The Temptation of the Actor
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Keysha immediately released the white coat that doctors used or called medical legitimacy. In a hasty move, he left the finished polyclinic. Today Keysha came home late, because before opening a polyclinic specialist obstetrics and obstetrics (obygin), Keysha performed emergency surgery because the patient's amniotic fluid had ruptured.
Yes, Keysha is an obstetrician and obstetrician (obygin) at a private mother and child hospital in Bandung. Keysha's achievements were brilliant in medicine.
Although the Keysha family was in the medical world, Keysha chose to marry a Rubber businessman and manufacture. Zayyan and Keysha met in college through members of MAPALA or nature-loving students. Zayyan came from a simple family. But thanks to his intelligence and perseverance, Zayyan managed to open his own company. To date, there are many companies that work with their companies.
Zayyan himself was very supportive of Keysha's career in medicine, although he knew Keysha's time would be very little with him. Before marriage, Keysha had already warned that marrying a doctor had many consequences, as more time would be spent in the hospital. Zayyan quickly agreed, wanting Keysha to be his wife. Because it is not easy to melt the little girl, there are so many struggles that Zayyan faces to get Keysha's love.
Keysha walked hurriedly through the hospital hallways. Today is her fifth wedding anniversary. Keysha was already 2 hours late, she must have known her husband had waited a long time at their favorite restaurant.
"Hopefully Zayyan is still waiting," Keysha glanced at the clock on the hospital wall. Keysha's heart and mind are so raging. Keysha felt guilty because he was two hours late.
Keysha ran towards the parking lot reserved for the doctors. He got into his black SUV. Keysha penetrates the streets of Bandung with a speed of 100 km/h. Keysha needs to get home soon.
"Geez!" Keysha complained when traffic jams hit. It is indeed rush hour because people are returning to the contest after work.
"I beg you! I have to go home now" Keysha was frustrated. He pulled out his phone. Keysha was going to tell her husband if he came home late.
"I forgot to snarl it," Keysha clucked when he saw the apple-branded phone die. Keysha picked up the charger he had placed in the driver's side seat. Deftly he charged his cell phone.
Keysha is grateful that the streets are back to normal, not so tight. He drove his car to a restaurant in the city center. Within 20 minutes, Keysha's car entered the restaurant's parking lot. She straightened her hair, and put lipstick on her thin lips. After that Keysha sprayed perfume. So that Zayyan doesn't see his tired face coming home from work.
Keysha gets out of his car, he carries his beloved Dior bag. With a quick step, he came to the VIP room that Zayyan had booked. With a smile adorned with dimples, Keysha opened the door of the VIP room.
Keysha's smile instantly disappeared, upon seeing that the VIP room had been empty. He only saw a bouquet of flowers and a box of jewelry containing a diamond necklace left behind. Keysha also looks at the extravagant food that is untouched.
"Mas, was there a man sitting here?" Keysha asked a waiter who was walking in front of him.
"Yes, Madam. There was a man who had waited 2 hours at this table. But 10 minutes ago he came home" the waiters replied politely.
"Oh so, thanks for the info."
The waiters nodded their heads, leaving Keysha alone.
Keysha immediately opened his phone, and contacted Zayyan. But the call is out of range. With a gontai step, Keysha brought a bouquet of flowers and gifts from Zayyan. He immediately left the restaurant. Zayyan was very different from Zayyan before. Usually, as long as Keysha is late, Zayyan will wait for him, even if he is greeted with a lashing face from Zayyan.
Keysha immediately drove his car to where they lived. As soon as she arrived, Keysha opened the door, and she saw her husband in the living room
"Dear forgive me, I'm late!" Lirih Keysha touched Zayyan's shoulder.
Zayyan did not budge, he brusquely brushed Keysha's hand, causing the young doctor to jump.
"Oh apparently my doctor's wife has come home" Zayyan said, smiling dismissively.
"Dear, I'm sorry! There was an impromptu operation. I can't resist because the lives of the mother and baby are so critical. The water has broken. If I don't have an operation, it's very likely that the baby in her womb is in danger of poisoning" Keysha tried to explain even though she knew her husband was angry. Keysha sat down beside Zayyan calmly. I don't know, today she felt like she didn't recognize her own husband. Zayyan is very different, usually Zayyan will easily forget Keysha's mistakes and will return warm easily.
"I'm sorry, but you know my reasons. I'm a doctor, I have to be professional. My intention is to help my patients. Especially the emergency. Please understand!" Keysha lowered her voice.
"Pers*tan with emergency. You're always so concerned about other people, that you forget you have a life, too. You know I'm so lonely, I need you beside me, even I miss the presence of a child!!" Jerk Zayyan in flames. His eyes warmed up as he revealed what he had been feeling all along.
Degs...
Hearing the child's words, Keysha was immediately stunned. For 5 years Keysha has not been pregnant, but Zayyan has never discussed or questioned her. Keysha checked her uterus. Everything healthy. Keysha once gave advice on taking an artificial insemination pregnancy program. But Zayyan refused, so he calmed Keysha's heart that God wanted them to spend time together first. But today Zayyan brought up the matter of the child, Keysha became confused by the thought of her husband. Why does it have such an uneg-uneg? Why is he not frank if Zayyan already wants the presence of a child. If Keysha finds out, maybe he'll do artificial insemination or baby tubes.
"Why silence? You have absolutely no respect for me as a husband!!" Zayyan's anger was still overflowing.
Keysha sobbed, ever since knowing Zayyan this time the man yelled and insulted her. He also felt guilty after hearing the uneg-uneg Zayyan, he did not know Zayyan was very lonely about his busy life. Keysha tried to cover his chest, grasping Zayyan's arm gently.
"You're emotional, calm yourself! Usually you're not like this" Keysha started to make a sound.
Zayyan let go of Keysha's hand, he restored his coarse hair. Zayyan just passed Keysha.
"Zayyan where are you going? It's our wedding anniversary. Don't go!" Hold Keysha to block the hand of the man she loves so much.
"Don't stop me!" Again Zayyan brushed off his wife's tiny hand. Zayyan left Keysha who was sobbing with her tears.
Zayyan immediately opened his sports car The speeding car left Keysha alone.
After Zayyan died, Keysha cried sobbing. She did not know why her husband changed so quickly.
While in the car, Zayyan hit the car's steering wheel, he felt underestimated by Keysha. Keysha took himself lightly. How else would he understand Keysha?
Zayyan couldn't think clearly, his car was passing through a nightclub, Zayyan's car stopped there. Zayyan sat down near the bartender, he ordered an alcoholic drink. Something he rarely does. He just wanted to forget his sadness at this moment.
A few glasses of champagne Zayyan had gone down, his head was a bit dizzy. Zayyan stumbled, almost falling but someone held his shoulder.
"Zayyan?" Called a woman.
"Shella?" Zayyan blinked his eyes repeatedly, his head very heavy.
Shella Arnesta is a friend of Zayyan's High School time, the two met back at a reunion last week. They used to be not familiar, but this time their relationship was close because of chatting with each other in his high school alumni group first. Shella smiled happily when she saw Zayyan at this club.
"Well, it's me, Shella. Let me take you home!" Shella held onto Zayyan's sturdy arm
"I don't want to go home" Zayn refused.
"Alright, let's stop by my apartment," Shella smiled cunningly.
The two walked towards Zayyan's car. Shella immediately drove the car owned by her High School friend through the streets of Bandung which began to be empty.