Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 54: The Problem?

"Maybe." Rey replied as if she had no words for Bagas' absurd question. "You check yourself, my phone's on the nightstand."

Own check? Why check. If the answer is clear. It must be a plain best friend phone, no passwords, fingerprints or any other kind of security. So it was clear Asma could take Miss La Sheira's number easily. But still another question came up.

Bagas was busy daydreaming about what had happened, while Rey rushed to change her clothes and wanted to catch Asthma down. He wanted to know what his wife was doing. Well who knows needs his help, while the woman is busy exploring his thoughts. He was playing a bottle labeled coconut oil.

Who doesn't know? The function of one body fitness enhancer supplement that. Coconut oil is great for health programs and doctors bring it specifically for their families. After hearing a lengthy explanation about the health recovery program for the next ten days.

"Mother Doctor, I'll agree with all the menus you say, but I have a complaint." His hand stopped, then released the bottle of coconut oil, then linked the two hands cupped face. "Please prepare food without micin or any flavoring seasoning. Just make sure the list I scribbled on, you didn't make. Even if it's for health."

"Non, all the menus are set ...," Sister tries to give understanding to the patient this time, but the girl has no idea how stubborn the girl who became her patient is.

A smile with raised hands stopped the sister's good intentions. "Dok, Sister agreed to eat all the menus I refused. Fruit is ok, but not with celery juice. Vegetables are okay, but not wild plants. Don't blame me, if I don't eat food."

Healthy is okay, but that doesn't mean torture. Eat nutritious food in the right way. It is certainly good for health. However, if the processed materials only, so far never touched. Why is it still offered? Hard-headed, he knows it.

The step of the sister gave up, while the doctor who was at least the age of her first brother only smiled listening to the complaints that were still quite understandable. "Alright, here's a ten-day menu list. Scribble whichever Miss doesn't want."

A mini notebook is thrust into Asthma. I will not waste the opportunity. Notebooks are accepted, then checked one by one the name of the food menu and the ingredients contained in it. Very detailed with the number of percentages of calories, vitamin supply and so forth. Interesting.

"Suster is beautiful, the pen." A mischievous eye gaze with a thin smile reached out her right hand, making the nurse hand over the pen. "Thank you, Sus."

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Do not disturb the peace of Asthma who enjoys crossing the menu list. Every day there is one menu that will be rejected, but it has been changed according to his thinking. Of course, what he thinks is good and healthy.

One by one the daily menu has changed into a non extreme menu. At least the entire record from the doctor's mother is very clear. Where everything will be balanced. There is no problem with all that, except for some ingredients and types of food that he does not like.

Suddenly someone touched his head, reflex turned to look up until the gaze of the husband was buried in him. "It's over?"

"Yes, what are you doing? Food menu, isn't that from the doctor?" asked Rey to turn her gaze over, she tried to understand if his wife had any problems.

Asthma will not have any problems. The girl is always ready to make trouble for others. There is no need to worry about a girl with habits who can take care of herself. Just look at the nurse who chose to be quiet and stand behind the Doctor. Rey is too exaggerated, if worried about the village girl who has the sense to handle the situation that hit her.

Is it not wrong to seek his consent? Patients who will really drain patience. There are many patients out there with a variety of complaints and also stubborn. Only, this one patient complained, then asked for approval, then blackmailed with full awareness. What can be said again?

At least they're not in the hospital. Strict regulations do not apply to these patients. Like, not like. Want, don't want. As a doctor, you need to provide the best treatment. It doesn't matter if you have to adjust to the patient. After all, health will always result from two sides. One side of healthy eating and the other side of peace of mind.

"Miss just checking, sir." The doctor confirmed without any coercion, he realized he had to be more mature in order to face the patient this time.

The doctor's statement explains the situation. Unfortunately inversely proportional to the scenery in front of the eyes. Obviously Asma was busy crossing out the menu list, then writing down another menu. Is his wife a doctor too? Why is everything getting so complicated. For ten minutes of waiting, it finally ended as well.

The notebook was returned to the Doctor. He pulls out a chair, then sits down. He was waiting for the reaction of the middle-aged woman who still looked ageless. A few moments there is only a wait until the notebook is closed leaving a warm smile.

"I agree with everything. All right, Sister let's go to the kitchen. It's time to start the program. Excuse me, Mister, Miss." Pamit Bu Doctor, made Rey gaze fixed on Asma who was silent while playing the pen in her right hand.

Aware of being right with the eyes of the husband who was busy watching him. "Is there anything you want to ask, Mom?"

"I, can I ask my sister?" Sahut Bagas while carrying Rey's phone, the steps are sure, but not deliver the heart of Asthma.

He allowed the man to come down to the dining table. He can take any question. Anyway, Rey was being too awkward. Actually impressed cold, must be a lot of questions are harbored. Even so, there is still Bagas who does not hesitate to submit an impromptu demo.

Now it's not hard to find answers and questions. The two men are in a sense of mutual support, love and protection. Not not that I don't understand. Sometimes it is better to pretend not to know what is going on. Then there will be enlightenment that can provide new learning.

His footsteps stopped. Right between Asthma and Rey, then put Rey's flat object on the table. Then lined up with flat objects belonging to Asthma. Two phones with very noticeable differences. One branded phone and the other can be imagined the price of inanimate objects is the cheapest in all electronic sales outlets.

"The question?" tanya Asma did not care about the phone next to her, making Bagas sigh long, while Rey held a smile.

For the first time. He saw Bagas frustrated just because of one act and it was done by his wife. It was a surprise, but he wanted to know. What is the question of his best friend. Honestly, I do not understand what is bothering the head of the man.

"How do you go about all the reception preparations? If Miss La Sheira always uses two languages and it has become a logic that can not be eliminated" said Bagas which in accordance with Astma's prediction to make the girl lean her body back.