chapter 5

He OPENED a door I had just walked out of.

"Hey! I'm going home now!" I shouted but he ignored me and carefully pulled me inside.

When we got straight to the hospital bed he pointed it out. "Rest," he said commandingly. It’s not just really ‘there’, because he does command!

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow at him. "Who are you to order me, huh?" I artfully question him.

He smiled and stepped closer to me again so I immediately climbed on the bed and lay there. The force of his impact on me when he was just around!

Why do I feel this way ?!

"Good girl," she commented and rolled my eyes.

"Good girl your a*s," I murmured. It was just faint but he heard.

"I can even show my c*ck to you, baby. Do you want to see it?"

"Perv!" I shouted and both my cheeks quickly warmed up. I'm sure it's blushing. She is embarrassing.

The man just laughed and he was still happy with what he did, ha.

"I made you, blushed, baby. Oh, so cute."

"What the h*ll ?!" I cursed.

"I can even let you to feel the heaven not h*ll, baby." My eyes rolled.

D-did he ... talking to me with his dirty words ?! I mean --- urgh! What the fu*ge! He was a very irotic man.

I backed away from the bed when he climbed up. I never thought he was such a pervert doctor! For God's sake! Just now I encountered a perv and doctor yet.

The door suddenly opened and we both jumped into our seats when we looked at the newcomer.

Went in there and he was with a lady I don’t know who. It's almost the same age

"Oh, it looks like our kids will get to know each other, bes," said the voice

"Yeah, good job, son. Just now you didn't disappoint me. I am so proud of you," said the lady.

"Mommy ?!"

TBC

A/N:

Our author watched the organ again, so yesterday I was just asleep, haha. We went to bed at 5AM and I only slept for 2 hours. So is my eye pain.

Dudes, next time again, huh? I just want to inform you that we are close to the genre, drama. He's only 2 chaps and let's proceed to our crying.

If you are my GS1 readers you have no idea what will happen to GS2. But once you're on the GS2 you already have an idea of ​​the GS3, you won't have to worry about its ending. If there is a happy or sad ending. Because I really notice that every time I have a story, you are suddenly worried about the ending, haha.

For those of you who only met me on GS3, the scenes aren't confusing even if you don't read them anymore. He is still connected, because this is a series.

But if you want, wait for Watty. He has been completed there but has not been updated. I just edited. Especially My Wife's Tears has so many types and wrong grammars,

THE doctor hurried down from my hospital bed and his eyes were clouded as he looked at his mommy. And I sat down properly. Why is my mom here? Did Lay tell mom I was here? That one, where is Lay now?

"What are you doing here, mom?" the doctor asked his mom.

How did you know that I am here? "I asked my mother.

Its smile is wide. She's happy that the pleasure reached her eyes. He also seems to be thrilled. Where is it?

"Darling, I miss you, my daughter," he said still smiling and approached me.

And because I was on the left side of the bed and my wound was also on the left side of my side, I cried when mama hugged me. The strict so.

"I'm sorry, darling! Mama is just happy, sorry baby," he said and kissed me on the top of my head down to my forehead and cheek.

"This is my daughter, Xena Carter. Hmm, darling?"

"Yes, mom?"

“She’s your godmother Kajea Enrada Mojeh and my stepdaughter Kierson Mojeh,” introduction to the two people in front of us standing.

There was no trace of any emotion drawn on the handsome face of the doctor. While the lady was just sparing her smile on her lips.

"Hi, ma'am. I'm Xena," I said and her smile widened then she approached me. Just like my mom did, she hugged me too but with caution.

“I am happy to finally meet you, hija,” he said. Her voice was soft unlike her voice which was always full volume. So often painful to the ears. Your eardrums seem to break.

"Me too, ma'am."

"It's and soon, you can call me mama and mommy. That's what your future husband calls me, my son."

"What ?!" we both asked at the same time and my eyes seemed to spit in shock.

S-he's ... Eson? Kierson Mojeh? That's exactly what mama said! But why didn't I even face her looks? Is he so familiar to me?

Did he change so much that I didn’t recognize him right away? How come? In fact, we were still in our second year of high school, when the two of us parted ways.

"M-mom, is this what you're referring to as ugly and blind? She's my bride?" it seemed even more disgusting to ask the mother.

I lost the emotion on my face to be with her mother. Mom was just giggling. He was amused again by this incident.

And what? Blind and ugly? It was as if my ears were pricked up by what he said. Do I look ugly? And blind? Seriously?

WEARING a navy blue long sleeve dress, my hair is neatly ponytailed and a few hairpins have been put in my hair. A light make up. Mama was wearing a white sleeves dress, even more so than the gown I was wearing. My mother-in-law doesn't lose either. She is wearing a purple dress and it still shines especially when hit by light, she is beautiful. And the men are in formal attire.

We were all in an expensive restaurant. A family dinner. I sat next to my parents, dad who was surprising. Because he also arrived this afternoon. The two couples sat opposite us.

Honestly speaking, we have been waiting for some time for their son who until now has not arrived.

My parents are not hot so I inherited from them. I will wait any longer. Years I’ve been waiting for, eh.

The mother was obviously irritated by her son. Fortunately the two men with us were having fun talking about business.

When I thought that the young man was getting late, it was as if he didn't want to marry me, which I had always dreamed that we would eventually be together.

Yeah, I met Kierson when we were teenagers and I also don’t know if he still remembers me. But maybe not, it's been a long time, eh.

"Darling, can you remove your butterfly? We're in a private restaurant so no one can see your beautiful eyes," mama said softly to me. The butterfly he was referring to was my sunglasses.

"Later mom," I replied. But my mother is a naughty mother. I took a deep breath as I removed my sunglasses.

My future in-laws looked at me. Amazing.

"Why are you hiding your eyes, hija? You inherited your eyes from your dad," Kierson's father said with a smile. I smiled.

"I just don't want to be stared at, godfather," I said and smiled sparingly.

"Good evening, sorry I'm late." My chest throbbed when I heard his voice.

He is already here. From my peripheral vision he sat next to his daddy.

"Are you drunk, son?" his daddy asked him.

"No, dad," Tito answered coldly and I felt his cold stare at me.

I was suddenly sweating and my system was shaking. Why is he just like that when he can stare at me? I could even feel the warmth on both my cheeks.

"Can I talk to my fiancé, for awhile, guys?" its polite question.

"Yes, go on," dad replied.

I just felt his hand on my elbow and helped me stand up. Then we finally went out.

We went to the garden of the restaurant and the two of us just kept quiet. He turned his back on me and had both his hands on his waist.

I could hear her breathing deeply in succession. He seems to be in trouble.

The atmosphere is too heavy. Very quietly I was afraid to speak. I am not like this.

He suddenly faced me which is something I backed away from. I am now wearing my sunglasses.

"I don't like this idea. I don't want to marry you, to be honest."

He said like a bomb to me and I gradually began to feel the familiar pain in my chest. It seemed to tear my heart apart. What he said had a big impact on my heart.