Sorry, For Your Wounds!
Frank's deadly

Mike sat quietly, not to mention his mistake this time. The room that he had avoided entering the most, now even made him have to sit without explanation.

Keyra accidentally silences Mike, she knows how bad the man is to her.

"Sorry, Doctor Keyra." Mike said in a very nervous tone, however, in front of him this is the director and owner of the hospital. A little misguided talk, then his career is over. "Did I make something wrong behind this? I mean, is there any performance that my patients and their families have complained about?" Trouble Mike finish a question sentence that has been wandering in his mind, since he was called through his assistant sister.

Keyra looked at Mike with a flat face, always like that. Mike was absolutely sure, if the beautiful woman in front of him was holding a grudge against him. Suddenly the aura of the director's room became gripping for Mike.

"Do you feel you've made a mistake?" Keyra turned Mike's question around so casually. Mike immediately kicep, wanted to answer no, then he felt good, wanted to say yes, then the fate of his career at stake.

"Why are you silent? is there a mistake you're trying to recollect?" Keyra's fishing rod is trying to play with Mike's emotions. Sure enough, Mike looks instantly panicked. Pimik face pias, the man thought hard about his mistake. Which mistakes have been made, in addition to eliminating the woman he loves even though accidentally.

"You can be very direct, Doctor Keyra. I don't know how many mistakes I've made while working here. For that, I beg you, just say it straightforwardly, so that I can improve myself as well as my performance in the future. I'm not a psychic" Mike took a deep breath, the man almost forgot, how to manage his breathing.

Keyra stared at the goal, Mike's bead which was also now staring at him full of curiosity.

"Your fault is only one" now it's Keyra's turn to take a deep breath, her eyes still focused on Mike. That is the plus of a Keyra, a woman who abstinence lowered her head when facing the interlocutor.

Mike was getting anxious to hear that short sentence. But as much as possible Mike behaved as calmly as possible.

"You're too much of a charm to the sisters and the patient's family. I hear a lot of complaints about you, both from male nurses who feel rivaled, also from relatives of patients who complain right, if their women are entangled in the charm of weathered crocodiles. And that's you." Mike gawked at the director's words, since he had tried to normalize his heart rate to keep working properly. Now even made dumbfounded, what he said, weathered crocodiles. Holy hooch! very eager Mike stuffed the tiny mouth of the woman in front of him. Unfortunately, Mike is still very fond of his body and spirit.

"So? do you think that report should I follow up?" Mike widened his eyes, this director is outrageous. It is not his fault if many women who like him, even secretly always send messages to him as well as the food they make. Isn't that a very trivial matter? why should he be in court like a defendant?

Mike cleared his throat, to begin arranging words that could save his peace of soul.

"Look, doctor Keyra. As you know, I'm a single guy. About the many reports about the objections of men to feeling rivaled or even disturbed by my charm. I can't do anything about it. Maybe my good looks far exceeded the expectations of their women, until finally they tend to be more interested in me, rather than their respective partners." Out of nowhere, Mike was so confident, glorifying himself so much in front of the director.

Mike held up his seat which had been slightly bent over, as his focus was more down the Keyra desk. I don't know what's interesting down there. But now, Mike arranged his position to look cool in front of the director.

Keyra notices how Mike is now starting to regain confidence. In the next instant, Keyra's booming laughter filled the room. His stomach was so dark that the corners of his eyes were wet from laughing too much. Mike was stunned, this was the first laugh Mike had seen in person. Usually the woman will be flat and cold to him. I smile more at the patients.

Mike was fascinated, yes, his singles soul began to thrash around incoherently.

Keyra gave up her laughter, then gulped down the water until she was not left.

Mike looked cengo, heard the odd sentence the director said. Is he in the prank or what? suddenly Mike was nervous and embarrassed. The man looked wrong, his arrogance had evaporated somewhere. Mike scratched his slightly itchy nape, rattled by the cold sweat that began to pour from his head.

"Do any of my words sound funny, Doctor Keyra?" Mike ventured to clarify the current situation.

"No, Mike. I'm just working on you. And yes, I am amused. Thanks very much. You can go out now, please stop by the ER, you need to check your heart health. Put your bill in my name, you've comforted me, so just assume it's compensation for you." Keyra said without the slightest guilt, the woman chuckled softly at Mike's irritated face. Like a newborn, spotless, sinless baby, Keyra kicked Mike out of his room without a burden.

"You?" Mike was out of words. How can, women in the class of Keyra can make a auction that could have made someone have a stroke at that time.

"Yes? i why? you must be speechless, right? no need to give me a compliment. In my family, I'm called the mouth poisonous. So, I advise you not to argue with me. You're not gonna win." Keyra's gaze turned soft. At the moment, he is experiencing a lot of shock. Somehow, Mike became the right choice to be made a auction. Although he knew, it was not good, even very evil. But Keyra is just an ordinary man, there are times when he is fragile in the midst of his kink. Mike was just the guy who happened to cross his mind at the time.

He has no grudge against the man, despite Mike's past mistakes. He doesn't want to interfere.

"I'm sorry" said Keyra sincerely, she feels guilty now. The change in look on Mike's face explained that the man was holding back his anger. After all who is not upset, if played in such a way.

"I didn't mean to prank you. About what I said, it's true. There are some complaints I have heard about you, though not directly to me. Every time I get a card, you're always a hot topic for both men and women. Sometimes I wonder if you're starting to turn. Given your mature age, and you're not married. It's just perspective, no need to think about it. Once again I'm really sorry, I laughed at your confident volume." Keyra sighed deeply, momentarily thinking what else to say.

Mike just stared at the woman before him with a hard-to-guess look. Mike realizes one thing, the woman he considers arrogant, cold, and dictatorial. Actually save a lot of complicated problems, its nature is just camouflage, so that its weaknesses are covered.

"I forgive you, on one condition." Mike weighed what he was going to say. "Date a piece today with me" Keyra was wide-eyed at Mike's words, but as soon as possible, she neutralized the hue of his face.

Keyra cleared her throat slowly, then looked at the man who had dared to ask her out. "The cost of a date with me is very expensive, I'm afraid you won't be able to, even to pay for a minute of my time, you might immediately ask in the grave alive immediately." Keyra as calmly as possible.

Mike felt challenged and curious, "whatever the rates of dating you, I'll try." Mike replied without a doubt.

Keyra smiled mysteriously "one minute of my time, usually cherished 1 year of your salary. My husband always gives me extra bonuses, just for my smile. I really don't want to lose a new specialist in your field, I'm calculating."

Mike was silent to Keyra's words, if it was that expensive, then he preferred to work overtime for a full Sunday. And hope that God will stay away from this creature before him.

Instantly Keyra laughed crisply, this time the direction of his gaze was seen turning toward the back of Mike. Making Mike also turn his head, and how surprised Mike was when he saw who was right behind his chair.

∆Who is he?