Shackles of Love, Mr. Duda
Misunderstand

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Bruckk!

Adnan who heard the sound of a loud enough impact, finally immediately ran to the source of the sound. And how surprised he was when he saw that now Nasya had fallen on the floor with his head holding down sobs.

“Why you?” adnan asked closer.

“Hiks hiks, this is all because of Mr!” muttered Nasya sobbing but still in a lowered position.

“You are running, you are also the—“ Adnan's speech immediately stopped when you see Nasya who has looked up staring at him, with a face that has been covered in blood, “Ka—kamu why?” his cry was surprised.

“Kejedot it, hiks hiks,” replied Nasya sobbing, now his tears have been mixed with blood, so it looks like Nasha is crying blood, “Sot that I only leaked, I just, my head is also leaking hiks hiks.”

Adnan immediately lifted Nasya's body and brought him to Nasya's room. Not to forget, he also brought a city of P3K to treat his forehead which turned out to be quite severe injuries.

When Nasya was running, he accidentally hit the edge of the door that was half open. Hence his forehead until it bled because the edge of the door was quite sharp. Moreover, Nasya ran quite fast.

(May imagine for yourself, enjoy it)

“Sshhtt, Mr. hiks hiks hiks,” hiss Nasya when Adnan patiently treats his forehead.

“Hold it, it won't take long. The pain is only for a moment,” said Adnan who was still so focused on cleaning the blood next to Nasya's wound by using alcohol.

“Aaarrrrkkhhhh sick sir! Slowly!” pekik Nasya spontaneously hit Adnan's arm.

“Can't be that hand diem first. I am sick like this too! Where is so narrow again!” exclaimed Adnan was no less upset, because Nasya's bed was so narrow for her to sit.

“Still sick?” adnan asked now it was a little soft.

“Not too, it's been a little fun. Not like earlier,” replied Nasya slowly, because it was holding back pain, in his stomach and head.

“Ya already, hold a little more done kok.” Adnan said that he was almost done closing Nasya's wounds.

“Cepetin can not sir? I am not strong, this hurts so much,” ringis Nasya while gripping her stomach, because since she has not used a sanitary pad.

“Yes, a little more. Hold,” says Adnan.

“Finally!” Adnan sighed quite harshly when he finished treating Nasya's forehead.

When finished, Nasya immediately got up with help by Adnan to go to the bathroom. Nasya took his clothes and his towel in the closet, not forgetting to wrap his loaf of bread in the folds of his clothes.

And patiently, Adnan led Nasya out of the room and into the bathroom. However, when Adnan was about to open the door, nasya suddenly prevented him and glanced once again towards the bed.

“Pak, the clothes of the father who was dirty because of my blood, later love me only yes. Let me wash my bed sheet with blood too, don't tell Mbak. I do not feel good, because it's my dirt,” said Nasya so softly because it held the pain.

“Have not thought of that. Come,” take Adnan and then immediately open the door and arrive when the door opens, he immediately rounded his eyes because it turns out that in front of the door Nasya's room is so crowded with people. Yoga Included.

“A—abang what is Nasya?” tanya Yoga was a little nervous when she saw the bloodstains on Adnan's shirt. Not only there, since then Yoga and some helpers and workers there also heard all the conversations Adnan and Nasya who they thought was so ambiguous and made people traveling ria.

...~To be continue .......