Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 212's

"Ish, just a suggestion.'' Nicho.

"Whoi!!! Noisy, there's still a fire in the window." Al slapped their backs with a hose. After all, in situations like this, fighting is not clear.

Afraid of Al's nagging, they immediately rushed back to help.

The fire had burned the door and the wooden window. Sayup I heard the sound of people asking for help.

"Please.... Pl-please.... I'm inside!'' the voice sounded hoarse, but Hans who was near the door that had been burnt and the fire had begun to decrease, immediately kicked the door board with a single kick had not collapsed.

Hans who was wearing the sarong felt complicated, and immediately folded the sheath slightly over the ankle. He kicked the door again with all his might and instantly collapsed inward when it arrived Al helped kick with his foot as well.

Ash flew in the air along with the fall of the door.

"Thank you, Al." Hans ran inside, without using any safety.

The cannon that saw her husband enter the burning dormitory, made her anxious. The cannon ran closer to the location.

"Which cannon, where are you going?'' shout Leni.

"Aish, the new bride can't see her husband in such an astonishing condition." Clara commented.

"You're a new bride, too, Clar. There follow Clinton as well." Yesline tease.

Clara just grinned. "I'm a bride halfway."

Azka and Chloe are clinging to their mother.

"Are you scared, brother Azka?" chloe asked arrived.

Azka glanced at Chloe for a moment and replied.

"No, just panic. My papa will be able to extinguish the fire. He's good at driving fire." Azka answered with a little length.

"Emang Om Al works as a firefighter huh?'' ask Chloe again.

"No, my dad is a doctor. Did you forget?"

"Lah, earlier brother Azka said that Om Al is good at dispelling fire, what dong if not a fireman."

Azka smiled broadly, revealing her dimples that made her look even cooler.

"I mean, Dispelling the flames of my mama's anger," Azka's reply instantly made Chloe nod in understanding, smiling. For a moment he began to forget the fear and panic that he had previously felt because of Azka's joke just now.

The room was filled with smoke and the rest of the fire was still attached to curtains, chairs and objects that could burn. Hans covered his nose with his arm.

"Who's inside?'' hans shouted as he continued walking towards the room and kitchen. He was looking for someone who asked for help.

UHUK!

UHUK!

"Who is that?'' hans yelled again. He ran to the bathroom, there was Vishnu who was lying in the bathroom with his legs hit by the door that collapsed due to the explosion.

"Oh my goodness, Vishnu!" peekik Hans was surprised. He immediately lifted the bathroom door and placed it somewhere else. Vishnu's feet were bleeding, he was grimacing in pain. But his body survived the fire because it blocked the door.

"Here, I'll help you." Hans grabs Vishnu's hand and punches him to walk out. Hans' eyes circled around, indeed the cause of this fire was the explosion of a gas cylinder.

"Thank you" he said half-heartedly.

"same. You calm down, the fire has been extinguished." Hans tried to calm Vishnu, who knows because being at close range when the explosion made him so shocked.

"I'm fine. No need to worry."

Hans manages to get Vishnu out of the dormitory.

Looking at Hans who was smashed with charcoal, the Cannon immediately rushed over to him.

"Are you okay, Mom?" asked the Cannon staring at Hans anxiously. Hans rubbed the Cannon's head gently and smiled, now every day there will be women who worry about the safety of his life.

"Mas, it's good. Are you scared, huh?" search Hans to the Cannon who suddenly hugged him.

Vishnu smiled wryly, he climbed onto the stretcher. Someone called the ambulance, so Vishnu will be taken to the hospital, his parents have been contacted. There were two Ustad who delivered Vishnu. Some pesantren managers have conditioned the panic of the students. Only a few Ustad and Santri remained monitoring in front of the guest dormitory. It was fortunate that the fire was quickly dealt with, so it did not seep anywhere.

The man has twice made a pesantren.

"You turned out to be a crybaby as well huh, '' Hans said as he looked at the sobbing Cannon in his arms. The cannon hit Hans in the chest slowly.

"You are evil, my worried time is said to be crybaby" protested Cannon.

Hans cupped the Cannon's face with both hands.

"My dear... My love..... Thanks for worrying, but I'm okay. Already yes do not cry, later in thought your father I what other things." Cannon smiled happily, he wiped his wet eyes.

"Well, that's pretty." Hans menoel Cannon's nose.

"I am beautiful" said Cannon smiling.

Netra Hans looked at his beautiful and adorable wife.

"Yes. You are indeed beautiful. As beautiful as an angel. I'm not lying, it's true and real. I'll take care of you, love. Keep making me love drunk like this."

The cup!

Hans kissed the cannon frown. Their eyes were staring at each other and full of love.

While Al who was still waiting in front of the guest dorm stared at Hans and Caniam who were staring at each other lovingly, Gabriel cleared his throat interrupting their romance.

"The world seems to belong to both of them, we just contract. Come on, go home yuk. Rather than being diced." said Gabriel.

Hans and Cannon turned their heads and smiled in embarrassment.

"You want to go straight to the airport? You guys face kuel, shower first gih, '' said Hans.

"This could be evidence later in heaven that we were willing to sacrifice our lives to help so many students that no one would get hurt." Clinton answered proudly.

"Yes, no need to take a shower, so Clara does not want to take her husband again because it smells like a goat." Nicho's lips were greeted with laughter from Gabriel but also boxing from Clinton.

"Aw...sick, evil is you, Bro! Clara!'' Nicho shouted like a child who was complaining to his mother because of his naughty friend's jaili.

Suddenly, Clinton closed her face in shame to have an absurd friend like Nicho, Age is broken but still like a boy!

Give it to you, Cho.