Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Meet with Mr. Arman

Mr. Arman is closing in on Sheila. The middle-aged man smiled as he gently rubbed the girl's head, making Sheila look down in embarrassment.

"What's your name, son?" ask Mr. Arman.

"She-Sheila, Sir!" sheila replied timidly, not daring to stare at the figure of the middle-aged man who seemed so fierce.

"Don't be afraid. I am the owner of this hospital. If that girl bothers you, you can tell me. I'll scold him."

Sheila ventured up her head, looking at Mr. Arman's smiling face in a friendly direction.

Who is this father? Is his position higher than Maya's mother? Maya was immediately frightened when this father scolded her. Inner Sheila

"Thank you, sir. But it's okay. I don't want to cause any trouble. Moreover, Maya's mother is the head of this hospital. That I..." Sheila hangs up her words, not daring to continue, considering Marchel's position as one of the doctors working at the hospital - who might get into trouble if he messes with Maya.

Realizing that Sheila seemed to be worried about thinking about something, Mr. Arman tried to calm the girl. "It's okay... Don'worry. If I had reprimanded him, he wouldn't have dared to mess around. Oh, yep... What are you doing sitting here alone?"

"I'm waiting for Doctor Marchel."

"Doctor Marchel?" mr. Arman asked followed by a nod by Sheila. The middle-aged man then examined Sheila's face, then was so shocked when he saw the little girl's forehead was wrapped in medicinal plaster. Suddenly the look of worry was drawn on his face.

"Why's your silence?"

Sheila felt the gauze clad in her forehead, then shook her head slowly.

"It's okay, sir. Just hit it at school. Doctor Marchel has treated him."

"Thank God." Mr. Arman then took Sheila to sit in the park chair. "You went to Pelita Harapan High School, huh?"

"Yes, third grade..."

"Do you have many friends at your school?" Mr. Arman looks so relaxed chatting with Sheila.

"No, I only have one friend named Rayhan. At school no one wants to be friends with me" Sheila replied innocently. The look on Mr. Arman's face turned sad to hear Sheila's answer. .

"Why?"

"I shouldn't have gone to school there. My late brother forced me to go in there. There are only rich kids in school and they all have cool lives. That's why no one wants to be friends with me." Shameless, Sheila answered all Mr. Arman's questions.

"Then let's be friends! I'm gonna be your best friend?" Mr. Arman raised his little finger. And for the first time, Sheila felt no shame in talking to someone she just met. Sheila immediately linked her pinky finger to Mr. Arman.

"I am very happy to meet you today" said Mr. Arman.

"me too. Anyways... Is your position higher than Maya's mother? I saw Maya was so scared."

Mr. Arman laughed a little. Talking to a girl as innocent as Sheila seems to be a lot of fun. "If I wanted to, I could fire him right now."

GLAKES!

Sheila froze, painstakingly swallowing her saliva.

Why am I so brave talking to this man. Means his position is higher than his mother Maya. Especially Brother Marchel. Inner Sheila.

"Why?" asked Mr. Arman disperse the reverie of Sheila.

"Hehe, it's okay," he replied, looking down in shame.

Not long after, Marchel came after fulfilling her obligations to the patient.

"Sheila, sorry to keep you waiting..." Marchel's voice called, but the doctor immediately fell silent when he saw Sheila was with Mr. Arman. "Sir Arman..." Marchel lowered her head a sign of respect.

"Ah, Doctor Marchel... Long time no see. I'm talking to this little lady."

Marchel glanced at Sheila at a glance, then again showed her faint smile at Mr. Arman.

Mr. Arman then stood up from his seat, "Alright... I gotta go. See you, Little Miss." Mr. Arman again rubbed the top of Sheila's head, making Marchel astonished.

Sheila only fell silent, then looked at the back of the middle-aged man who had moved away from them.

***

"What did you and Mr. Arman say?" marchel asked while putting a seat belt on Sheila's body.

His close second position made Sheila unable to answer Marchel's questions. She stared at the handsome face of her husband. Until the two met. Staring at Sheila from such a close distance made Marchel so fixated. His hands stretched out, removing the glasses attached to it, Ialu brought his face closer to a distance of a few cent, then whispered, "You are very sweet without glasses." Marchel drew her face closer, and pressed her lips against Sheila's ranum.

As for Sheila, whenever Marchel gave her a kiss, she could only close her eyes. It was as if his heart was about to jump out. For a while, Marchel seemed to forget that they were in a public place. And, unnoticed by them, Maya sees the scene of the couple from a short distance away. The girl dropped the book in her grasp so surprised.

Sheila's face was flushed red, making Marchel anxious and scrambling her hair. The man felt his wife's behavior was adorable.

"You haven't answered my question, yet" said Marchel, trying to dilute the stiff atmosphere suddenly present between them.

"Who-where is it?"

"What did you and Mr. Arman say?" Marchel repeated her question again.

"Not much, Brother. Who was Om?" sheila asked with the remnants of her shameful feelings.

Marchel started the car engine and started to drive it. "He is the manager of Darmawan Group, as well as a confidant of Mr. Surya Darmawan. Did he not speak loudly to you? He is a very strict and sometimes irritable person. In the hospital, no one dared to raise their head in front of him."

Gluey!

Sheila again swallowed her saliva with difficulty, thinking about what Marchel said about Mr. Arman who was said to be very fierce.

"Is he all that? But he was very nice to me. It's soft too." Marchel furrowed her brows, as if in disbelief if someone like Mr. Arman spoke softly to someone.

"really?"

Sheila nodded her head softly, "But she was scolding Maya."

"May?" Marchel furrowed her brows even more, trying to remember that familiar name in her ear. "Who's Maya?"

"May's a school with me. I just found out that he's the son of the head of the hospital where Mr. Marchel works. And his father is my principal."

"Oh, I remember! So her name is Maya..." Marchel is visibly upset given the time Maya pushed Sheila in the school hall during a medical checkup.

Twenty minutes later, Marchel and Sheila arrived home. Just as the couple stepped inside, the intimidating glare from the mother was already directed at Sheila. However, Marchel did not seem to give the mother a chance to reach his wife.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." said Marchel, wrapping her hand around Sheila's shoulder. For a moment, the mother took her eyes off the tv, then looked at the child and daughter-in-law.

However, an unpleasant sight for him occurred. So upset to see the scene that seemed to make her blood boil, Mother did not answer Marchel's greeting, making Sheila uncomfortable on her own. The girl could only bow her head. Realizing the uncomfortable situation for the wife, Marchel then fondly stroked Sheila's hair. "Come, let's go to the room."

Mother let out a long sigh, staring at the departure of Marchel and Sheila with the tail of her eyes. Putting the magazine on his lap in annoyance.

***

In the room, Sheila had just finished changing clothes, while Marchel was still in the bathroom. Not long after, Marchel came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waist.

"Sheila, please get me my clothes in the closet!" marchel said as he dried his hair with a small towel. Sheila immediately went to the closet and picked out the clothes for her husband.

"Which one, brother?" sheila asked confusedly, looking at the contents of Marchel's closet.

"Whichever one. Shirt shirts and shorts."

Immediately, Sheila picked up Marchel's shirt and shorts, along with a knock on the door that sounded quite loud. Sheila then gave Marchel clothes and opened the door. Mom was standing in the doorway, causing Sheila to instantly look down in fear.

"Where's Marchel?" ask mom with as loud a tone as possible.

"What's up, Mom?" Marchel appeared still with a towel wrapped around her waist.

"Marchel, can you get Audry? He's going to his salon. It's late and mom's worried if she goes home alone. You know, pretty girls are dangerous when they come home at night." Mother deliberately pressed the word beautiful girl while glancing sharply at Sheila, as if to insult Sheila who was for her only a country girl.

Marchel let out a deep breath, then went back inside and put on her shirt. "If you already know it's dangerous to go home at night, why he went out of the house until he forgot the time. It's his own fault."

"He's just going to the salon, Marchel. Not an unclear slack." Again mother intended to insinuate Sheila who a few days ago came home the night with Rayhan delivered.

"You go to the salon or wherever, it's none of my business, ma'am! He's not my responsibility. Sorry, I don't want to pick her up. Just ask for an online taxi" Marchel replied, making me even more upset.

Sheila who was standing near the door could only lower her head, as if the sharp gaze of mother was able to split her body into two halves.

"But Marchel..."

"Mom.." said Marchel cutting off the mother's conversation. "I told you I didn't want to. In this house there is a driver. Just ask the driver to pick her up."

Mother closed her eyes violently, already starting to run out of sense. Either way she has to be able to bring Marchel and Audry closer, and keep Sheila away from Marchel who is not worthy of her.

Withstanding her sense of regret, mother left the room, heading downstairs. Sheila closed the door again after making sure her mother-in-law had gone downstairs.

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