
“thank you friends.” Ahreum said when the two families began to climb the stairs 1 by 1 with a large suitcase in control of both.
Although Nayeon's body is as thin as Hanna's but not with the strength/power she has, her power is much greater than Hanna's, let alone Ahreum. It is proven that now even more instrumental in the lift of the large suitcase is Nayeon, when compared in percentages maybe like this the result is 80:20 (80% Nayeon and the rest Rihanna 20%) .
So that a large suitcase that makes almost no sense can be lifted by 2 skinny girls is now on the 12th floor, thanks to the strength possessed by Nayeon, the results of her routine of exercise and gymnastics. Even her own lover, it felt like it would be difficult to do the job that Nayeon had just done.
As soon as the three exited the emergency exit connecting the emergency stairs with the 12th floor, the, Nayeon pulled her suitcase alone and placed it in the corner of the hallway before she finally sat on the floor as her two friends had done earlier.
Seemed the three are still trying to stabilize his breathing while wagging his hands in front of his face due to heat, and also sweat that continues to pour all over his exhausted body.
Nayeon and Hanna are grappling with a suitcase lift, Ahreum also struggled up the stairs with 1 leg sprained and also do not forget Ahreum's wrist which seemed to be getting swollen due to too much pressure on his wrist.
So as to make Ahreum feel the fatigue experienced by both of his sidekick.
“huhh.. haahh. it seems. I did not.. will .. be able to .. walk again..” said Hanna with a staggered breath while directing her gaze at Ahreum who sat beside her while leaning her back against the wall.
“aku also.. huuh.. haah.” Ahreum's response which equally could not stabilize his breathing.
“search for his house tomorrow again aja.” Hanna continued again while bending her legs.
“do not like that, later you can cramp, straighten.” Ahreum said as he tried to straighten Hanna's legs that he had just bent.
“ahhh, don't bother me this is my comfortable position.” Denied Hanna while bending her legs again and brushed away Ahreum's hand.
“ciihh!!.” snorted Nayeon who sat across the two, then turned her face the other way upon hearing Hanna's stubbornness.
And..
Sure enough both of Hanna's legs suddenly cramp that makes Ahreum panic because of it.
“aaww. awww.. my legs are cramping! Awwww!..” whine Hanna while holding both legs and continue to whine in pain, meanwhile Nayeon who was in front of him seemed to laugh satisfied with Hanna's suffering due to the behavior of her head a few minutes ago.
“yak.. yak. yak.. I have removed your legs, you are!” ahreum panicked as he looked at his sidecar for not knowing what to do.
***
Haneul Hospital Jakarta.
More precisely on the roof of the Haneul hospital, now it looks Ansell and also Seno father of Ahreum is standing on the wall of the roof barrier while directing his gaze straight ahead.
Seno sipped her warm coffee first before starting her conversation with the son-in-law. “sorry because yesterday-yesterday om too hard on you.” he said shortly after sipping a warm coffee that was in his grasp.
“hmm. om also wants to apologize to you on behalf of the elders first, because it has involved you and princess om to be like this. And thank you for being willing to keep the promises of the elders in the past, at the expense of your love story.
This does sound very selfish, we continue to encourage you to go through marriage just to be free from the snare of the promise. But as you know, a promise is a promise, a sentence that must be truly kept. We could not do anything because this promise was made by both your grandfather's grandmother and his wife's parents.
I hope you can understand it, and live it earnestly. But if you still can not love and love Ahreum as a husband, only 1 request om, please just return Ahreum to om. Instead of you getting Ahreum hurt by venting your resentment for the injustice that has happened in your life, you better just give back your daughter, and end this marriage that you do not want.” Seno said at length and ended with a warm smile and a gentle pat on Ansell's shoulder, before he turned his body and left Ansell who did not even make a sound.
Ansell just looked at the middle-aged man walking away from her and then lost his sight. The sentence was warm and sincere enough that a father threw at his eldest daughter, to make Ansell's heart touched and speechless.
Plus recalling what he had done last night in this place to Ahreum made himself very sorry and feel guilty, already yelling and also hurting Ahreum just because of his momentary jealousy, he said, though it was just a misunderstanding that should have been cleared up without Ansell's anger and rude actions towards her little wife.
***
Her night.
Bougenville Apartment, more precisely in Ahreum nathania's room, after going through a long day he was finally able to rest his body in a soft bed after cleaning rituals and also dinner that had been prepared beforehand by bi Ijah at the dining table.
The door of the room slowly opened, Ansell appeared from behind the door and slowly entered with careful steps because he did not want to make a noise that would wake his wife who was asleep in her beautiful dreams, while taking off the suit he wore and put it on the dress-spelled Ahreum.
He looked for a moment at the little face of his wife who was asleep with a slanted position facing him, then his gaze spread towards both hands of Ahreum who looked blue on one of his wrists.
He rushed to turn his body and pulled a step out of Ahreum's room.
After a few minutes Ansell reappeared in Ahreum's room while carrying a P3K box in her grasp, then walked closer to the edge of the bed and sat next to Ahreum's body which was still in its initial position.
Before opening the P3K box and starting the action, he tried to loosen the circular tie on his shirt and then continued to remove the buttons on his wrist and roll his shirt arm up to the elbow to secure his space.
As soon as P3K opened, Ansell sought an ointment to remove the swelling on Ahreum's wrist. He gently put Ahreum's tiny hand and then put it on one of his thighs, followed by gently pressing the tip of the ointment using both fingers so that it came out as needed.
With a gentle gesture he rubbed it on Ahreum's swollen, blue wrist from his firm grip last night.
But suddenly after a few soft strokes Ahreum woke up and..
“ooekk... oeekk..!!” the voice of someone who wanted to**ah, made Ansell immediately surprised and stopped the activity of smearing it then put the ointment on a small cupboard beside the bed Ahreum.
Seriate...
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