THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND

THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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Riski's father was still sitting in the waiting room leaning against the long iron chair in front of the IGD room.


So did Mother Nur who also sat tensely next to Riski's father. Dzoki stood leaning against the hospital wall staring at some pregnant women walking and waiting to be examined with her husband.


Pregnant women's behavior is strange and funny some suddenly hit her husband. Someone asked to be rubbed and hold the stomach of his duty. Some grimaced in pain and held the waist.


"Cieril's feeling is not so," said Dzoki lirih.


He also stared at pregnant women who were encouraged to use a push bed for physical actions or surgery because they had to move the room.


Dzoki shuddered in horror. It feels creepy too. He walked into the long corridor. Along the corridor there are several poly rooms for examination and a baby room.


Obviously read there baby room. Dzoki tanla consciously walked towards there and saw the babies who were born in the world.


The translucent big glass is indeed used to see the babies - their babies are well cared for by nurses as long as their mothers have not recovered properly and still need care for the stability of their bodies.


"Wah .. baby - babies are so funny. Cyeril would have had a child like this. What about Tasya? Huh huh? In my heart I felt I had done nothing to Tasya" said Dzoki.


"Dzoki ... Cyeril was already awake," called Riski's father in a loud voice once made the dreamy Dzoki immediately turned to look at Riski's father and walked towards the temple quickly.


Mother Nur was already in the room with Dzoki because the doctor who examined Cyeril had called and told Cyeril's parents and husband to enter the IGD room to be given information about health Cyeryl.


"I-yes I am her husband" said Dzoki who had just come and immediately shot at such a question. He was nervous half to death. Especially when Dzokinl's gaze was immediately fixed on Cyeril who was still lying weak


There was a feeling of guilt in his heart.


"Jaga Cyeril's mother, your wife well. Don't let something like this happen again. As a husband should be alert and do not teledor. Being a pregnant woman does not have to be easy to take care of her heart, her feelings and her soul. The point is just one. They should be happy. Otherwise it will have an impact on his soul and content. Just choose which one," said the obstetrician who examined Cyeril.


"Good doctor. Thanks for the advice and advice. I will always remember all the best advice and all the best advice for my wife" Dzoki said.


"good. Do not forget to control often every month and every complaint," said the gynecologist reminded.


"Yes the doctor" replied Dzoki quietly.


Dzoki slowly moved his legs closer to the nursery bed that Cyeril had occupied. Dzoki stood on the smaping of the outpatient bed opposite to his mother.


It was still a bit awkward to start a conversation between the two. Especially last night the two got into a fight.


"Where are you?" ask Dzoki slowly.