged, well I decided to serve this one woman, we just see how far she is able to face me.

"She doesn't know who Akira is yet, every day I face off against lawbreakers, from small-time criminals to big-time criminals, from mosque sandal thieves to jewelry store robbers, he said, from brawlers between gangs to cold-blooded hitmen.." . My head was suddenly filled with shadows of people with the face of the roar, without a smile and tattooed all over the body but with hands opening page after page of scripture in his lap so gently" My smile grew considering the Citizens of My House.

"Hehh.Why are you smiling, it seems you've imagined being Damar's mistress, haven't you?" accuse Mila again.

"Mila, stop it, you've gone too far" said Om Rudi, who was silent.

" Oh, so you're all defending her, defending this obscure woman, huh,?" Mila pointed - pointed at me, I who was trying my hardest to be patient increasingly provoked emotions.

Hot Eve increasingly felt in this minimalist living room, even though the air conditioning has been set at the coldest number.

I stared intently at the poison-tongued woman, weighing what lesson I was going to give her, I had so many tricks to knock her out, and it seemed like I was going to start slowly and slowly, the slower the longer it hurts, right???!!