It started yesterday afternoon when my husband took me to the hospital to pick up my family planning pills with our 2 months old baby. To cut the story short, I went into the midwife’s office alone to pick the pill, ask questions and get answers.
Inside the midwives office was a very young doctor who got involved in all my discussion with the midwife. Along the line, the midwife went out to pick something and at that moment the young doctor asked me for my number, I gave him a wrong number.



























