
In the morning at Fariz's residence, the man seemed to panic because Nesya suddenly had a high fever, especially Nesya continued to shout hysterically as she was about to approach. Looks like Nesya is traumatized by what Fariz did last night.
“Go Brother! Don't touch me!” nesya said in a raucous voice, her body trembling as Fariz was already sitting on the edge of the bed, as usual, there was no smile on that beautiful face.
Fariz was silent, but his hand moved to sit Nesya down even though the girl continued to hit her chest.
“Eat!!” said Fariz flat.
“No want! I want to eat if the same brother Abi,” replied Nesya while linking her fingers.
“See me!” Fariz cupped Nesya's cheek, the man was seen grinding his teeth.
“Lot good let alone me huh? If I hadn't known you guys, it'd be possible that your fucking brother would've been crouching behind bars. And you, I will definitely not hesitate to torture you!!” fariz said in flames.
“But not the brother who killed brother Amel,” Nesya's gaze became sad, his eyes bead saw Fariz who immediately looked away when he said his beloved sister husband.
“Know what you are huh? Obviously we came together and saw your brother there. Abi could be lying!” Fariz raised his voice, he did not accept if Nesya continued to defend Abi.
“But-"
“DIAM!” a hard slap landed on Nesya's face making the girl fall down.
“Kak Fariz evil!” Nesya sobbed, she ran outside the room while crying as she pleased.
“Where are you running to hmm?” Fariz chased after Nesya, looking as the girl descended the stairs in a hurry.
“I have to go.” muttered Nesya while rubbing her cheek that felt numb.
“You won't be able to go,” that burly hand managed to grab his wife's hand. But Nesya tried to escape, there was an act of attraction on the stairs. Nahas, Nesya's leg slipped, Fariz was astonished to see Nesya who was already lying downstairs.
“Nesya!” Fariz ran down the stairs, he did not want to be labeled as a KDRT player to see the condition of Nesya who had been battered.
“Nesya, wake... Nesya,” Fariz's panic grew, as Nesya's body convulsed and cold sweat soaked her forehead, her face was deathly pale.
“Is there a family called Abi?” a middle-aged doctor came out of the room after examining Nesya.
“She's her brother Doc, but she's out of town right now,” Fariz said, which is definitely just a joke.
“The condition is really concerning, what before the patient experienced violence?”
At once Fariz's body stiffened, but as much as possible he hid it to look calm.
“No, he did fall down the stairs.”
The doctor nodded, but he was slightly suspicious of Fariz who looked agitated.
“What can I enter, Doc?”
“Please, but as much as possible to keep his emotions, because it can affect his health.”
Fariz nodded in understanding, then entered the treatment room where Nesya was lying down with a blank look.
“Go! Don't come any closer! Please...!!” Nesya went back hysterically, looking at Fariz who was approaching her.
As fast as lightning Fariz clutched Nesya's body, “hush or I will kill your brother right now.”
But instead of silence, Nesya more crazy, he cried while shouting to make Fariz shake.
“Already, do you want to call your sister?” Fariz tried to temper his already explosive emotions. If this wasn't a hospital, he might have taught Nesya a lesson.
Nesya's cry subsided, she began to be comfortable in Fariz's arms. His face looked up then nodded, Nesya had long heard nothing about Abi, and everything was none other than Fariz's.
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