Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Gotta Go?

After talking to the doctor who handled his son, Mr. Arman stood in front of the ICU room, looking at his son who was now lying unconscious through a glass window. Rayhan, Mr. Arman's second child, had an accident that left him seriously injured.

An assistant of his walked over after he finished taking care of Rayhan's administration.

"Joe, investigate Rey's accident. I suspect this accident was the same thing as the culprit who made Shanum crash and was not helped."

"But, didn't Shanum crash at his place of work? Was it not a pure accident?"

Mr. Arman closed his eyes, then sighed. "I'm sure my son was deliberately killed. In the past, they hurt Shanum. Now they know Rey's whereabouts and they're trying to harm her. I'm not gonna let this go."

"I mean, Mr Herdian was the mastermind behind Rey's accident?" Joe hesitantly asked.

"I'm pretty sure of that. I have no problem with anyone other than him. He was the only person who had the ability to commit this crime. Yeah, he wants the Darmawan Group. But even to death I will not give. Darmawan Group will only be the right of Qiandra. My son Shanum sacrificed his life to protect Qiandra. His sacrifice will not be in vain."

"Then what are our plans now" asked Joe.

"Joe... Until now only me, Rey, and you knew Qiandra was alive. Now your job is to keep an eye on Qiandra in Rey's place. Do it very carefully. I don't want them to suspect."

"Good, Sir!"

Mr. Arman's attention was again on Rayhan who was lying there. The man could only pray for the recovery of his son.

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On the other hand, Sheila had just been kicked out of the house by her own mother-in-law. The girl walked in shaky steps while dragging a suitcase. Sheilla arrives at a bus stop. The girl sat down daydreaming, thinking about her fate in the future.

Not long after, a bus stopped in front of the bus stop. Sheila gets on the bus to her old house. The only home of her late adoptive mother and older brother, Shanum.

However, when he arrived at the door of the house, about to open the door with a key, a man about the age of Marchel looked out from there. The man glanced at Sheila from toe to head.

"Who are you?" ask the man.

Sheila had not answered so surprised. How can anyone inhabit his house without permission. "Whose brother? Why did you get into my house?"

The man was surprised to hear Sheila's words. "What's? Your home? My home. I've bought it from the previous owner."

"But this is my home. I never sold it." Sheila tried to explain to the man who was still standing in the doorway.

"Little sister, a few weeks ago, the owner of this house sold it to me. So this house is now mine." The man began to raise his voice, making Sheila look down in fear.

"But who sold it? My mother and sister are dead. This house is their legacy."

Men are getting frustrated with Sheila who never wants to leave. Finally chose to enter the house, leaving Sheila who was still standing in her place. It didn't take long, the man came back out with some files.

"This is the deed of sale and purchase of this house. I bought it from the old owner" he said, showing the deed of sale and purchase of the house.

"Sorry, little brother! But I bought this house. Go now!" The man who looked quite arrogant immediately asked Sheila to leave. And get back in the house by closing the door rough.

Sheila was frozen in front of the house. Now, that innocent girl doesn't know where to go. Sheila sat contemplating on the rattan chair that was in front of the door. Suddenly I heard screaming from inside the house.

"Go away from here, or I'll call security!"

Immediately, Sheila pulled her suitcase out of the house. Walking without direction and purpose. Several times, Sheila attempted to contact Marchel, but was not connected.

Luckily Sheila still has an ATM card that Marchel gave her before leaving, so she doesn't have to be stuck in the street.

"Sister Marchel... Helpme. I don't know what to do. Mom kicked me out and my house was sold to someone I didn't know. What am I supposed to do now," Sheila muttered in the midst of her turmoil.

Sheila pulled out her phone again, dialed Rayhan's number. However, after several attempts, the call was not connected.

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Sinjai Regency, a remote place in the remote Sulawesi island where Marchel was devoting his life as a doctor.

Marchel was treating several patients at a hospital. In APD clothing, Marchel looks very painstakingly caring for some patients.

For two months of his departure, never a day passed by the man without thinking about his wife. Even Marchel could not contact Sheila because there was no telecommunications network in the area.

The place was completely isolated from the outside world, as a result of the ravaging plague.

That afternoon, after a day of struggling with her work as a volunteer doctor, Marchel sat alone in the garden behind the hospital. The man pulled his phone out of his pocket, opened a gallery and searched for photos he looked up to every day while at rest. Away from Sheila turned out to make him feel tormented and finally realized his true feelings.

"Sheila's... Ii'm sorry. I'll be right back for you. And we'll start all over. Now I realize my feelings. Willy's right. I've fallen in love with you. I think I miss you very much now. Wait a minute for me."

For a while, Marchel kept looking at the photo of Sheila he had taken secretly. Until the call of a little boy breaks his daydream.

"Sister Doctor please...!" A beautiful girl came to call him. Marchel soon approached the six-year-old girl.

"What's the beautiful princess?" ask Marchel.

"The doctor says there's a patient to check on."

Marchel smiled as she nodded. "All right, just a minute, yeah..."

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