
" Nadira, I'm fine. " Said Sagar who saw Nadira's face full of worry. Nadira was still silent and immersed in his thoughts. His tears suddenly flowed without being invited.
" I'm right okay. " Sagar said, stretching out his hands. Nadira hugged Sagar.
' You're not okay. This is a warning to me from this world. " Nadira cried in Sagar's arms, she recalled Sagar's body lying on the asphalt covered with blood. A body that does not move at all.
' A warning to those who want to change the future. However I tried to change it, I still couldn't change it all. ' Nadira's mind is sad.
The atmosphere in the canteen became crowded, all whispering and some talking loudly.
" Look at that! Someone is hurt. "
" It looks like he got burned due to the food spillage. "
" The rib soup will be served in a boiling state, it must be very hot. "
The atmosphere became excited. Nadira immediately dragged Sagar out of the canteen.
" Where are we going? "
" We have to go to the hospital to treat your burns. "
" Hey, I'm really fine. " Sagar said. It was clear that Sagar's hand was reddened by the burns.
When they exit the campus building, the man Nadira had met was mysteriously looking at the two of them.
" I told you to always be on guard." The man murmured while looking towards Nadira who looked panicked.
" Changing the future is not that easy. " Said the man.
****
" No, I wasn't seriously hurt. " Sagar said after being moved in the nursery. Her hands had just finished being treated and wrapped in bandages.
" Look, this ring is still curled up on my ring finger. That's a sign my hand is okay. " Sagar smiled trying to comfort Nadira who was still sad.
" It must hurt a lot huh? "
' I'm so stupid! I should've told you firmly to take the food. It's better that I replace her get hurt like this. ' Nadira's mind is full of regrets.
" Nadira! " Sagar lifted Nadira's chin.
" You're thinking weird again, aren't you? Everything is seen and read. I'm really fine. It doesn't hurt too much. " Sagar said to make sure.
" yes. " Answer Nadira was brief.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Nadira looked towards the door.
" who? " Tanya Sagar's.
" I don't know either, maybe the nurse. " Said Nadira. He walked to open the door.
" What did you come here for?! " Said Nadira who was still angry at the man who hit Sagar.
" I came straight and wanted to apologize Mom, is your husband okay? " Task the student with guilt. He brought a bouquet of fruits for his hands.
" My husband is hurt, because of your carelessness. "
" Yes mom, I'm so sorry. For that I apologize. Let my hospital expenses bear it. "
" That's not necessary! Next time be kind, so as not to hurt others. "
" Yes ma'am, once again forgive me. "
" This is a little fruit for the mother's husband. Please don't refuse this time. " The man handed Nadira a bouquet of fruit. He was forced to take the bouquet because he did not want to disappoint the bearer.
" thank you. " Said the man after the fruit was taken over by Nadira.
" I'll excuse you. May she heal soon, my husband. "
Nadira answered him with only a nod. Nadira went back inside and put the fruit on the table.
" who? " Tanya Sagar's.
" The student who hit my sister. "
" Why not get in? "
" She came just to apologize and ask about my brother's condition. After that he said goodbye. "
" You must have scolded him? "
" No! I just said what I should have said. "
" I know, it was also my fault. "
Geck! Geck! Geck!
" Who else? " Tanya Sagar's.
" I don't know my brother, I didn't even tell anyone if he was in the hospital. " Said Nadira astonished.
Nadira got up from her seat and opened the door.
" Hello good afternoon Nadira. "
" Yes, what's this brother here? "
" I want to see your husband. Is she okay? " Task Senior Nadira.
' Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that Mr. Sagar is fine. Pretty good, I came here and you guys can get to know him directly. Who knows, he could help me with a promotion. ' Senior Nadira thought cunningly.
" Where do you think this is? " Tanya Nadira was not happy.
" If I had thought about it all this time, my brother often wanted to meet my husband, right?with this accident, my brother used it by coming here! Come on in, let me introduce you to my husband! Is that what you have in mind, brother actually? " Said Nadira frankly. His senior could only fall silent.
" Huh. Seems right huh? " Said Nadira after seeing the guilty expression on her Senior's face.
" Come home. From now on, no need to bother me! There's no need to ask Hamid's brother to help you approach me. Don't be around me and don't greet me. " Nadira said annoyed. With today's incident made Nadira's mood turn grumpy. He turned around and wanted to go inside the room.
" Nadira! I-I mean it's not like that. " Said Senior Nadira carefully.
" then? " Nadira turned a little towards her Senior.
" From now on be a sincere person in your actions. No need to look for face in front of others. " Nadira went into the room and closed the door.
' Huft! ' Nadira threw out Breath in relief. For he spoke those words with one breath and gathered up all diligence and courage.
' I should have been assertive like this. It is very difficult to meet him on campus. But let it be, the most important thing now is my husband. He's more everything than them. ' Inner Nadira. After trying as quietly as possible he approached Sagar's bed. She was afraid that Sagar would come back to worry and wonder about who had just come here. Seen there Sagar was sleeping soundly with his hands wrapped in bandages on his stomach.
' Ah, it turns out that my sister is asleep. ' Nadira observes Sagar's calm face.
' I should have replaced you hurt. ' Nadira's mind is sad.
' I should have paid more attention to you. Because lately my sister has been doing good to me. I am getting used to and comfortable with my sister. I should have been more careful and not negligent in taking care of my brother. I should have done my job. Pardon me! I'm sorry brother! " Nadira could only say in her heart, her tears just kept flowing looking at Sagar's face that was closed quietly. His feelings are always filled with guilt. In addition today, Sagar injured Nadira increasingly blame himself.
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