
Alana immediately turned to Barra and she rushed into the young man's embrace.
"Aaa, you finally came to your senses." Alana was happy.
Barra returned Alana's hug and rubbed Alana's back.
"Hehe, I'm sorry to worry you." Barra softly.
"Little! No romanticist that is. Amused by the horror." Kyra Cibir.
"Huh! Iri aja jomblo." Instantly the person inside the room chuckled at the cute brother-sister interaction.
Kyra turned her face away from Barra. "Here you go, faint again." Cibir Kyra is upset while landing her ass on the right side sofa.
"Hush! I can't talk about Kyra." Tegur Agatha.
"Sometimes he's very nervous, just sober." Kyra pursed her lips.
Agatha continued to mediate the brother sister's debate. The others could only chuckle at the cute brother sister's debate.
Damar then approached and he sat down on the side seat of the gurney.
"Bar, try telling Daddy how did it go like this?" Damar.
Barra justifies his sitting position to make it more comfortable. He knew the question was the beginning of a long chat with Damar.
His father was always like that. Always ask the beginning of what happened and what the motive until it can be like this.
Barra began to tell from the beginning of the incident to the end, there was not the slightest thing that he passed by.
"But Barra was cowering to Dion, let him stop, Dad. Those guys like Dion don't want to lose. He must have continued to take revenge until he was satisfied and won. That's why Barra was born yesterday when Dion wanted to marry him, Barra."
Damar nodded in understanding after listening to Barra's explanation.
Damar finally understood and did not sue Dion for this incident.
Everyone looked in admiration at Barra. He really is a cool guy.
***
While in the hospital, Barra was always accompanied by Alana. The girl was so loyal to accompany Barra.
Now the two are traveling around the hospital park with Alana pushing Barra's wheelchair.
"Al, will I be healed, vacation yuk?" Take Barra with spirit.
Alana lowered her head turned to look at the man who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Come on. But when are you going to cure him?"
"Eat him must be diligent in eating and taking medicine so that the spit is cured." Alana said softly.
Barra sighed furiously. "Again and again, you're discussing medicine. I knew the medicine was hooked, not delicious. I will also be healed. Take it easy, I'm a strong guy." Barra said while showing his arm muscles at the end of the sentence.
Alana chuckles at hearing that. "Cowok strong kok cry time in the injection. Haha." Alana laughed out loud as she remembered every funny moment when Barra was about to be injected.
Really, it's so adorable to see Barra like that. Barra looks like a little boy whining at his mother.
"Gee! How evil it is to keep me."
"Little small it also hurts to know. Try rasain." Bela Barra with her arms against her chest.
Alana did not reply, the girl just chuckled. Then Alana took Barra to the garden next to the many flowers there.
Barra looks adorable wearing hospital pajamas.
Alana sat on the garden chair with Barra in front of her.
Barra was smiling, looking at Alana. Long ungodly hair, beautiful eyes, tiny lips, a pointed nose. The very nature that makes Barra amazed Alana.
Wow, for Kyra it used to be an accident. If not, I can't marry her to her cake. Batin Barra.
*plaque
plaques
plaque*
Barra slapped his cheek slap to wake himself up from this brazen daydream.
*You are?! Happiness above happiness. Not necessarily Alana recovered from the pain of staying in his father.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ*...
Happy reading 💜