The Doctor's Second Wife
Cake Tiramisu.

Today is our second day in the city of M, Amar and Sarah are gone from the morning, they are finishing some business on the campus, I have prepared to the hospital , I decided to leave alone by online taxi if waiting for Amar could be even kesorean.

"I leave bi Uti, "I said after being reviewed.

"Awhile ma'am, the master said that Akira was leaving just like you," explained bi uti.

"Loh, isn't Dr. Damar at Bi Hospital,?" ask me because I know he's staying there.

"so early in the morning you go home ma'am, all shower and breakfast," explained bi uti again, the middle-aged woman chose to stop for a moment to be done - done.

I stepped back into the house, "Thank you bi," I said.

I waited for almost an hour but Doctor Damar was not seen yet, I looked at my wrist clock at 10:30.

"Hufft.don't don't he fall asleep in his room, instead" I'm tired of starting to think negatively.

"Sorry to wait a long time Akira," Doctor Damar stepped quickly while fixing the buttons of his clothes that were not yet installed perfectly.

"it's okay, doc, not too long ago," I tried to put on a smile.

"Then we're leaving now,"

"Well.." I followed his steps forward, there Mr. Aswin was standing next to the car with bi uti.

"We left first, " said Dr. Damar.

"yes, sir." replied Mr. Aswin and bi uti, I bowed my head as I passed the couple.

The streets of Kota seem deserted today, in addition to being still in PPKM status also because on holidays like this people spend more time walking or cycling around the beach, sport center and town square, " Car Free Day" cool slogan.

Along the way we were silent, doctor Damar focused on the street in front of me while I was busy with my own thoughts, I looked at the middle-aged man next to me, for a man who was 52 years old he still looked handsome, he was still, strong jaw, white skin, jet black eyeballs, nose and muscles - muscular body that is stocky, I believe he must apply a healthy lifestyle, exercise and nutritious eating.

"huhh.I sighed, I don't know what God is preparing for me so that now I have to be in this situation, I feel like a third party in someone else's household.

Citt. The squeaking sound of the car tire resuscitated my daydream, I saw that Doctor Damar had opened the door and walked around.

"We had coffee first," I squinted confused eyes when Doctor Damar also opened the car door for me, he could - he usually took me to coffee when his wife was being treated at the hospital.

"It's better to go straight to the hospital alone, doc.bu Nadira is waiting" I refused.

"Just for a second,"

Without waiting for my answer doctor Damar has stepped into a cafe designed urban style, black and ash dominate with a little wood accents that give the impression of warm and homey.

"Please Miss Akira," Doctor Damar pulled a chair for me.

"Thank you Doctor Damar, " I said.

"Damar.Call Damar, "he said.

"oh, well.if you call me Akira, do not try to use the "mommy" appendage," I also do not want to lose.

"hehe..Okay Akira please sit down, "doctor Damar again told me to sit down.

Doctor Damar and I sat facing each other, actually I felt uncomfortable, this was the first time I sat alone with a man I just met, usually I go with a friend or Ziko.

After ordering a drink, we fell silent again, I saw him knocking on the end of the table with his nails, maybe he was nervous like me.

"Hm.. Akira, are you really going to accept my wife's offer,?" he finally voiced out with the right question without a base - stale .

" Call as comfortable as you are Akira,"

"well, here's the doc, actually I still haven't made any decisions, there are still many things to consider" I said.

"Is it because I'm too old,?"he looked me in the eye.

"Hmm. honestly it's also one of the points of consideration doc, but that's not the main point," I chose to be honest with him , sometimes people say that age is not a problem but the difference in age that is far away will certainly make the way people look and behave differently so that it can be a trigger for problems later.

"Then,?" she asked again, still with her eyes on me.

"I don't want to be the third person, I don't want people to assume that I am a thorn in the doctor's household and Miss Nadira" he said.

"There is no need to hear the words of the Akira people, You , me and the children know what really happened "Let the Doctor Damar.

"heh.if the talk of people only reaches the two of us it does not matter, but the speech of people will certainly also reach the ears of Ziko and my parents, too, I can't ignore their feelings just to help the family of the doctor and Miss Nadira" I said . I looked at him right at his jet-black dinetra, wanting to make it clear that I wouldn't risk hurting my son's feelings.

"Nadira's condition is decreasing, yesterday he fainted several times even this morning when he woke up he no longer recognizes me," doctor Damar let down his voice, his net glazed.

I was quite surprised to hear the descendant, yesterday Nadira's mother looks still good even though weak, but Nadira's mother is still in full consciousness.

"I Know, My wife is too selfish, she wants you to take responsibility for taking care of me and the children without considering your feelings and your family" Dr. Damar said, his tone already sounded a bit casual, not formal anymore like before.

"I'm sorry, doc" instead of me not wanting to help, it's just that I want everything done well and openly , I don't want anyone out there to judge me and my family badly." I reaffirmed my wish.

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"That means if everything is done well and openly, Akira agrees?" doctor Damar asked, now his eyes look at me expectantly, I nod my head, I pray in my heart that this is the right decision.

"I'll call Sarah for details, while let's all focus on Akira's treatment," I finished my speech and took a sip of my favorite vanilla latte.

I saw Doctor Damar smile, his lips are pink natural make me envious, how can a 52-year-old man have such sexy lips, even my lips lose sexy to him, how can a 52-year-old man have such sexy lips, he must never have smoked a cigarette, my inner self.

We left the cafe after ordering a box of "cheese cake" for Nadira's mom.

"this is," the doctor Damar thrust a mini-sized box of cookies at me, I looked at him with wonder because I had seen he had placed a large box of cakes into the back seat.

"what is this,?" ask her.

"Open up Akira, may my guess be correct" replied Doctor Damar, the more curious I opened the white cake box with a pink ribbon on my lap.

"Wowww.." involuntarily my eyes sparkle, a heart-shaped cake with a sprinkling of cacao and 2 cherries as a sweetener.

"How does the doctor know I like Tiramisu cake,?" ask my doctor Damar who is installing a seat belt.

" Just guess, "the answer is flat..

"Do Akira know what Tiramisu means,? ask her.

"Hmmm...Coffe,?? I replied origin, all this time I never wondered what it meant , I just really liked the taste.

"Search on google, later tonight just send the answer to my WA" said Doctor Damar, the corner of his lips interested in forming a sweet smile.

I snorted, "What a hard thing is to stay answered, why it must be difficult - hard to find digoogle," I mumbled even though I knew that Doctor Damar must have heard me.

"For you to have a reason to call me tonight" he said flatly with eyes that had focused on the streets.

I round my eyes to hear his words, it seems like the middle aged man beside me is possessed, yesterday - yesterday he was acting ice-cold and frugal to talk, now he is very happy to prank me.