Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 31. Tragedies

After a two-hour operation, Nesya has now been transferred to the hospital room. Arkan sat beside Nesya clasping his hands free from the infusion needle. Both of his eyes turned red because he was holding back crying. She was afraid, her sister was unconscious. He has not informed his parents because they fear they will be anxious and instead go home. In fact, he was sure that the work of the father had not been completed. So, he'll tell you later.

"Sister?" There was a loud voice as if calling out to him. Slowly Arkan raised his face that had lowered earlier. Nesya who had opened both eyes and smiled weakly.

"Sir, you are conscious!" In that instant Arkan hugged Nesya so happy. "I'm not afraid you're unconscious."

Nesya chuckled at Arkan's panicked face as he was yet unconscious. Must be adorable.

Arkan let go of his embrace and rubbed Nesya's hair gently. "Sorry Brother, yes. Brother is not acting on you," said Arkan slightly shaking.

Nesya. "No, this is not my fault. It was purely an accident. Because I got hit from behind."

"What do you think, go for a walk by yourself? The nights again."

"I just went to the minimarket. Kan deket, so I walk, " replied Nesya with pursed lips.

"Do you know who hit you?" ask Arkan with a full face.

Quiet for quite a long time, Nesya tried to remember the face of the perpetrator he had seen and shouted for help. Surprisingly, he saw the perpetrator grinning. As if the crash was a deliberate thing. But suddenly his head hurt. He grimaced holding his head.

"Jeez, what's wrong with you, Dek? Hold on a second, yeah, I'll call the doctor first!" Arkan ran out of the room.

Moments later, Arkan returns with the doctor who handled Nesya's surgery. The doctor immediately checked on Nesya.

"The patient is stable. However, it still needs to be treated intensively for a few days. For a while, don't let him think too hard! It can cause his head pain like that," said the doctor who tagged dr. Ridwan.

"Yes, fine, Doctor. I will take care of my brother as best I can. Thank you, Doc," Arkan said a little.

The middle-aged doctor nodded and smiled gently. "Don't forget to tell your parents! It is not good to keep problems from them. Moreover, this concerns the safety of his son," recalls Doctor Ridwan patted Arkan's shoulder.

"Good, Doc. Tomorrow I will tell them" Arkan replied.

The doctor came out of the room. Arkan again sat down on the chair beside Nesya. Now, his sister no longer grimaces.

"Is it better?" ask Arkan to stroke Nesya's hair.

The sister nodded. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Thank God" cried Arkan relieved as he rubbed his chest and smiled. "Yes, you are sleeping now, yes. Or do you want to eat first?"

Nesya shook her head quickly. "No, I'm going to sleep."

"Yes, sleep. Brother will keep you here."

Nesya nodded and smiled. Then he started closing his eyes. With the loyal Arkan rubbing his head gently. Bringing Nesya faster into the subconscious.

Shortly thereafter, his phone rang indicating an incoming call. Arkan immediately reached into his pocket and saw the name Dea plastered on the screen of his phone. Frowning in wonder, Arkan raised the call.

"Hello!"

"Hello, Arkan! You have to get over here! I saw Silva brought in the same om-om!" There was a noise of Dea on the other side.

"Huh? Mean lo?" Arkan is less likely to hear Dea's voice, due to the loud sound of the music.

"Udah, there's no time for clarity! You want Silva not to be a virgin anymore?"

Afterwards, Arkan disconnects the call and switches to calling Rafan to look after Nesya. Finished contacting Rafan and getting approval, Arkan immediately left the hospital for the place as directed from Dea. He was angry and anxious because he knew the place Dea had sent was a bar that Silva could not possibly visit. But why was that girl there?

Arkan drove his car like a fidelity. Lucky the streets were deserted because it was already midnight.

It didn't take long, Arkan had already arrived in front of a bar that Dea had pointed out. The girl stood anxiously in front of the building. Arkan immediately approached her.

"Let me briefly explain. I used to come here for entertainment. But, I saw Silva nari dikerikain men-cowok. I think he was also mab*k, so he was not aware. Then, not long after, an om-om carried him and took him to the third floor which contained rooms for me-"

The sentence of Dea came to a halt as Arkan immediately breezed into the bar.

"Hey! Arkan, room number 13!" the Exclaim of Dea that Arkan could still hear, but he did not respond.

Arkan continued to walk through the sea of people who were dancing without rules. Arkan was sure that some of them were already drunk. He entered the elevator to the third floor. Inside the elevator, both of his hands were clenched firmly. He promised not to let anyone who has touched Silva be okay. He'll beat him all out. Silva is so precious to him and to the people who love the girl. The selfless man touched Silva, let alone to the point of damaging him.

His legs went down the hallway of the room after the elevator stopped on the third floor. He was looking for room number 13. The room is at the very end. Immediately Arkan tried to open the door of the room, but it was locked.

"Silva! You're in there?!"

Bruk bruk bruk!

Arkan continued banging on the door while shouting Silva's name. Until he heard Silva's screaming voice inside. The sound of screaming that was in pain but accompanied by a soft cry. Arkan is burning. He again shouted at Silva who he believed was in the room. Burning with anxiety, Arkan prepared to break down the door.

Once an experiment, it failed. The door did not move at all. "Silva!!"

Brak!!

The door opened until it broke. Now Arkan can see a man who has Silva covered with their entire body covered in a blanket. Arkan could see how they were moving when Silva seemed to have fainted. And shoulder already*ng both. Now, he's really angry. His chest rose and fell with both eyes reddened. Both hands clenched firmly, Arkan approached them.

Without further admonition, he dragged the bastard away from Silva and then beat him up like a fool. Arkan put all his strength into beating the man. He couldn't accept the fact that Silva had been corrupted by this son of a bitch!

After beating the man to unconsciousness, Arkan approached Silva. Soon he covered the girl's body which was filled with reddish marks from the jerk. His heart ached so much to see the state of the girl he loved and so he kept it this sad. Both eyes were closed with swollen lips and the corners of the lips were dry blood.

"Silva, wake... It's me, I'm sorry I can't take care of you" said Arkan, wiping Silva's hair soaked in sweat.

Until he did not realize someone was walking around to approach him with a crowbar. As if he had no pity, he slammed the crowbar into Arkan's back and nape. The two hard blows managed to knock him down.

The figure smirked with satisfaction. "You should thank me, Arkan. Because of me, soon Silva could be yours."

The figure turned to the man that Arkan had beaten and pretended to faint. The man was already wearing his full outfit.

"Do your duty, now!" his words were immediately obeyed by the man.

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