Forced to Become a Savings Woman
Forced to Handle 2

Hearing her words that seemed to be very sincere, Azka only let out a long sigh.

“I'm still in class, the motor key is in the bag. Later after my anter home, you can bring my bike home,” said Azka, making Pras surprised to hear it.

The difference in their economic conditions are very inversely proportional, making Pras happy to hear it. Can use the motor sport belongs to Azka only, already a pride for Pras.

Throughout his life, Pras never used a motorcycle with the brand that Azka had. That made him more excited.

“Wah, cool! Okay, I'll take you to UKS!” pras said, who was very excited when he heard it.

Azka only smiled faintly, then Pras left the room in a very happy state.

Alea gave no response at all. He only focuses on the equipment he carries, which might make Azka better because of his treatment.

“The injury on your elbow has not been bandaged before. They focus on stopping the blood in your head. Now, I want a bandage wound on your elbow,” Alea said, Azka just silently heard his words.

With the technique Alea had as the chairman of the PMR organization, Alea very skillfully handled the injuries on Azka's elbow. It made Azka feel very happy to be noticed like this by Alea directly.

“Where were they handling me?” asked Azka, still in a low tone.

“They went to class, because their class was a daily replay,” Alea replied, while still dealing with the wound on Azka's elbow.

Some time has passed, now Alea has finished wrapping the wound with a bandage that he put on Azka.

“It's done.”

It turned out to make Azka blush embarrassed. Alea unintentionally saw Azka's strange reaction from looking at the plaster.

“It's not for you, yeah! That's a plaster that I prepared specifically for Arga, if Arga why-what fitting to play basketball!” ketus Alea, made Azka speechless because she could not believe what she had just heard.

‘It turns out, not to me,’ Inner Azka, who felt like she had misunderstood what she thought about Alea.

Azka thought that the handwriting was true for her. Apparently, it was really beyond his expectations.

‘Has good he was always on the sidelines, when Arga was playing basketball! Apparently, in addition to worrying about the state of Arga, he is also the chairman of the PMR responsible for every accident that occurs on the field?’ inner Azka, who could already deduce what she thought of Alea.

All things little by little Azka can digest, with Alea's background that he has begun to know. Now, there is more information about Alea.

Alea stuffed her hands with the look of the eyes she threw away from Azka's face.

“Lagian, why the hell did they tell me to make your nanganin like this? Can't you all just now?” his grunts, which looked very cute in Azka's view.

‘Yeah, grumble it again!’ inner Azka, who could only smile saw Alea grumbling like that again before him.

“Surely they will do that. Because the cause of this incident, is because of your lover!” said Azka, immediately made Alea look at Azka with a sharp look.

“What?!”