Loved Brondong
Are you guys close?

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The shards of glass scratched Eza's palm between his index and thumb, one centimeter long. Luckily the wound was not too deep and severe. After cleaning, Yasmin pressed on the wound for a while, so that the bleeding quickly stopped. Eza grimaced for it.

"Ssttt, Dusk, pain!" Eza like intentionally saying it, when the pain is not much, because he can still smile.

"Hold a little, and don't overdo it. It's just a small wound, you can't fool me!" Yasmin warned. He knew Eza was just making it up.

Yasmin continued. After five minutes, he was cut off. He then cleaned the bloodstains on Eza's hands, then wrapped the gauze. The man's eyes did not blink at all looking at the face of Yasmin's ayu who was currently in front of her.

“Senja, it feels like I so want to hug you now. You know, I've missed you so much since we split up yesterday. The shadow as you expressed feelings, kept on recalling in my memories. I'm so happy, Dusk!” 

“Sky, can you keep your voice down? And it's best not to talk a lot that's not here. Or your wound I won't treat.” Yasmin's gaze looked fierce as if threatening. However, it is increasingly interesting Eza to continue teasing him. 

“Senja, quiet yes, here. May not, if I ...” Eza also lowered his voice.

“Do not mess, Sky!” Yasmin glanced again, this time she scrunched her forehead, the cotton that was applied to Eza's hand was slightly pressed so that the man complained. 

"Aauuu, Dusk! It hurt your own boyfriend. Just look, I'll reply later.” Eza plays his eyebrows up and down, read Eza's intention to do something to the lover later.

Despite being lovers, it seems that a firm and slightly fierce nature still sticks in him when facing Eza. However, he did so that the man did not act recklessly which would be bad for him—keeping a good name.

“Each him do not be noisy. What if something happens, hmm?” Yasmin's face was seriously involved. He continued to flutter his hands.

“Sky, the girl earlier .. are you guys close?” yasmin asked to get her medical equipment back. Luka Eza has been neatly bandaged.

“Who?” Eza raised his eyebrows.

“Girls who came with Nita and Adel. Name's Lisa. She seems to be in another major, I've never seen her before.” Yasmin obviously stood up and put her equipment on the table. Eza followed Yasmin's every move with his tail. 

“Oh, Lisa. He is just an ordinary friend, but I can see he is indeed interested in me,” he replied Relaxed. His eyes now looked at Yasmin's work and smiled.

“Then, why don't you approach him? She's beautiful, and definitely young, your age.” Yasmin turned around, their eyes met.  

“Hah, what kind of question is that, Dusk? How many thousand times do I have to say that I don't like any woman at all, except you. You are here from the beginning, now, and later.” Eza grabbed Yasmin's hand and placed it on her chest. Feel a heartbeat that seems to rumble when near Yasmin.

However, Yasmin immediately removed her hand from Eza's grasp. Instantly, he circled around, worried if anyone was looking because the door was open. “Yes, who knows you like him, he looks so attentive to you.”

The wound on his hand was now wrapped. Eza stood up, aligning their bodies face to face. She kept looking at Yasmin's very different face after talking about Lisa. And Yasmin realized Eza's gaze that contained her was wrong.

“Why keep looking at me like that? The wound's done in a bandage, we better get out now, Sky. Lest they suspect we linger here.” Yasmin takes Eza out, avoiding slander for being alone in the room with a man, though people know that Eza is her protege. However, it is not a benchmark for someone to be prejudiced. 

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