ATIQA
Chapter 11: Your Hugs

After Mr. Bondan siuman and transferred to the inpatient room, Ardi said goodbye because the day was approaching evening.

"Thank you son Ardi, for helping you" said Asri who sat on the bedside chair where Mr. Bondan had fallen asleep again.

"Sama-sama mom. I'm saying goodbye now" nodded his head.

"Be careful son Ardi" said Ms. Asri.

"Mba interra Ardi first yes ma'am" bu Asri nodded allowing.

Atiqah looked at Ardi's back, her smile cracking. The upperclassman who had been bothering him many times but this time his feelings were different. There was something warm in his heart. Ardi who is forced, nosy and likes to disturb him, is now transformed into another figure. A kind-hearted person who had helped her, more precisely to help her father.

"I'll definitely pay for your medical expenses. I'm a prick, I promise" Atiqah doesn't want to trouble Ardi too much.

Ardi turned his body. "I sincerely help your father Atiqah. No need to change or get to the cicil".

"But...." Ardi immediately covered the lips of Atiqah with his index finger.

"Ssttt.I'm sincere. Don't discuss it again. I'm going home, right? if there's something you need again, call me" Atiqah nodded slowly, continuing to look Ardi in the eye as if hypnotized. The brown eyes were just realized.

Handsomes. Batin Atiqah's.

"A. I don't have your number" Atiqah grimaced. Ardi immediately raised his palm, asking for Atiqah's phone.

"Ah..iya" Atiqah took out her phone from inside her pocket. Ardi immediately typed in his mobile number and immediately dialed into his number. Cellphone's ringing.

"Okay, yeah. I'll save you a name?" tanya Ardi smiled sweetly, playing both of her eyebrows.

"What the hell? yes Atiqah, who else" Atiqah save Ardi number.

"Who knows what I would call Atiqahku" blinked one eye.

"Yes whatever, it's your phone" put your shoulder to shoulder. He turned his gaze and smiled. Atiqah did not want Ardi to see his smile. But wrong, Ardi saw the pull of the corner of his lips that curved upwards.

"okay, fix. ATIQAHKU'S. If it's my number, what name do you keep?" tanya Ardi glanced at the screen of Atiqah's phone.

Atiqah thrust her phone screen right in front of Ardi's face. "It's..Have you?" Ardi mangosteen. For him it is quite satisfied to have exchanged mobile numbers, even though the number is stored with only one word ARDI.

Later.certainly you will change my name on the phone so ARDIKU. Inner Ardi steady.

"I'm home, bye" waved his hand. Atiqah replied to the wave, seeing Ardi's back who continued to walk out the lobby door.

Thank you so much, for helping me. Sorry I was too understimate. Turns out you're very nice. Atiqah smiled, her cheeks red.

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Ardi's big black motor goes into the garage of the house. His heart is blossoming. His right hand was carrying a paperbag with his school uniform. Walking into the house with a hum and whistling.

"Sir, thank you for the help. Sorry I got my hands on some more. This is my uniform, dirty. If you can't lose the node, throw it away" hand the paperbag over to Barti's bik.

"Yes" received it and turned around without checking its contents.

"Wait on! bik Narti, come here! Bring the paperbag" the big madam's voice from the direction of the stairs. Ardi.

"Mama.." muttered Ardi.

"Bik..come!" bik Narti flinched, walking past Ardi. Said without a voice "Sorry mas".

Anne quickly snatched the paperbag in Narti's hand. Open it and take it, lift it into the air. His eyes widened. "Is this Ardi? you brawl?".

Ardi shook his head quickly. "No Ma. Since when do I like to go to brawls".

A big name family that is quite famous in Indonesia. Eyang buyut Ardi who comes from Jogja is a successful businessman in Jakarta. Later the family-owned companies will be inherited from Ardi. The only grandson in the Danurdara family.

"Patience my dear Mama. I'm clear but not here, Mama wait in the room. I will be followed after the shower. Okay Mom?" embrace and then kiss the cheek. Anne always fell out with her son.

Ardi grabbed the paperbag in Anne's hand, handing it back to Narti. "Big..."

"Yes mas.excuse me Madam" Narti brought her into the loundry room near her room.

"Hemm" replied Anne. Ardi pushed Anne up the stairs, leading her to the door.

"Wait inside, Ma. I took a shower" Ardi again kissed Anne's cheek again.

"Yes yes.don't be long! you should explain to Mama!" pointing at his son's face with his index finger.

"Yes my dear Mama" Ardi smiled, running to her room.

Just as Ardi had finished taking a shower, his phone screen shook and blinked in the bed. His smile came out when he saw who called him. ATIQAHKU'S.

"Hello.." Ardi's voice greeted.

"Har.ehem..." Atiqah cleared his voice. "It's me.. Is it home?" ask the honest Atiqah. He wanted to know about Ardi, somehow at this time Atiqah felt homesick to hear the voice of Ardi and also reportedly.

Ardi smiled hearing that. "I was 15 minutes ago. What was? is there something you need?".

Atiqah shook her head. "No.nothing. Just want to know. If you're home, thank God" while rubbing his own cheek.

Ardi smiled again as he rubbed his wet hair with a small towel. "Tomorrow I'll pick you up, won't you?". Atiqah who was sitting in the hospital aisle seat covered her face when she heard Ardi's invitation. Previously Atiqah would have directly rejected her with a ketus but now, her heart was flowery.

"Where? how is diem? don't want ya. Yaud..." Ardi had not finished speaking, Atiqah immediately interjected. "You.I want to".

Ardi is happy not to play, Atiqah wants to go to school together. "Okay, I'll pick you up in the morning. At home or in the hospital?" asked Ardi while opening his wardrobe. Choosing a shirt and shorts.

"Home alone. Eh...Do you know my house?" atiqah asked, he was now in front of the hospital waiting for ojol. Poor Robi at home alone, said Asri earlier.

"I know. Where are you again?" Ardi heard the noise of the vehicle and passed.

"I'm waiting for ojol. Wanna go home. My sister's at home, no one" Atiqah's voice cried out a little.

"Why didn't you say that? you know I'm anter home. Just wait in front. Don't ride ojol. I'll pick it up now!" Ardi hurriedly put on his shirt and pants as well as his jacket. He forgot his promise to Anne. Her mother was already sleepy from waiting for Ardi too long.

Atiqah is in a dilemma, he has already ordered ojol but Ardi is picking her up. "Mas, I'm so sorry. I didn't go up but I paid. It's mas. I'm sorry mas" lucky ojol that's not angry. Most importantly, he gets paid.

Waiting for about 15 minutes, the big black motor approached Atiqah who was standing on the sidewalk of the hospital.

"Why not wait in Dalem? cold out. It's wearing" take off the jacket and hand it over to Atiqah.

"Sir papa. I'm not cold. You're the one who wears it" Ardi got off the bike, directly put his jacket on Atiqah. "Udah, come on up!" Atiqah got on the bike with his hands resting on Ardi's shoulders.

"Hold here" pulled Atiqah's hand to hold on to her waist. Atiqah according to him. "If it's still cold, you can hug me" Ardi's voice was a little loud, looking to the right. The motor has been launched.

Ardi smiled happily because at this time the hand of Atiqah was already coiled in his stomach. Atiqah.

Seriate....

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E do do e.anget. Night riding motor sport while strolling. So in the past othor dating amu lukewarm. Difference cool red mio matic motor in his time 😝😝😝

Want to hug lukewarm again ah ⁇ ️️