Love Blanket Revenge
CBD Episode #101

After making sure Qari and Alzam and his sister entered his house, and Meta had gone back to continue his hunt for bakmie according to the riquest of the great nyonyah. And Jec and Qila who had taken a taxi to the hospital. Deon also moved his seat and drove his four-wheeled vehicle.

The initial journey was quite smooth, but because the distance Deon had to travel was quite far, over time Deon's head pulsed and the streets seemed to go back and forth. The man pulled the car over, and his hand immediately picked up the flat object in his pants pocket.

[Jec is your business done?] deon asked in ignorance, but Jec had only left a few minutes ago.

Jec's eyes were closed slightly hard. [No sir, even that woman just entered the IGD, what's the matter Mister?] jec asked, even though the man already knew, surely his boss would not drive. It is a habit of Deon is very unwilling to drive his vehicle and always rely on the services of others, one of which is Jec, Deon does not want to drive his car carelessly, he said, must be a trusted person and certainly master four-wheeled vehicles and roads.

[I couldn't continue to drive, my head was dizzy, and the streets were spinning,] Deon fought with a very heavy sounding voice.

'Hemzzz.. as I suspected, ' Jec's mind scratched his head, his eyes looked at Qila who was on medication, and also looked at the phone screen where his boss also needed him. Jec thought for a moment.

[Sir, you send me your address where, let me send you Gatot (Muscled Girl) to pick you up, ] said Jec, he could not bear to leave Qila home and take care of anything by himself, especially when Jec's eyes saw several times Qila wipe his tears when the doctor did first aid on a sprained hand, it's very obvious that it hurts.

Deon on the phone was quite dumbfounded, when he heard the word Gatot. {Why Gatot is Jec, he's the dumbest guy I've ever known, pick another one but not Gatot,]gag Deon him to just look amused by looking at the woman whose appearance is like a man. Even Deon does not believe, bring the girl called and famous by the name of Gatot is true of girls.

[Only Gatot can be trusted Master, so far there is nothing I can trust to drive other than him, especially to drive on the streets of Jakarta that has been increasingly crowded, Gatot has been tested safely. If the others I'm not sure sir." Jec still tried to give understanding to Deon, if Gatot is a very reliable person, besides he can be used to drive, Gatot can also be used as a bodyguard, Gatot can also be used as a guard, so that if someone messes with Deon, then he will act.

"Then it is up to you that matters, Gatot quickly came here, until one second late I fired," said Deon although maybe what he said was only a bluff, Jec knew that Deon couldn't possibly mess around under him.

"Good Old, Gatot will come to see you soon." Jec immediately contacted Gatot, the name of the name of the muscular Girl.

After making sure that his old business is done, Jec also returned to watch over the girl he called stupid. "He said no why, but the tip was in the cast as well, ' Jec snorted after seeing Qila's hand which was plastered and in a buffer with a support device, Arm Sling.

Jec, swung his legs closer to Qila who was still treated his legs especially his knees which were both blisters.

Qila glanced at it with the tail of her eyes, the man beside her was. In Qila's mind was only one, if his hands were hung up by gini, and there was a tool that supported him, how he would work. Well, in the girl's brain there is only work and work, her life is only one purpose to raise her family's degree that's her goal. Wanting the girl to change the fate of her family, at least on par with her neighbors, and her family was no longer insulted for being below the poverty line.

"It doesn't have to be treated, does Doc?" ask Jec casually. Both Qila's eyes instantly widened perfectly. He had just desperately convinced the doctor and nurse not to be on the phone, even if it was only a day, but instead the man standing beside him casually asked that.

Qila's teeth clashed with each other, perhaps if the man had chewed food greedily, and swallowed it well so as not to ask questions.

"It's actually better to open the name of the Master, fearing that there will be an infection or other problems to be dealt with immediately, but this Miss does not want to," replied the doctor, said the results of the previous conversation with the girl who was still lying pitifully.

"If so opnam him that absolutely everything is safe then returned, Doc. Say the same girl all my responsibility costs," said Jec, his eyes casually staring at Qila who in his heart was cursing himself. Jec chuckles at Qila's reaction, which very clearly disagrees with Jec's decision. However, he also could not argue with Jec because there were still many nurses as well as doctors.

After everything was in order and now Qila was transferred to the hospital with hands and feet that were a lot of white bandages.

"Why stubborn for me in opnam anyway, and because I went to the hospital, my hands are now so rich gini. Just let me go home, I'm sure I won't be like this. This tool just makes it harder for me to get involved. My hands were twisted, not broken" said Qila, as the super-powerful male Jec entered his room, holding a pocket, which Qila could have guessed was medicine.

"This is medicine for you to drink and remember, do not mess if you want to get well and go home," threatened Jec by putting a packet of medicine on the nightstand. Qila himself was silent, free he protested, roared and cried to be sent home. The decision to go home or not was all determined by Jec, which he knew from the nurse.

"I'll go to the office, but I'll take the time to come see you, and for all your needs I leave it to the nurse. If you want something to say with the nurse later you will be helped to do it," said Jec by sitting next to Qila, while Qila still looked down with a faint look, in both of his eyes have been shrouded in a clear membrane and it is already very eager to spill. Even inside his chest was already very tight.

"You talk, let me know how you feel, lest you be in the hospital and go back and forth mad and go to a mental hospital, because of stress," said Jec, the cold tone had already strongly stated that he was very upset with what Qila was doing.

"I don't want to stay in this hospital, I want to go home and work. If I stay in the hospital then what about my job. Later I was fired," said Qila, perhaps with him revealing what the heart of the man who was sitting next to him was moved and let Qila go home, even though it was impossible to happen.

Jec breathed a rough breath many times. "Is there only work and money in your brain?" ask Jec. Even just this time he met a girl as hard as Qila's head.

"You didn't know it was the backbone of the family. That's why in my brain there's only work and money, because that's my family's only source of hope. There are ideals and hopes that I carry on this shoulder, there is no way I am this crazy with work if my sisters are big and can find their own money, he said, two of my sisters are still in school and both of my parents are also just ordinary people who work for everyday life sometimes not enough. Then there's no way I'm the oldest child would ever see their condition like that" said Qila, not asking for mercy to beg, but this is the reason for the workaholism.

But Qila said as if Jec knew that he couldn't have done all this if it wasn't the hope he held on his shoulders. A bright future for his two hearts, at least not like he used to be, who could only work as a domestic assistant was already proud, because most importantly he could produce rupiah coffers.

"If that's how much you pay, let me change, so you can rest in peace a month or three months," said Jec casually. It was precisely Qila became increasingly lazy with Jec, he was just like a rich person in general who all settled with rupiah sheets.

"I'm sleepy Sir, can you leave immediately," said Qila, expelling the man, he was already very lazy to respond to the unqualified babble that Jec had said.

"You tell me how much you pay and your account number let me transfer your account every month." Jec thrust his phone to have Qila write it down in the memo.

The woman glanced at him with her eyes tails. "Sir, please leave me alone I can be completely insane.  And about my salary and work, forget it.I just want to live quietly," said Qila with a very compassionate and pleading gaze.

Jec also without saying once again directly left Qila alone. "A strange girl, what if she's going crazy and it's all because she can't work," Jec joked, her lips smiling faintly at Qila's words earlier.

While Qila was staring at the back of Jec who was lost swallowed by the door leaf. "Basic men are so annoying. Sok is rich, and I could be surprised if he comes again later," grunted Qila, his gaze cynical, and annoying.