Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 70

“To here!” Hazar's left hand patted the bed next to him. He is really a patient now, with his right hand wearing armsling and his left hand tied to an infusion hose. Lying in bed with inpatient status.

“Do not want, I sleep here only.” Alin refuses Hazar's invitation to sleep in the patient's bed. I prefer to sleep on the couch.

“You want to come here now, or want me to pick you up there?”

Alin clucked lazily, staring bitterly at Hazar. “That mattress only fit for one person, it would be very narrow if I also slept there. And it would be very dangerous if Brother's wound was nudged again by me later.” Alin reasoned.

“One!” Hazar started counting.

While clucking lazily, and by stomping his feet Alin also moved to the top of the mattress. “Swipe!” rutuknya.

Hazar pulled the corner of her lips, and a slight shift to the right gave room for Alin to lie next to her. “You are very sweet if you are a submissive child like this.” Hazar stroked the head of his wife who was lying beside him.

“Ck, don't hold-hold!” Alin slightly moved away, changing his sleeping position to his back to Hazar.

“You won't give me a kiss good night?” asked Hazar while smiling. I don't know since when he likes to tease his wife.

Alin was unmoved, remaining silent with his position. Maybe he was pretending to be asleep.

“You want me to give it to you? If yes, I can't promise just a kiss that will happen later.”

“Arrgghh..” Alin looked angrily at Hazar.

Hazar's lips grew more fully see the annoyed face of his wife. The kiss will not be able to vent his pleasure at this time. In the end he also managed to make Alin distraught, because he did not give the slightest gap for his wife to take a breath.

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“What do you need here?” ask Grandpa Setyo.

This morning Papa Haris went to Grandpa Setyo's office, because there was an important matter that he had to talk about as soon as possible to Grandpa Setyo.

“Is Alin okay? I heard he was robbed yesterday, have you met your son?”

Papa Haris did not answer, he knew Grandpa Setyo asked just for a stale base, his papa never cared about Alin either. Papa Haris puts an envelope on Grandpa Setyo's desk. “I'll divorce Amel. In order for Papa's company shares not to fall, Papa can make up any story for the reasons for this divorce. Spread it out in the media, make the story as dramatic as possible and save Papa,” company shares

Grandpa Setyo's eyes suddenly popped. “You've dared to fight me!?” grumpy Grandpa Setyo. Haris divorce news will certainly have a big effect on the stock price. Because all this time that is often reported in the media is about the harmony of their families.

“I will still work in the hospital, if Papa still allows it.” said Papa Haris with his rest, he does not care at all about Grandpa Setyo's anger.

“Do you no longer care about your daughter's safety?” Grandpa Setyo's old threat is back out. Indeed, at times like this, Grandpa Setyo always uses Alin's safety as a threat.

THE PLAQUE! Papa Haris hits Grandpa Setyo's desk, with his eyes fully rounded he stares intently at Grandpa Setyo. “Don't Papa ever again make Alin's safety a bet! It won't be difficult for me to destroy this Foundation!” growled Papa Haris while pointing at Grandpa Setyo's face.

After saying that, Papa Haris immediately turned his back to leave the room. But only three steps he walked he turned back his body. “This divorce must be completed this month as well. If Papa can't take care of it, I'll intervene myself. But there will be no rescue for Papa.” company

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GECK! GECK! GECK!

“Log in!” alin replied as he continued to focus on the phone in his hand. He was playing games on Hazar's phone.

“Good morning, Miss!”

Alin immediately raised his head, his lips immediately expanded when he found out who had come to the treatment room of her husband. “Hey, Secretary Jon!” yelled Alin with his excitement. He immediately stood up from his seat and stepped closer to his Grandfather's Secretary. “How are you, Secretary Jon?” Alin extended his hand about to shake hands with Secretary Jon.

“I'm good, Miss.” Notya returned Alin's hand, Secretary Jon instead put a bouquet of flowers he carried in Alin's outstretched hand.

Alin turned his lips, This stiff secretary still kept his distance from him. But Secretary Jon's rigid attitude never deterred Alin. He still likes to disturb his grandfather's secretary.

Alin smiled again, hugging the bouquet of flowers in his hand. “You're getting good-looking, Secretary Jon,” Praise Alin. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“What does Mr Hazar have, Miss?” Secretary Jon asked Alin.

“You haven't answered me!”

“I'll be here again, later.” Because he knew he would not get an answer from Alin, Secretary Jon wanted to go from there, but he was intercepted by Alin.

“Hey, why are you in such a hurry, Secretary Jon? Wait here, Brother Hazar is in the bathroom!” alin said, it would be a pity if Secretary Jon just left. Disturbing Secretary Jon is the most fun thing for him.

“Sit!” alin told Secretary Jon to sit on the couch.

“Thank you, Miss. I just stand.”

“E... Come on, Secretary Jon. We can tell you a little about the past, sit down!”

“Nothing to tell, Miss.”

“Did you easily forget our past, Secretary Jon? We can tell you a lot about our past!” Alin is seen putting on a disappointed look, but Secretary Jon still ignores him. He has not lost the subject yet. “You can tell me about how many times you have rejected my application! And how many reports have you received about me from your men! Are there any of your men following me? And why are you still at home to sing until now?” Alin railed a lot of questions to Secretary Jon. Alin pulled the corner of his lips, something flashed through his mind. “Are you waiting for my hand, Secretary Jon!” yelled Alin with his excitement.

“Ehem,”

Secretary Jon looked directly at the direction of the voice. Hazar was standing not far from his place.

Secretary Jon approaches Hazar who just came out of the bathroom, passing Alin by.

“Good morning, Mr.” Secretary Jon slightly bowed. “I'm here to say hello from Mr. Setyo. He apologized for not being able to visit you at this time.”

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After the departure of Secretary Jon, Alin again played games on her husband's phone. Waiting for a sick person is very boring. If Secretary Jon were still there, maybe Alin wouldn't be this bored.

Alin was sitting on the sofa with his head propped up on Hazar's chest sitting beside him. Alin was heard sighing deeply for the umpteenth time, it managed to make Hazar feel disturbed.

“What are you, bored?”

“Ya!” Alin dropped his busy hand with a cell phone, his head raised to stare at Hazar's face right on top of it. “Can I come out for a minute?” Alin blinked his eyes. Wish it could get him permission to go out.

“Cannot,”

At that instant Alin instantly slumped, melancholy instantly adorning his face.

“What past do you have with your Grandpa Secretary?” ask Hazar suddenly.

“Kakak, was it eavesdropping?” accuse Alin.

“Not eavesdropping.” Erat Hazar. “Who could not hear your voice earlier, you look so happy that you can not control your own voice. Maybe the nurses out there can also hear your voice!” geram Hazar's.

Alin clucked, he was again busy with his games.

“Have you ever dated her?” Hazar was still curious about the question.

“Not dating. I've proposed to her, and she always refuses my proposal.”

“You proposed to her!?”

“Yes! Even seven days before our wedding, I reapplied.” Alin replied with ease. He did not realize the look on Hazar's face had changed. Even Hazar's voice had gone up.

Hazar snatched his phone from Alin's hand.

“Kakak!” yell Alin's angry. He nearly defeated his enemy, but failed because Hazar had snatched the flat object from his hand.

That instant Hazar immediately buried his lips on Alin's lips. This was the only way of venting the anger he thought.

“Hmmm..” Alin banged Hazar in the chest, he's running out of oxygen now. “Hmm... Kak_” Alin tried his hardest to keep Hazar's face away from him, but just a split second later, he again silenced Hazar.

GECK! GECK! GECK!

The sound of knocking on the door managed to make Alin escape from the safety of her husband. With his breath still severed, he rubbed his lips that felt swollen. Then stand up to open the door.

“Where are you, you?” Hazar held Alin's hand.

“Open door.” Answer Alin ketus. His eyes still stared hard at Hazar.

“Log in!” shout Hazar. Then the door opened from the outside, and Bobi appeared from there.

Alin exhaled his breath violently. He failed to escape again.

“What's up?” hazar asked Bobi, who was standing in front of him.

“This is Miss Alin's stuff you requested, Mr.” Bobi handed me Alin's tote bag left in the cafe first.

“Thank you,” said Alin while taking a bag that Bobi extended. Alin's face still looked annoyed. He reached into his bag, picked up his phone and turned it on.

“I'm sorry, Mister, Miss.”

“Ya,” replied Hazar.

Alin had just turned on his phone, an incoming call notification was immediately displayed on the phone screen, and the name of the Hero was plastered in the middle of the screen.

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