Loved Brondong
Glass shards

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At the table where food is served, there are many types of food available. Lisa took out a wide plate, then scooped up the yellow rice that was inside the big slap. Don't forget he took as many side dishes and vegetables as he wanted. Lisa really looks hungry.

Adel who was queuing behind her shook his head at the question behavior. He also scoops the rice, but only in moderation, according to the portion he needs. While Nita only took a glass of cold drinks provided there. After taking the food, the three returned to their original place. Lisa looks so trying to attract the attention of Eza, but the man is still indifferent and does not consider his presence at all.

"Eza, I'll eat first." Lisa with her familiar behavior.

"Emm." Eza simply replied with deheman, he was still busy playing the phone. Messages sent to Yasmin have not been responded to.

Nita's armpit also approached them, accidentally tripped her leg, as a result she almost fell. The drink that was taken was still in his hands. Luckily, Dion quickly grabbed and held onto both of Nita's shoulders. But the drink fell, and the glass broke.

The sound of shards suddenly made everyone around look at them. Eza was surprised and reflexes lowered his head, then crouched down.

"Be careful, Za!" lisa's worried. Although his attention is not in the Eza gubris at all.

When Eza took the remains of the broken glass to be removed. "Aauuu, shhhhh .. shit!"

Eza's hand was instead hit by the shard, slicing his palm unintentionally. Fresh blood just flowed without excuse, making Eza immediately release the glass from his hand.

"Dance!" The three women there shouted in horror.

Lisa who immediately swiftly grasped Eza's hand with a slightly scared face. “Eza, are you okay?”

Hearing the commotion caused, Yasmin immediately approached them in a hasty step.

“What is this?” yasmin asked looking curious.

"Eza, come with me. Let me treat!” take Yasmin, Eza stood up. He folded his lips inward, holding a smile that could hardly be held back because this little accident was so beneficial to him.

“Bu, let me do my job! Is there a P3K?” lisa volunteered to help Eza.

Dion who can read Lisa's mind, immediately replied, “Lis, Ms. Yasmin right, Doctor. Leave it to him!”

Hearing Dion's words, Lisa instantly fell silent and threw her cynical gaze. She doesn't like it when Eza gets too close to Yasmin, the beautiful and charming young woman of her age who is no longer called a girl. Sure, a lot of men's eyes are attracted to him. He was afraid that Eza would also like the woman. Though the truth happens, they are already in a relationship and only one person knows—Dion.

Eza followed Yasmin's steps towards her practice room complete with medical equipment. Eza continues to carve his smile even though Yasmin is not looking.

“Quick, Eza! Why the road is too long, see that your blood keeps dripping!”

Instead of answering, Eza smiled to see Yasmin reprimanding him for going too long. When they got to the front of the room, Yasmin told Eza to come in. There was no one in the room. Some people were far away on the front page, so their movements no one knew.

“Why did it get to a bloody wound like that anyway, what happened? Next time be careful, Sky!” Yasmin chattered without seeing Eza. He was busy preparing the box to treat the man, looking a little worried by Eza's bloody hands—fear his wound deep. Eza sat in the front seat of the consultation table, while Yasmin squatted in front of her while removing a sterile cassa cloth soaked in povidone iodine to clean the wound on Eza's hand.

“Senja, you are so beautiful. I don't know what else could describe my heart now,

“Sky, quiet! This is not the time to race.” Yasmin glanced for a moment, then focused again into Eza's hands. Slowly, the blood was carefully cleaned. Not the sick face Eza showed. However, the face was happy and seemed radiant because Yasmin was so attentive to her. The touch of Yasmin's hand was so soft Eza felt.

“Senja, if you are the doctor. I want to be sick of anything, so you can take care of me. Look, get a broken glass, you're this careful. I thought, if you open a practice like this, you will definitely touch many men!” Eza breathed a rough breath, remembering that the touch of Yasmin's hand was not felt by himself. Rather it is felt by the public because as a doctor he must be professional.

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