Loving You for Being Ordinary
Syringe

Alvi and Navya are on their way home. Alvi is just silent during the trip, Navya thinks Alvi is exhausted. He turned his head briefly back, it turns out Alvi looks like holding back pain while holding his arm that was hit by a wooden beam.

"Sir, is your hand sick?" Navya looks panicked.

"It's okay, I can hold it." Alvi was still trying to cover up the pain. In the beginning it was not so painful, but over time it felt more and more torturous.

"Mas Ryan can step aside for a minute." Navya asks Ryan to stop his car on the side of the road. He took off his seatbelt and got out of the car to move into the back seat of Diaman Alvi.

"Father of this kind of pain says it's okay. Try the suit open, I want to see your arm." Alvi, according to him, he opened his black suit in Ryan's aid. After that Navya rolled up Alvi's sleeves, looking reddened and slightly swollen bruises.

"Geez sir, until it's like this it must hurt a lot right. I told you I'd check first, but you don't want to." Navya's worries make her forget that she is talking to her boss. Navya keeps nagging. It even made Alvi smile, she did not feel any pain in her bruised arm.

"Mas Ryan we'll walk again, we'll stop at the nearest hospital." As soon as Alvi froze, she became tense hearing Navya's orders.

"Don't Yan, we'll just go home." Ryan quietly held back a laugh, but Alvi realized that. He glared at Ryan.

"But sir, you have to see a doctor, I'm afraid it's going to get worse." Navya kept pushing.

"Mas Ryan, walk now."

"Yes, Mother." Ryan immediately got in the car again and ran his car without asking Alvi's approval, and did not dare to see his boss.

Five minutes later they arrived at a small hospital. Navya leads Alvi down and takes her for a check. "Boy why is it shaking like this? Is it getting sick?"

Alvi did not reply, but the sweat had already flooded her forehead. "Please sir, we'll see a doctor soon." It was not to calm Alvi, it even made her more agitated.

While Ryan in the back laughed without a sound. "Maybe the pain in his arm is nothing compared to Mr. Alvi's fear of doctors and syringes".

Navya accompanies Alvi to see the doctor, while Ryan waits outside.

"Vy, let's just go home. I'm okay." Alvi still refused even when she was in the doctor's room.

"Sir, we're here. No way to go home."

"Let me check."

"Come sir" Navya forced and pulled Alvi's hand which was not sick.

"But I don't want to be injected!"

"Well!" Navya laughed and closed her mouth. So from earlier Alvi insisted not to be taken to the doctor because of this.

"Don't laugh!" Even the doctor smiled looking at the two of them. Then he started to check for bruises on Alvi's arm.

"I'll give you a prescription for pain medication and to reduce her bruising. It can be bought at the pharmacy." Write something down on paper and give it to Navya.

"For a while the mother's husband should not lift heavy weights first yes. So as not to get swollen."

Navya bengong with the doctor's words. While Alvi smiled faintly.

"I'm not married, Doc."

"Ooh still dating, I think married." And why Navya had to explain, it was only natural that the doctor thought like that to see Navya so worried about Alvi's condition.

"I don't know if you're afraid of doctors." Navya was still amused to see the incident, not expecting that an Alvian Mahendra who looked firm and cold but was afraid of needles.

"Unsatisfied are you laughing?"

"Sorry Sir.." Navya is silent and does not dare to tease Alvi anymore. But Alvi could not hide her happiness, she felt lucky, the small accident had made her able to linger with Navya even get Navya's attention like this. Although he must endure the embarrassment of Navya so know that he is afraid of syringes.

A little while later Ryan came and gave Navya medicine and two bottles of mineral water. Navya immediately opened the water bottle and gave Alvi medicine to drink. "Mother can take the medicine?" Ryan couldn't help but laugh at the question.

"Ryan, do you want me to send you to the other side?" Ryan was frozen. Navya held back her laughter, afraid that Alvi would also scold her. "I'm not a child, I can take medicine." He immediately swallowed some of the drugs that the doctor gave him.

It was late afternoon when Navya got off Alvi's car. "Thank you sir, I'm sorry for the incident."

"I'm fine Navya, it's not your fault."

"I'm sorry to go down, sir, don't forget to take the medicine."

"Hmm... Thanks."

After getting out of the car, Navya lowered her head and the car drove away from the area of the Damar family home.

"You're content to laugh at me Ryan."

"Sorry sir. I was not intentional."

"Not intentionally but you laughed a few times ago."

"You're exploiting Navya's whereabouts."

"Because you'll never get angry in front of him."

"Yes right. What I'm asking you to investigate, did you get the information?"

"Already Sir, Miss Navya had lived in the Orphanage of Love only until she was three years old. But he's not an abandoned child, his parents take care of the children there. Then they died in an accident, but after I investigated the accident it had something to do with Mr. Mahendra."

"Grandfather?? What happened to Navya's grandfather and parents?"

"I don't know for sure Young Master, but their car was chased by the great Lord's men and caused them to have an accident."

" The Orphanage of Love, I have been there several times with my grandmother. If the handkerchief Navya had at that time is really mine, it means she was the girl I helped when I last came there."

A smile spread across his lips as he imagined Navya. But immediately the smile faded as she remembered that Navya would soon be married to Dafin, it's not him if he has to destroy the happiness of others just for his own sake and the fact that the death of Navya's parents has something to do with his grandfather, all that makes it look like Navya will no longer be able to reach by him.

"It seems like there's something that my grandparents hide from me. I have to find out."

"Ryan, keep investigating everything. Report to me as little information as you get"

"Your young master."

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