Turns out I'm His Second Wife
Finding True Love 29

"Hey is ready?" ask Daffin to Cynthia who turned out to be stanby in front of the terrace.

"Well, are we leaving now?"

"Yes now, does your mom want to come? " asked Daffin while looking around, but did not find the middle-aged woman.

"No, he has business" replied Cynthia. But his mother was indifferent, there was no Daffin who took care of him.

Daffin then pushed Cynthia's wheelchair towards her parked car not far ahead. It's just that Cynthia is a bit confused why on the stand at the back, when looking forward it turns out there are people.

"Hallo Cynthia, I'm coming along, yes" said Elisha snobs familiar, even though his smile looks insincere.

"Ngapain coming? If you want to come, do not fuss and repotin Daffin," said Cynthia ketus.

Elisha was seen rolling his eyes lazily. Just about to reply to Cynthia's words, if that woman is the one who always bothers Daffin. But Elisha was silent because Daffin had gone in.

The man ran the car and they left. Elisha had been asked to sit in the back, but Elisha did not want to and insisted on wanting to be in front. Daffin just resigned.

"If the therapy is what is it anyway?" elisa asked curiously.

"Ya Cynthia who learned to walk again, later also mentemenin sister kok," replied Daffin while staying focused driving.

"What long?"

"Yes old, you're the guy bosenan mending don't come along. Later there even whined to go home again," said Cynthia in the back.

"Ck what the hell? I'm just like Daffin," Elisha grumbled. The Cynthia was a julid, he thought.

Daffin just sighed seeing the two women start arguing again. He did not want to bring Elisha because it would be like this, but Daffin was also not happy and afraid to even offend him.

When they arrived at the hospital, they went down. As usual, Daffin always pushed Cynthia's wheelchair. They were immediately greeted by one of the sisters and shown the way in which they would be treated.

"Will his friends accompany the therapy patient?" ask the nurse is friendly.

"Yes sister, now means the number of times ya Cynthia therapy?" ask Daffin back.

"New to three times, it must be routine so that the doctor also sees the patient's development and there is progress" replied the nurse.

"Hopefully, Cynthia will be able to walk normally again" Daffin agreed.

It seems that if Cynthia can walk normally like before, Daffin will be happy and moved. It is he who has made the woman like this, but Daffin will also be responsible by accompanying her to seek treatment.

"Let me help you" Daffin said, extending his hand.

Cynthia received the man's hand with a smile. From the beginning it was Daffin who held it to learn to walk, the man never complained of fatigue from holding it on.

Slowly with her legs still feeling weak, Cynthia crazily stepped on the floor. Every now and then his face frowned feeling the weight to move his legs.

"Excite, you can" whispered Daffin in front of him.

Cynthia smiled then nodded. Yes the man besides helping her was also always encouraging her. Honestly, it's the sweet thing that makes Cynthia feel more eager to heal.

Dugm!

But fortunately Daffin swiftly caught his body and hugged his waist. The two people looked at each other deeply, and without being able to resist the heartbeat slowly became fast.

Elisha who had just been silent this time was already unable to hold back anymore. His chest was hot just to see Daffin who was that close to Cynthia, and he thought this time it was too much.

"Ekhem!" hard after close.

Daffin's consciousness immediately returned, the man then quickly placed Cynthia in his wheelchair. His face was slightly red, as if he was misbehaving.

"Well we rest first yes, do not be too forced also because the patient's mentality will be depressed" said the nurse with a smile.

"Yes sister, if the schedule of therapy is about when again?" ask Daffin.

"Three more days, brother, now I will report the results to the doctor first so that he sees the development of the patient." After saying that, the nurse left.

Daffin looked back at Cynthia, "You're getting better, I'm sure you'll be able to walk soon" he said.

"Yes, but it's still hard for a foot gerakin" Cynthia said.

Elisha then said with a cynical tone, "Don't pretend to be weak, if for example it's okay, be honest."

"What do you mean?" ask Cynthia.

"Just look at you if you benefit from this opportunity, just because you want to continue to depend on Daffin, I will not be aware!" hiss Elisa.

Daffin held Elisha's hand, "Elisa what are you talking about?" tanyanya intervened.

"I'm just afraid he'll benefit you with that physique. I'm sure he's doing well, but maybe he'll pretend to keep getting the same you keep going" said Elisha.

Daffin just shook his head hearing that, Again this Elisha bounces indistinctly by his own conjecture. Why is this Elisha? It's full of drama like this.

"Why is it that I'm rich? You're jealous see Daffin's attention is the same to me?" cynthia asked while pulling next to the corner of her lips, as if challenging.

Elisha's face looks wrong when asked like that, "Haha what the hell? I'm not jealous, but I don't want Daffin to be stupid. You've been too much trouble for him!" his reply.

"Already Elisha, do not speak so," said Daffin began to growl himself.

"You took him away from me? I'm your best friend Daffin!" upset Elisha.

"God is not so Elisha, but you always accuse Cynthia of that. You don't like him?"

And finally Elisha chose to answer honestly, "Yes I don't like him, because we rarely have time together again. He wants to take you from me!"

It was quiet for a while, but Elisha and Daffin were surprised to hear Cynthia sitting in a wheelchair laughing loudly until clapping. Elisha also shook his waist, feeling offended.

"Why laugh?!" asked Elisha fiercely.

"Well, how not to laugh, you talk is too much. You are already rich ready Daffin, to the extent that he is the same as anyone," replied Cynthia still trying to stop her laughter.

"He's my best friend, and we've been together since childhood. You will never lose, because you do not have friends," said Elisha.

Now Cynthia's laughter was stopped, her gaze became cold to Elisha, "I was choosy, afraid to meet people who do not know themselves rich!"