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Tiiiii.
Elis was breaking into a ball, looking at the vehicle behind Daniel that was speeding uncontrollably.
Elis got out of the car. "Daniel, move! Watch out!"
Brakes
Brak brak bugh.
The collision was inevitable, then the sound of a loud explosion from a car that lost control and hit whatever was in front of him.
The road that was crowded with vehicles now saw several badly damaged vehicles, rattles, and blazes from several points. Many victims fell, with blood splattered where, the groans of people in pain now sounded soft.
Elis sat on the edge of the ER bed, one of the hospitals nearest the scene of the crash. While Daniel was in front of him, crouched down, put one leg of Elis on top of his thigh, then began to treat Elis' wounds.
"Based on Daniel is stupid! You are so reckless! Don't love what your life is?" sulk Elis looked at Daniel with annoyance.
"You're the fool, Elis! Why are you doing this? Hem's? It must hurt, right?" Daniel wiped the wound on Elis's leg with a cotton swab that had been rubbed with alcohol.
"Awwwhhhh sick, slow down! You want to treat my wounds, do you want to aggravate my wounds anyway!" sungit Elis with annoyance, pursed lips.
"I'm slow!" once in a while Daniel blew on the wounded part, occasionally looking into Elis' beautiful eyes.
Bugh.
Elis, who felt the pain when the cotton was pressed on his wound, with all his might kicked Daniel's stomach, until he fell.
"Elisss! You're nuts! You crazy woman!" daniel shouted in a voice of emphasis.
Daniel's face was crimson, his butt was sore and shame was no longer inevitable from the gazes of the sisters and some patients, they even held back a laugh that would definitely break seeing the ridiculous behavior of Elis and Daniel.
"You're what the hell!" and Daniel rose up from his position, and departed from Elis.
"Hhhhhhhhhh I know you're going down! Who told me to treat my wounds even you press! What pain does it hurt! Basic Daniel!" grunt Elis with pursed lips, looking at Daniel's back that was getting away from his sight.
Elis shook his hands over his wounded leg, hoping the air that blew could ease his pain.
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The day that was waiting arrived, beautiful decorations with shades of snow, and white lilies looked studded decorating the corner of the room with gold and white dominate.
Daniel and Elis were kings and queens in a day. Daniel namapk was handsome in a suit that wrapped his athletic body, with his face that looked cool.
While Elis looks beautiful with a white dress studded with diamonds and diamonds.
While a happy smile was engraved on the face of the two middle-aged men who were now officially became besan. Brian and Devano, with written smiles and happily greeting and chatting invited guests who were present, guests who were mostly business partners of the two of them.
"That's lucky, Daniel could've married your daughter Brian!" Nugroho.
"Not only Daniel is lucky, Elis is also lucky to get a loyal man like Daniel! The man in charge, the man in charge." compliments spewed from Brian's lips, with a fluffy smile on his interlocutor.
"Didn't I hear Elis is not engaged to William? How's that guy doing now? That man must be sorry, he dumped your daughter the night of their engagement!" baim said with a mocking look at the man who was not far from them.
"That's it, I don't want to discuss the past. Better to discuss the present and the future. I hope Elis will be forever happy with Daniel." Brian explained.
"Ah you're rich don't know, my daughter is very busy in the world of modeling, at best wait for some contract with some producers to be completed, then Stefani decided to establish a serious relationship with her lover." baim brightly with clenched hands, his knuckle looks prominent.
"Oh yeah? Bound contract huh, isn't it because your daughter hasn't found the harbor of her heart?" devano Syndicates.
"What do you mean, Devano?" baim asked with a probing look, couldn't Devano know how Stefani felt about his son Daniel?
Brian looked at his two best friends in turn. If I let it go on like this, it could get worse the atmosphere, which is not only our daughter's son in dispute, parents could be at odds.
"It looks like your stomach and brain have started to empty, we better go to the banquet table! We sat on an empty stomach, and we talked again! How, you guys want to, right? That way our brains will be fresh back!" brian said at length to his two best friends.
On top of the wedding, a couple was sitting with several photographers taking portraits of them. Made a baper with behavior to both.
Daniel kissed the back of Elis' right hand. "How lucky I am to have made you, the queen of my heart!" said Daniel.
"Prit! Aiihs sir Daniel, liet what place, I'm still single sir. Belom nemu rich dad!" said Feli with a face of sanding from a chair that was right in front of the pelaminan.
"Lo is the same! I'm single too!" exclaimed a man standing behind the chair that Feli was sitting in.
Feli threw his breath out violently, if from his voice.
Without hesitation Feli turned his head back, to see who the man who was talking to him was.
"Would you like me, pretty?" asked the man after Feli could see it with his eyes and head.
"Aaaakkkkkk mending to be single for life, if dapet guy rich lo!" Feli cupped onto his own two faces, with a loud shrill from his lips.
"Ahahahhah Feli, Feli, just accept your fate! Someone still wants to be the same!" Robi chuckled, her right hand holding her stomach, enduring the pain of bullying her coworkers' hilarious behavior.
"Did you invite Stefani, honey?" ask Daniel.
"As a friend, I invited him, but as a rival, do I need to tell you? Hem?" elis said with a blink of his eye.
"You're teasing me?" daniel asked with the corner of his lips.
"Not really!" elis said acuk, turning away from Daniel.
Daniel whispered in Elis' ear. "You're so beautiful today, I can't wait for the night to come."
Elis frowned, making him turn his head.
Cup.
The lips of Elis were anchored to the lips of Daniel, face to two without distance.
"What's sweet?" daniel asked by playing his eyebrows up and down.
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