Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
DOCTOR HANDSOME

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"Khemm... Excuse me Doctor!" I pinched the Doctor's hand so-called events that she said wanted to check my heartbeat. But check the other part.

"Don't move, you'll get it wrong!"

His. I'm worried about this Doctor-Medicine drama myself. Since the beginning we were reunited again, that's when my Possessive Om began to be transformed into Doctor Priandi. Okay, I admit she took care of me. Better treatment than any doctor.

This one doctor, he has many kinds of examinations and treatment! Here, the drowsy patient will be given a hug and sung to sleep.

Skinny patients like me would be fed, with doses three times a day. Eat fruit in a special way in the afternoon.

Patients who are cold will be given a hug. The patient is chatty and disobedient will be punished by Mr. Doctor Handsome.

"His heart rate is normal!"

The doctor kept his ears out of front of my chest. That's how I check my heart rate every day.

"Let me check her body temperature first!"

He put his cheek on with my cheek that started to fill again. "Normal too!" muttered.

"Try the eyes!"

Holding back my smile I looked towards the Doctor who was about to check my eyes. Eye examination here is enough to settle Mr. Doctor Handsome.

"Right, I can see there's love there!"

Apaan. Even though I was a little annoyed, I kept quiet. And let this doctor finish his job.

"Everything is normal today. I've noticed your condition is getting better and better!"

He pretended to note something with a spoon in his hand.

"Oh yeah. I forgot to give you your sedative!" Warm embrace back she gave. Dear doctor Zidan called it a sedative.

"How do you feel?"

I smiled. Then I wrapped my hand around her waist.

"Much better, Doc. Thank you for taking care of me!"

"It's my duty as a doctor. But by the way, you should give me a little reward!" Doctor Zidan looked at me while playing his eyebrows.

"Yuuuu... What does this handsome Doctor Zidan want? What do you want in return?"

"Basic!" I pinched his stomach. Then I resumed my delayed activities because I was playing doctor with him.

Oh yea. I Until forgot. From that day on, Om Zidan decided to stay at Villa. It is for this reason that this Villa is a suitable place for my present condition. For a while, he just wanted me and him. So that he can focus on taking care of me. Until I choose as before.

For school matters, I actually resigned from the national exam. I made this decision while I was in Singapore. Because at that time, circumstances did not allow me to be able to focus on learning. And somehow, I've been hinting that I won't be able to take the national exam.

I told Om Zidan this too. And he's trying to respect my decision. Because it is true, conditions and circumstances are not on my side.

And about Mama. He took care of me for over a week. He always prepared a nutritious breakfast, lunch and dinner for me.

But because of the many responsibilities that Mama shouldered. My mom finally returned to Singapore. To this day, my relationship with my mom has improved. My mom always sends me messages or sometimes calls me. Just to ask the news.

And for Stella. Mama and Om Zidan have apologized for her. But without them apologizing. I forgave Stella first. Like I said before. Stella and I remain family, although to this day, she still can't accept that fact. Accept the fact that I am part of them. That I was his sister's wife.

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It was our custom to sit in the garden by the side, in the afternoon. Enjoy a plate of fruit in tranquility. Without interference from anyone.

"Darling!" Om Zidan poked my cheek. Asking me to look towards him. He never ran out of ways to take advantage of the atmosphere.

He bit off a piece of apple, then pointed the remaining piece on his lips towards me.

"Defense again!" I'm back to judging Om Zidan. By pulling his collar. There was a few more centimetres between my face and his. Our eyes met and glued to one meaningful gaze.

"You can't get away this time!" He pulled my waist back. Until my body hit the chest of his field.

With a sly smile Om Zidan lowered his head. Staring at me like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey.

Aaa.... Helpme! I can't deny him that!

Om Zidan really didn't give me any more escape. He locked my body. Do as he pleases with my body.

Said. It was enough that he held back from thinking about my condition. And now I'm fine. Therefore, he dared to act like this.

"Would you ask for more?"

"Please. Manda's yours!"

Aaaa. I told you, right. It was hard to refuse him. Coupled with her cute facial expression when asking. As a good girl. A good wife means. I can't bear it. Wkwkwk.

C'mon Om. Just gas!