Among the Million Love
Chapter 27 ~No, She's My Best Friend's Husband!

Before the sun greeted her out of her place, I was already prepared. Prepare all the body and soul to master self-fulfilling material in the school foundation owned by Papa. For the first time in a long time, I came back on stage to share a little of my knowledge. Proud of it, every breath of mine became a passion for the people around me. Surely Papa Mama, family, and friends who know me. Maybe one of my friends is already a student guardian there.

Duh, I'm nervous….

Well, I finally came to the national nutrition day celebration at Papa's school. Not completely I permit to work today, after the sublime I will have to return to the hospital. I am still a professional to be able to split the time between the two.

Come with my family, be the guest of honor here. Many children who welcome us, neatly berbanjar just to kiss hands, maybe the children have been briefed first by the school. Next to my hand held dozens of balloons to give to the children. A joyful laughter came out from all the mouths of these tiny, innocent creatures.

“Mother doctor!” One of the kids called me that. My father, mother, and brothers were shocked at the screeches.

Looking for the source of the voice, no one else called me mother doctor except Bella.

“Delay doctor?” The boy's voice called me again. Standing right in front of me was a two-pointed girl.

“Hah? Bella?” Surprised instead of playing, then squatting in front of him.

“Bella misses,” softly Bella's voice continues by hugging my body tightly.

“Hai, friends! This is the doctor I told you about. Mother doctor Dysa her name.” Bella screams to dominate her friends.

“Welcome mother doctor..” Friends of her age then hug me alternately. How can my heart not glow blue with this?

“Thank you kids.”

My heart throbbed, flattered at this unexpected welcome. Not sitting in a big place with my family. I chose to sit in the middle of a bunch of kids Bella's age here. Telling stories, laughing, joking with cheerful children as if there were no burdens in his life. Anxiously, Bella told me she could use a stethoscope because I taught her. The boys got closer to me, crumpled, hugged, and kissed my cheeks.

Happy, isn't it, so me?

Until finally I climbed to the main podium to fill in the material about balanced nutrition choices and nutrition-related things for child growth and development, my target was precisely on the guardian parents of the students present there. At the question session, I answered all the questions from the guardians of the students.

“Mother doctor, how to get rid of the habit of a child who likes snack snacks?”

“Mother doctor, what should parents do if the child is still wetting?”

“Mother doctor, what should we do if the child does not like vegetables and fruit?”

“How is the solution so that the child does not drink too much formula milk?”

I answered them one by one. Calmly and direct the fathers and mothers solutions and tips to face the difficulties of his sons and daughters.

“Mother doctor! I love you.”

“Love the doctor, so much.” That's how the boys screamed when I got off the podium.

Until the closing event that is mengimun milk together, and ended the celebration of nutrition day at school. Bella and her friends are still around me.

“Mother doctor, Rafa goes home first yes.” Said a boy named Rafa.

“Thank you doctor Dysa.” Mother added.

“Mother doctor Dian go home first yes.” That's the permission of these adorable kids. There are only a few kids around me.

“Dysa, let's go home.” Bring Mama.

“Hem, soon Ma.” Answer,

“Come, Son..”

“Papa and Galih brother where is Ma? Mbak?”

“It's there.” Mom found one of the places. Galih and Papa were standing talking to the guardians, including seeing Papa Bella there.

It's over, they're approaching.

“Bella, let's go home.” Take Bella's father.

“Mother doctor, Bella go home first huh? Muah.” Bella, this kid's been peeping at my forehead for the last time.

“Iya, be careful yes dear.”

“Mari bu Dysa.”

“Yes, mr Denis. Please..” Please let the father and son go.

In the car, Galih as the driver.

“Dysa, that's what you told me.”

“Who, Brother?”

“Dad Bella.” Mendelik did not believe, my brother turned out to know the Bella family.

“Handsome right? He is the CEO of Mirabella Industrict, you know.” Explained clear. Everyone knows what the Mirabbella industry is. Companies engaged in almost all fields, cosmestics, television stations, parfumes, malls, hospitality, and others.

Crazy yes Dena, can husband tajir twist. You said it right, Dena. I envy you. I must be like a speck of dust in your life right now, huhu 🤧

“Kok mangap continue? Mingkem napa!” Mama took my mouth out.

“Ah, Mom.”

“Why didn't you tell me straight away, brother? Just bring it home can. You are the school.” Mom slaps the driver's arm.

“Galih also thought again, Ma. For he was also a widower, begat one more child. Later if Dysa refuses even Galih is also embarrassed.” Also his argument.

“Duda yes papa, news mentions that he is a widower because his wife died right? Not because of infidelity.” Said Mama.

“Hah? How did Mom know the news? Know where?” Now I say, again I was surprised. Mama already knew that seprivat thing that I had been covering up, even I felt superior because I heard this news directly from the source (Bella).

So, all this time I interacted directly with people ‘gedean’. I should be able to ask for a selfie with the CEO, right? Huh huh? I even counseled him for free in my room.

“You are too busy with your patients, know what you are with the world of celebrities.” Arrogant Mama, he is the owner of a special chat group discussing the world of pergossipan. There is no way the queen of this complex is left behind the latest news, real news and hot news as if in the grasp of Mama. From the news of the blacksmith to the high-ranking officials, there was nothing that Mama missed.

“Duda or bujang are the same. Moreover, having a child, proof that he is a healthy man is not?” There was no shame in my mom talking about such a thing.

“Ma, what the hell. Mr Denis is Dena's husband, you know?” My word. Mama was wide.

Plaque! Plaque!

“Au, why hit anyway?” Meringi, hot right ex tampolan Mama.

“What did you say?! So Dena's your best friend Dena? Beautiful is right when Mama saw ijab kabulnya broadcast live on TV.” Mama felt pangling with the figure of Dena who often stopped by her house.

Haha, tuh Mah. This news turn, Mama doesn't know, right? Dena you know, Dena who often nginep at Mama's house. Bedroom with this Mama's son. I want to say that, yes, but not delicious. Mama feels rivaled later, wkwk...

“Yes, she's Dena's husband. Mama knows Dena ‘kan? My best friend is that?” Not to provoke the anger of Mama, just tell the truth. But my mom is still my boyfriend. My mom is my real mom, right? This is how I am, being my own mother's bully-an ingredient.

“Why on laughing anyway?” Papa, brother, sister-in-law, even Adel laughed at me who was cornered because of Mama.

“For, you are stupid Dysa! I don't know what your heart and mind are made of. High school but your rich heart and brain die.” Oh, my God, Ma. Whatever you say, by now.

What do I have to regret? I don't know him, I know him because his son is my patient. Our relationship is official because of mere medical affairs. After all I never expected to be the wife of a man whoever she was.

“Kak anyway, why also discuss this in front of Mama? Kan Dysa bonyok himself nih.” To rub my temples that feel numb because of my mom's tonyoran over and over again.

“Hahaha, peace Dys.”

“Everything is looking for a girlfriend. Mama married the son of a friend mama want?”

“What the hell is Mama? Why did Dysa get married? Ma, listen to me. If Dysa marries, Dysa will automatically become a housewife. It makes new problems in my life. I think, I will say ‘Nope’! Okay ma? Please, Ma. Not now.” Begging for Mama's mercy, just one day I want to feel like I didn't hear criticism about getting married, getting married, and getting married. Just like ancient man.

“Yes, at least Mama has seen you have a view of the future. Mama will not be forever there for.” Omel Mama.

“Ma... already, don't make a fuss.” My mother was silent at that moment. If papa softly broke the debate, Mama also luluh.

A few moments quiet....

“Adel wants to eat ice cream!”

“Dad, Adel want eskrim strawberry flavor. Adel wants to eat ice cream, dad.”

“Iya, later at home huh?”

“Adel wants to eat French fries, mother.”

“No, it's not healthy!” Ella said firmly.

“Mother, please. Eskrim equal french fries.

only, please Bun..” Whiney.

“Hey, Adel didn't realize that next to you was a doctor? Getting injected, huh? Doctor Dysa syringe sharp you.” Whether or not, Ella scares her own child.

“Fear not?” The young mother asked her son who was whining spoiled in his lap.

“Adel is not afraid, aunt Dysa will not inject Adel because aunt Dysa again crave. Wleee...!”

Adel said as he pinched my chin.

“Hahaha.” All right, my family members are laughing at me.

Damn, this little boy knows how to mock me...