Doctor Rona And Hot Daddy
Marry me, Maria!

A pair of feet stepped down the pavement filled with clumps of snowflowers. His small steps lead him to a house that always seems quiet but soothing.

Long enough he stood in front of the house, until a body that began to shiver forced him to knock on the door of the building that was stopped. A woman whose age is not very different from her. The woman smiled very sweetly and welcomed very warmly.

"Richard? Let's go in," bargained the woman to the man wearing a black umbrella.

Richard closed the umbrella he held and put it in the storage. He took off his thick coat and hung it on the standing hanger hooks found in the living room.

Richard landed his pelvis near the furnace and stuck out his palm to warm the body. Mary came with Richard's favorite hot drink. Richard smiled, Maria looked embarrassed.

"Drink Richard, while it's warm." Mary kept a cup of Ginger Beer on the table and turned her body to the kitchen.

"Where are you going Maria? Keep me company," Richard asked to pat the empty bench next to him. Maria nodded slowly.

"Let me accompany .. Now let me finish my work first," said Mary leaving Richard alone to return to the kitchen.

Maria took out the pavlova from the grill, the smell tickling the suddenly hungry stomach contents. He put it on the dinner table, prepared to apply whipped cream and sprinkle fruits on it as a topping.

Richard who sniffed the smell of his favorite delicacies instantly inched from his seat. The smell of the food brought him to a room that was a white color faded.

"The smell is so good, Maria," said Richard from behind the back of the woman who was busy with her food. Richard drew his body closer to Mary's back, then bowed. "You always know what I want, Maria." Richard placed both hands on the edge of the table, leaving his distance to Mary as only skin.

Maria's head was getting bowed, drowning her face which was blushing because Richard's attitude this time could make her very misbehaved.

"Ri-Richard.. Can you back off a bit? I-I have difficulty moving" said Maria with her hands pushed back.

Richard chuckled and pulled his body away from Mary. He sat down beside the woman who was standing while watching the woman intensely.

"You're beautiful Maria, still very beautiful" Richard praised. He looked at Mary with a face with one hand.

"I'm old Richard, ashamed it feels praised like that." Maria pushed the dessert plate towards Richard with a small fork beside her. "It's for you .. but sorry if it's less sweet, because I'm reducing the sugar." Mary sat on the chair facing Richard.

"Pavlova is sweet, even very sweet. Because I tasted it while looking at your sweet face," teased Richard with his arms outstretched. He pulled the child's hair that was blocking Maria's face and set it behind her ear.

"We're like young people, Richard." Maria melengos, covering the face that met red. He took a fork from inside the cutlery holder, diverting the strange feeling within him with the piece of pavlova.

The atmosphere inside the room turned cold, as both of them fell silent and chose to be busy with their respective thoughts. Only the sound of the fork talking to each other, replying to each other.

Long enough they were silent, Richard finally opened his voice first. "Are you not lonely Mary lives in this house alone?"

Maria turned to look at Richard and then glared in annoyance. "What kind of question is Richard? You know exactly what it's like to live a kara!"

"You don't want to get married again?" richard continued with a question that touched on Mary's delicate feelings.

Maria snorted violently and kept the fork tight. "My age is no longer young, Richard. It didn't occur to me to get married again. After all, who wants to marry an old woman like me?"

"Me" said Richard short. "Married to me Maria. We remove loneliness and solitude by living together." Richard grabbed Maria's hand and grabbed it.

"Stop teasing me Richard, or I won't open the door for you again!" threaten Maria is upset.

"I'm not teasing you, I'm serious about what I'm saying." Richard clasped his grip, looking for the content of Mary's heart that was implied from behind his eyes.

Maria sighed then turned her body to face Richard. He patted the back of Richard's hand and replied with a hanging word. "Give me time to think, Richard. I have to consider everything with cooking."

Richard nodded his head and gently stroked Maria's face. "I'll wait. Waiting until you're willing to be my life partner, accompany my old days."

"Thank you Richard.." answered Mary smiling wryly.

Richard pulled his head down then released his hand grip. She finished the pavlova that Maria had made especially, for her.

...***...

A female prison warden knocks on an iron trellis to make a loud and rowdy voice, shaking one's body when embracing her beautiful dreams in broad daylight with air piercing into the bones.

An old woman squirms with her mouth wide open, yawning. Lazily, he came down from the bed and dragged his body using his pelvis and one hand.

A brown envelope was thrust through the cracks of an iron pole. Amber grabbed the object with a frown and filled the head with question marks.

"Is this Madam Lee?" amber asked the warden in front of her. He flipped through the envelope looking for a part for him to open.

"That's your medical checkup a week ago, Amber. The crept from the prison doctor." After answering Amber's question, the prison warden who got the nickname Madam Lee passed by without caring about what the contents of the envelope were.

Amber dragged her body back and sat on a short cot. He strengthened his heart before opening the brown-colored thing in his grasp. His hands shook and pulled out the paper containing the writing and small columns.

The wrinkled fingers slowly opened the blue white paper. His eyes scanned the results of the examination containing his health condition. His hands trembled more and more looking at the small columns filled with some cheque marks. He cried out hysterically, after reading the last letter on the big box. A post that says he has been diagnosed with HIV/AIDS

"Ah.. This is impossible! This check is wrong!"

"I'm a good man, how could God punish me with such a severe trial?"

"It's all because of Edward jerk, goddamn stepdaughter!!!"

Amber continued to scream while ruffling and grabbing her own hair. He laughed and cried so much. The results of the health examination he held, completely shook his soul. The fear that ran through his mind.

Amber came down from the top of the cot, and dragged her body towards the empty wall. He tapped his head, until fresh blood dripped from behind the wound due to the impact of a hard object. His mouth did not stop raving, he let out curses and curses at the people who had made him suffer as he was now.

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...Happy Sunday, gathering with family or with loved ones. Take care of your health......

...I Love You All's...