
" Is nasha scared?" the question was in the ears of the Nasya. But he never answered. Fatimah patiently waited while stroking - elus her shoulders.
" Brother ... Nasya was afraid to meet Mr. Rangga. Didn't he blame me for his wife's death" Nasya replied in the end. Fatimah responded with a smile.
" So show him that you are not the cause of all this. Dare to be with her nasya so that she realizes that you are a good girl" replied Fatimah trying to convince nasya. But nasya shook his head.
" Even nasya did not dare to look at him sis," replied nasya lirih. Again, Fatimah sighed so that she was a little patient.
" Yes ... If you are afraid then Rangga must believe that you are the one who caused his wife to die. All right, it's up to nasha. If you have the decision, tell your sister. But one thing that must be known that rangga will not help healing if nasya does not become halal for him. Understand what you mean brother," said fatimah explained.
" Brother ... That means nasha should marry him?" tanya nasya stared lethargicly at the fatimah who nodded surely.
" Yes yes .. "the answer.
Not long after that fatimah came out of the room. To return to service. While the rangga walk towards the chamber nasya with the face of the plate. Arrive there ...
" Stop there!" nasya.
" Why are you afraid to meet the husband of the person you are hurting?" asked rangga with a slanted smile. Nasya began to look slightly at the young man who used to help him often.
" Even you came just to make fun of me doctor rangga," Nasya replied in the end.
" It seems you've been healed. I can repay my jokes. Means I don't have to try to cure you, "the answer is ridiculous.
" Are every patient who needs your help they should all marry you doctor. You pervert!" yelled at the already irritated nasya. Rangga smirked.
Nasya had looked frightened but Rangga did not notice it. Nasy started shaking when she saw the blood dripping.
" Please don't do anything to me. I'm sorry sir. Get that away from me! Please don't hurt me anymore" Nasya retreated to fall from the gurney. And corner next to the small closet next to his bed. Rangga who saw was shocked. He called the sister.
" No .. Please. Unhand me!" nasya's voice shakes. Rangga so gawking saw the girl became hysterical again.
" Doctor forgive me! But clean the wound first. Miss this doctor's blood phobia she'll keep delirious like this at all times unless it's sedated. Forgive my words if it's like expelling a doctor" said the nurse.
" Okay ... Handle him!" rangga then left from there.
Then the young man went into his room to treat his wound because of the growling at nasya so he was emotional. Rangga saw the other side again drai nasya. Besides he was careless he also made others bother because of his phobia and trauma. Rangga was upset because he was confused and could not do anything.
" Even when I am grieving, you still trouble me. Do you not pity me who always pity to be near you" said Rangga. His little heart always paid attention to the girl. But his logic blames him for ruby's death.
Rangga stared at the wound he had bandaged. Because of this wound nasya returned to his trauma. He made Rangga sick of calling him a pervert doctor.
" Fuck!" a loud scream in his room echoed in the corner of the room.
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Marhaban in Ramadhan. Congratulations on performing the fast of Ramadan for those of you who are Muslims. Maksihhhh stopped by in this novel. Do not forget like yes it is a form of support for the author. Love you All's.