TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
UPHEAVALS
Deborah was in the arms of her lover. Both bodies were sweaty and without clothes. Both breaths roared, after their hot romance.
"I have to get back, baby, before Celia wakes up" she said.
"All right, I'll drive you," said the man.
Both of them were wearing their clothes that were scattered on the floor. Tucked away Jordhan's perverted joke squeezes Deborah's sensitive assets.
After taking the woman to the hotel where she was staying. Jordhan had his men go around observing everything.
"So he's called Lidya?" jordhan asked one of his men.
They are now observing a house of simplicity from a distance. The number of escorts in that place made Jordhan wonder.
"Do you think Lidya is so rich that she can afford such a layered escort?" he asked faithfully to watch over the building from a considerable distance. Suddenly the car moved.
"What's up?" ask Jordhan.
"We're suspected!" sahut one of his men.
"How come, we're pretty far from the location!" jordhan said in disbelief.
"Then we never made it through the guard" said the man who was driving.
Jordhan is very good at Indonesian. That man lived here for fifteen years. His father had worked in one of the companies in the city.
Car back to base. Jordhan was a little pensive. He had to think how to penetrate the super tight guard carried out by Lidya's side.
"If so, chances are, the girl is the son of a wealthy man. There is no better care than Lidya's care.
"Even Demian who is so rich, I can break into it" he said in his heart.
He forgot that Deborah was involved in the break-in. Of course, that man could break through the defenses of Demian company.
"I have to find the opening point" he said.
"Joe!" call him.
"Yes, Boss!"
"You see what the girls' guards didn't guard!" her word.
"Good Boss!" said a man named Joe.
While elsewhere. Lidya who was counseling with one of her patients was a little agitated. His anxiety suddenly appeared while staring at his best friend.
"Put, you're okay, right?" he asked after he finished giving therapy to one of his patients.
"Alhamdulillah, fine," replied the Princess a little astonished.
"Why?" tanyanya.
"Does mom still like convulsions?" ask Lidya again.
"Never really. After the mother is busy and when there is money, the father always brings the Consul's mother and therapy," replied the Princess now anxious about the question of her best friend.
"Why are you asking that cake?" he asked now with a feeling of anxiety.
"I don't know, suddenly I feel Lu will be wondering," replied Lidya also did not understand.
"Duh, don't fuck around. I'm a parno, Doc!" exclaim Putri does not like the anxiety of Lidya.
"Sorry .. sorry, we just pray, if it's just my bad thoughts!" lidya ignored her instincts.
Princesses nodded. They're back at work. Now, the two are out of Lidya's practice room and will visit a special hospital for patients with varying degrees of depression.
Pratama Hospital also has a psychiatric hospital located five hundred meters from the main hospital.
"We ride a motorcycle, yes" said Lidya who was immediately seen as horror by four bodyguards.
"It's just in the hospital, Om. Please," he pleaded.
Finally, the bodyguards allow as long as they follow. Princess assented. For the first time Lidya rode a big bike. It really makes him happy.
It took them only ten minutes, they arrived at the parking lot of the special hospital.
Lidya came down easily, as she sat sideways. His short body makes him half jump from the high motorcycle seat of his best friend.
"It's over!" abugn.
Princess upholds the second handlebar, so that the motor is upright. The strength of the girl cannot be underestimated. The princess clapped her hands to see her best friend set up a motorcycle handlebar with the strength of her legs.
The two also walked to several patient rooms that were handled by Lidya. The guards followed him. Indeed, the most heavily guarded is Lidya, because the girl is the one being targeted by criminals.
After conducting regular checkups on his patients. He also returned to the room that was intended Lidya to also open the practice. The princess records all patients in several files and is included in various files. The girl had to separate several cases and levels of patient health. Suddenly a nurse came without knocking on the door.
"Dok, a patient named Miss Mirna won't testify if it's not the doctor who handled it!"
Lidya and Putri were surprised by the sudden arrival of the sister. Princess is a little upset.
"Can you knock first?" reproofing.
"Sorry!" the sister's great-grandson.
Lidya also asked the nurse to explain in detail.
"Mrs Mirna refused to remember when the doctor arrived from the police. Women don't react to anything. But, when asked, what Doctor Lidya wanted to deal with, she nodded, "the nurse replied at length.
"Then, is there a warrant from the police for me to handle Miss Mirna?" The sister shook her head..
"I'm sorry, I refused if there's no warrant and I'm responsible!" reject Lidya.
"But Doc, it's for our hospital's credibility to help with this case!" obviously the sister.
"Sus, listen to me. The strength of our law is weak if we do not get a letter of legal certainty from the police. Without a letter of appointment of assignment. I just work for free, do you understand?" ask Lidya.
The nurse thought too. And then he finally shrugged his shoulders. Of course, all the investigation process must have legal certainty. Lidya did not want to attend and help the investigation.
The term he who plucked flowers and wounded, the one who drank his honey. The girl is also afraid if the results of her review are used by just anyone.
After saying that. The sister came back and said what Lidya had said.
After compiling the file. Both returned to the central hospital. Lidya is back on the Princess' motorcycle. He was so happy with the wind that it caressed his face. He was never this happy.
When the afternoon comes. The two are now visiting the counseling house Lidya, today Aini is not participating because she is practicing in the company Darren.
Lidya was certainly escorted by a few bodyguards. While the Princess who rides the motorcycle is certainly not escorted. The girl was riding her iron horse. Crossing the asphalt at medium speed. Up to a radius of one kilometer he felt stalked. The princess turned her gas and accelerated the speed of her motor. There was a chase.
Jac who with Demian really knows the Princess motorbike. He even recognized the girl, wearing a helmet.
"That's a princess, what's she talking about like that?"
Jac's question made Demian turn to look at what his subordinate man said. He saw the Princess as avoiding something. Seen from the way he looked at the rearview mirror and turned his head back. Then after the girl's speed one vehicle follows the girl's speed.
I don't know why. Demian made a phone call to Darren. Twice the call was raised.
"Assalamualaikum Mr. Dougher Young it's me Demian!" abugn.
"Wa'alaikumussalam!" sahut Darren from the other end of the phone.
"What's up?" asked Darren in surprise.
"Sorry Mister. I saw the Princess as if being chased by several people in one car!" shouted Demian.
"What?"
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