A Match for Him
150 You Are Like an Angel
Nuna bowed deeper and deeper as the ruler began to stand up.
"Wait!"
All attention is now focused on the voice of someone who sounds crazy.
"I'm sorry I'm late."
Nuna's cry was getting stronger. Not only because they feel relieved, but also mixed with annoyance and fear.
"Sorry, I'm late. Don't cry anymore."
Steve rubbed Nuna's tears, wanting to hug and kiss the girl's forehead, but it wasn't nice because many were looking.
They saw Steve whose appearance was a little messy. His face was a little pale and sweaty, his shirt was out and wet on the body. His body was even just slanted in his arms.
"Repair your appearance first," said papa Steve.
His brother and sister-in-law Steve had even just walked into the room, looking just as tired.
Freya soon followed Steve, and invited a heart specialist.
"Check him!" Freya.
"Freya, I'm fine."
"Don't ngeyel! Just follow what I said!"
It does sound pretentious to organize, but they know very well what Freya does as a form of caring. Not just for Nuna, but for Steve.
"Have you had breakfast?" ask doctor.
"She ate only a little" answered her mother.
"Eat first a little, after that take vitamins."
Steve couldn't argue under people's gazes. After confirming the man's condition, Freya then returned to the event room.
"What's up, Beb? Everything's fine, right?"
"Yes, let's just pray everything goes well."
Steve finally returned to the room. His appearance is more neat. The man set his breath.
"Ready everything?"
"Ready."
"Then we start, yes."
The heart started to beat. If all goes well, there will be a status that starts to change.
Ikmal stared fixedly at Nuna who day looked very beautiful.
You're like an angel, that man's inner.
Freya closed her eyes, her tears slowly dripping.
Arby subconsciously held his breath, glancing at Ikmal who continued to look at Nuna unblinkingly.
The three of them, with Freya in the middle, involuntarily held their breath.
Arby and Ikmal both remembered the times they had spent together.
Freya and Nuna who were running, fell together. Arby helps Freya stand up.
"Just calm down, there's Ikmal who's gonna carry her."
"Why Ikmal?"
"Because I'm just for you" Arby told Freya.
"Ikmal, Nuna fell, tuh."
Ikmal then helped Nuna stand up, clearing the girl's knee.
"Come on, I'm a carry."
Arby then carried Freya on his back, while Ikmal carried Nuna.
"Aby, let's run." Freya asks Arby to carry her while running.
"Don't fall later."
"There are you. Said if I fell, there was Aby. If Nuna falls, there's Ikmal."
"Mal, you'll keep Nuna, right?" ask Freya.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Are you going to take care of me?" this time Nuna asked.
"Yes?"
"Until when?"
"Hm, until whenever you want. Until there's another boy who can take care of you."
"Really, huh?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Promise?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Yes, yes, no."
"If not yes, the time wants me to answer no, you will lash."
Nuna just laughed in an Ikmal sling. Increasingly tightened his embrace on the man's back.
The two men ended up running while holding two little girls. Shouting and laughing together.
I'll be content with you, Nuna, before there's another angry boy.
They are awakened from their daydreams, when they hear someone's voice.
"I marry you and control you ...."
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Continue no, huh?
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