Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 87's

Hans grabbed Clinton and took her out while closing the door. After closing the door, Clinton gawked ahead of Hans who was still smiling an indistinct smile of his own.

" Buruan, Later the satanic spectator waiting for the room !!! " clintinton said Hans was surprised.

" What ??? Seriously are you ??? " said Hans in panic and ran after Clinton.

It's Clinton, she likes to play people. Its nosiness is not curvature. Clinton chuckled when she found out Hans was walking so fast.

" Fuck you coward!!! Callista likes brave men !!! " attack Clinton yelling for Hans to hear. But there was no response and Hans' response made Clinton start to wonder when there was no word of mouth.

" Where is the boy ??? "

Clinton's head was flailing around, glancing in all directions, but neither did he find Hans. He slowly went down the stairs. Pulling out his phone that suddenly rang.

Just now her feet were about to step on the last rung of stairs but Clinton was startled by a white shadow passing in front of her. The phone he was holding fell to the floor. The screen broke on several sides.

" Jeez, you fucking ghost !!! Shit !!!! Gone didn't say say !!! " his curse was upset while crouched picking up his cracked and damaged cell phone.

" Who's been calling, Aish .... Because of Hant...... '' Clinton grumbled.

Just now his head was about to turn towards the shadow that passed him earlier, arriving in front of Clinton there was a white-faced figure, red eyes with a few scratches wound around his face. Because of his shock, tibuh Clinton until strayed back, his back hit the wall.

His hand felt his body throbbing pain, like there was a bruise. He recalled the figure he had seen earlier, with slightly narrowed eyes. Clinton dared to look back at the figure beside the stairs. Without feeling, his body trembled because for a lifetime he had never seen a ghost. It was wrong what He did today that He saw the creature.

Clinton rubbed her face violently, She was scared. He walked around snuggling the precipice about to peek at something on the stairs. His heart feels like it has been broken. Cold sweat filled his forehead. Clinton's breathing was already irregular, Just now He wanted to look down the stairs, From the opposite direction Hans came out of the kitchen with a glass of cold orange juice.

" What the hell are you ??? " ask Hans who's standing next to Clinton.

" a ... Ee .. "what happened Clinton replied, taking the juice from Hans' hand and gulping it down. Hans tried to hide his face which was holding his laugh.

" Rasain !!! " murmurm Hans.

Many times Clinton still looked down the stairs curiously, her fingers scratching her head that did not itch.

" Maybe I saw it wrong" Clinton murmured.

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Yesline threw the paper in his hand into the corner of the room, There was a strange feeling that bothered him.

" You should have woken me up, Mas. " muttered Yesline and grabbed his phone directly to Al but the number could not be reached. Yesline tried it many times.

Not long after, Mama and Leni came and knocked on Yesline's room door. He who was still in his pajamas inched down from the bed, came to the door and opened it.

" Morning, Darling .. "greet her Mama and immediately embrace Yesline. Al must have told them to come. The nature of Al who likes to throw Yesline to guard and be with People makes Yesline feel annoyed and angry. He began to wonder what important affairs made him willing to leave himself in their comfort.

Leni noticed the look on Yesline's agitated and moody face. Like knowing what's being thought.

" There may be work, Yes" said Leni to calm him down.

" Dear, don't worry. Tomorrow at most Al is back. She did not feel at home for long, You. "said her mother stroked her hair.

Yesline is still flinching. His mind would not accept what he had just heard. This time for some reason, Yesline thought otherwise.

" You take a shower, yeah, breakfast trus. Then we went around again, "his mother said, drawing Yesline's hand, leading him to sit in bed. Yesline is still daydreaming.

" Dear ???? " call her mother and her hand caress Yesline's hair.

" Yes, Ma" answered Yesline trying to smile. While Leni who stood next to him had memorized the nature of Yesline. Being left behind like this must have made him unsettled.

" Hurry to take a shower, get in the afternoon." ask Mama again.

Yesline nodded, Slowly walking towards the bathroom. He was thinking about Al.

That day, Yesline obeyed everything his mother said. He followed her wherever she went and received all the things she bought for him. However, his mind was still on Al.

Until night falls, Mama and Leni offer to accompany him to sleep but Yesline refuses. He wants to be alone.

" all right. You rest, Yes ... ??? "

Yesline nodded and led his mother and Leni to the door. While walking to bed, Yesline tried to return to contact Al but could not be reached.

" Why can't Mas Al be contacted ??? Where the hell are you ??? " groan while looking at his phone.

He remembered Clinton and immediately tried to contact her. Shortly thereafter, Clinton received a call from Yesline. Yesline was about to speak but He paused when suddenly Clinton's voice called Someone.

" Callista !!!! Here here, Ngumpul together, There is Aaa .. "arriving a disconnected connection. Yesline knows what Clinton's words are.

There was sadness in Yesline's heart, the jealousy He felt. If they used to be Husband Wives, There's jealousy too but it doesn't feel this sick. Al left it in Bangka and went to Jakarta just for something to do with Callista.

" But what ??? You have heart, Mas !!! "

Thinking about it made Yesline's chest tight.

" You left without saying goodbye, and your phone could not be reached. You don't think about my feelings. You even always leave me to People People like stuff !!! In your heart, what do you think of me, Mas ??? " isak Yesline's. His heart screamed.

" Leni, I need to go back to Jakarta. Please take care of my flight. But please don't let Mama know. Everyone don't know. I assume you're like my own family. Please help me. Don't ask me why, you must know what I feel, Len.. "

Yesline sent a message to Leni's number. He straightened his body and breathed his breath and wiped his tears.

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" Done !!!! " clintinton's cry arrived, his voice deliberately slowed down. He did not want Callista who walked towards him to hear that. But being too slow, Al could not hear it either.

The man was still focused on looking at Callista, After hearing the footage from Clinton, he seemed very guilty of what happened with Callista. He felt sorry for that woman.

" Witch why ??? " ask Hans who is sitting next to Clinton. They sat in a circle in the courtyard of Al's house, lighting the fireplace in the middle while burning corn. Al sat a little far away from them. Then Callista arranged his seat near Al.

Clinton slightly poked her body to whisper something to Hans. Hearing what Clinton said made Hans gasp.

" This is really bad !!!! Because you will have a second war !!! " sahut Hans.

Not panicking, she's happy. Finally there is a blemish between Al and Yesline. She forgot a few hours earlier, She praised Callista's beauty. Now back to expecting Yesline.

Basic is Hans, Plipan. Wherever there is an opportunity, it will be struck.

" That's why. I told you Al first. Biat He can anticipate" Clinton said.

" Heemm" replied Hans who was starting to be lazy because Clinton did not understand his feelings.

" O !!! "

" Clin !!! "

They call each other, but Al gets ahead of Hans to talk.

" I need to talk to Callista. You two can go first" Al said, confusing Clinton.

" But Al, there's a penn.... "

" What the hell ?? Can't be told to go straight away !!! don't ask too many questions !!! You should know his condition. I need to talk to Callista, so you guys can go now !!! " al snapped sniffily, staring fiercely at Hans and Clinton.

" Yes has .... It's up to you !! " turried Clinton a little upset.

" Just leave it. We go now, "give Hans.

" I'm not going to take responsibility if anything happens. "

They leave Al and Callista. Hans went into the house, followed by Clinton.

Al turned his body to look at Callista. Looking into his eyes, there was a lot of sadness there. Al knew, this time Callista was really sad.

His eyes were still red, doubtfully Callista was about to lean his head on Al's shoulder. But He remembered, They're not Husband Wives anymore, and Al definitely won't allow it. Callita would not make Yesline misunderstand if he saw them.

Al seemed to be able to catch Callista's body language. He reacts differently. Sitting next to the front-facing Callista, Al now knows that Callista needs someone. He has no one else to share his grief with except himself.

" Tell me !!! I'll hear all your stories tonight " said Al without turning to look at Callista.

Callista looked at Al still in disbelief. Al patted his shoulder again.

" Don't think much. Lean back if you need a backrest. I'm not going to offer a second time" Al said.

With hesitation Callista brought his head closer and leaned on Al's shoulder. He also grabbed Al's arm, then cried there. Al is trying to understand. Her tongue stroked the elus of Callista's arm to calm down. Callista's body shook slightly due to his cries.

" I know Om Erwin is evil, but I didn't think that He manipulated the death of my Parents" Callista said. He swiped his wet nose against Al's sleeves and Al was silent. He still listened. Looking straight ahead, through the darkness of the night.

" He did so only because of Grandfather's inheritance which was mostly given to Papa and my Mama. He is truly cruel!!! " he said as he gripped Al's sleeve.

" But the most painful thing is the fact that the truth that I've believed in for years has turned me into a bad guy and has to ruin our relationship. I even lost you, everything is a lie !!! He made me a very despicable doll, I want to kill him with my own hands !!! " callista screams. He spilled it all.

Al still did not respond. He still let Callista let out his annoyance.

" Fucking Erwin !!! Bastard !!! You are also a bastard, Al !!! She almost fucked me !!! ...... "