THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
WHATDOYOUWANT?

Arriving in the city of Klaten, Ara immediately asked the husband, if he wanted to eat a snack and some food that had been imprinted in his brain. Like someone who has never eaten for a week, Ara seems to eat the food she has ordered to Rais. However, again the incidence of nausea plus munta always occurs at the end of eating. All the stomachs come out.

"Judah is okay, the important thing is that Ummi has eaten whatever Ummi wants." Said Rais while gently kneading his wife's neck.

In contrast to yesterday, this time Ara seemed to want to stick directly in the arms of the husband, making Rais confused by the fault of the wife. Maybe so once, right? If someone is pregnant. The hormone cannot be predicted as to what it will be.

Arriving in the courtyard of the house, Ara appears to be asleep in the car. Rais immediately woke up so gently.

"Let's get up first, the bobo is in the dalem, Mi?" Rais. Make Ara's eyes open for a moment.

Just as the two of them got out of the car, another car entered the courtyard of the house. Rais and Ara seemed to throw eyes at each other, asking each other who was coming.

A wide, gelab-colored veiled woman came down from the car, making Rais' eyes palpable to see her. How not, the woman uses a stick to help support her body that looks so frail.

"Mair." Rais.

Ara looked deeply at Rais, then she exhaled. "See you, Bi. Ummi's going to rest." Ara jutek said, the woman passed by to open the door of her house and then headed for the room.

Rais followed Ara, "Ummi? Ummi jealous huh? Let's meet together. There's no way Abi found her himself." Pinta Rais to his wife.

While outside the house, it appears Mayra is still standing with the remnants of energy. He said his greetings with a hoarse voice.

Finally, mai did not want to, Rais immediately came out of the room with a sense of laziness.

"Waalaikumsalam, what's up, May?" Rais said without letting Mayra into the house.

"May wants to see Mas Rais. May miss Mas Rais." Lorih.

Mayra's words made Ara who was inside the room inflamed.

"You want what! Your ex is already married? Don't want you to marry someone who has a rich household!" Said Ara shouting from inside the room. Make Rais run to him.

"Ummi can't do that." Rais' words calm the wife's heart.

"Keep defending him! Ummi is just Abi's escape!" Ara ketus.

"Not that, Mi. Abi could not have neduain Ummi. We're talking to Mayra, yeah."

"No want! Why, Bi? He's here with his frail condition so what do you want? Want to make Abi iba?"

"immis? Don't do it ah. Pity his dedenya, later stress if Umminya angry gini. Come on now we're out, meet him both." Bujuk Rais's.

Lazily, Ara went out of the room to meet Mayra. It's true, Ara like not Ara before is full of meek, who always try to calm down and keep the word. This time, the beautiful woman looks jutek even reluctant to greet Mayra.

"You are doing you!" Ara said when dealing with Mayra on the veranda of the house.

Mayra looked furiously at the jutekan that Ara showed.

"Why not answer? What business is there here!" Continue Ara.

"Sorry May, what are you really here for?" Tymphal Rais's.

"May would like to speak with Mas Rais's eyes." Mayra replied without caring who was standing next to Rais.

"Hi! You are not polite, yes! I'm Rais's legal wife, you know?" Ara replied annoyed.

"Sorry, May. We have nothing to do with it. If you want to talk, just talk to me and my wife." Tymphal Rais's.

"Mbak Ara? Can you not be polite with me? I'm a guest." Mayra.

"Guests? But unfortunately, you're a guest we never invited." Answer Ara is getting tighter. "Abi? Ummi doesn't want to see him here. Make our child's prospective more willing to vomit look at him." Ara continued, then went inside the house.

"Prospective child? Masute___?"

"Yes, Ara's pregnant." Answer Rais. "You go home, I don't have time for you May. My wife needs more attention. I hope you won't bother us anymore."

"But, Mas?"

"Mayra can't escape Mas Rais!" Tukas Mayra, make Rais chuckle.

"Mayra ... Mayras. I am a husband of people. In fact, we'll have a child soon. It is not appropriate to speak like that to a man who has a wife."

"But May is convinced, Mas Rais is still in love with Mayra."

"Astagfirullah, May. Istigfar, you know religion, don't you, May? In our religion, we should never spoil the happiness of others, just for our own sake."

"But, Mas?"

"Go home. I hope you find the right man for you. Sorry May, my heart is only for my wife. Moreover, I want to devote only to my small family. I hope you understand what I tell you."

Mayra was bowed, her crutches as if fragile. His chest tightened instantly, his gaze getting dimmer. The world does not spin on its axis.

Bruukes.

Mayra fainted and fell on the porch of Rais' house. Inevitably, Rais had to help her. She carried Mayra to the sofa inside her house. Even with Ara, the woman who is now transformed like a lion does not necessarily let Mayra droop do over the sofa. He checked the state of beautiful gadia which now looks pale.

"Take warm water." Said Ara to Rais. "Just like eucalyptus on a nightstand, huh, Bi?" Shouted Ara to Rais who was already inside the kitchen room..

Ara was seen massaging her little legs, while practicing eucalyptus oil. The warm water he asked Rais, he made to compress Mayra's forehead which looked so hot.

Rais was moved to see this scene, he was so unexpected, if Ara would do that to Mayra. As if nothing had happened, Ara painstakingly compressed Mayra.

"Bring the basin in, Bi. We'll wait for Mayra to kiss."

A few minutes later, Mayra opened her eyes, her body so limp. Requires the girl to stay in her position.

"You're a fucking wean?" Said Ara smiling.

"Mister Ara?" Mayra lirih.

"Ehm .. You just fainted in front. So, Mas Rais brought you into the house."

"Where is Rais, Ma'am?" Ask Mayra.

"Sholate. How are you doing? Haven't you done it yet? Drink warm tea first, let the stomach acid not rise." Ara said while giving a warm tea to Mayra, not forgetting she smiled at Mayra.

"No Ma'am. Thanks." Thanks." Reject Mayra.

Ara exhaled, "May ... What exactly do you want from my family? Hasn't Mas Rais told you many times that he doesn't want to be in touch with you anymore? But ... Why are you still chasing him?" Speak at length Ara.

Mayra refused to answer Ara's question. The girl threw her gaze at the tile.

"I don't know who you are, but I'm sure you're a good woman, May. What do you think, if this happened to your household. Try you think? If your husband says you want to be taken by another woman. How you feeling?" Ara lirih. "Surely you will feel hurt, right? Moreover, plus you are carrying a child from your husband."

"We are different, Mother. Ma'am Ara can't compare who I am and Mabak is!" Answer May.

"Yes, it's different. Maybe your exams when you get married are even more amazing."

"May Mas Rais is still in love with each other."

Apparently the conversation of the two of them was heard by Rais from behind the door of the room. There was a sense of indignation enveloping Rais' heart. However, the man tried to suppress it. To her, Ara's tenderness could already represent her heart that only wanted to live with her.

"Why can you say that my husband loves you? What's the reason he wants to love you?"

Mayra fell silent, the girl tried to get up from where she was lying.

"Oh, yes, May. How do you not want to be sick. You just don't eat, not to mention your mind is chaotic." Added Ara smiling.