NOT Second Lead
Emir's Story

The Emir who had to brake the speed of his car was shocked to see there were many people not far in front of him.

Fortunately the car in front and behind it is the same as it seems, sprightly, so there is no consecutive collision.

The Emir who was in a hurry wanted to the Omanya mansion to move out, wanting to look into the crowd of time. I want to know what caused this traffic.

He was somewhat amazed to see a young girl who was dressing a wound on the forehead of a toddler who was crying. His blood is still pouring.

Then the girl carried him.

A mother was also trained by her father there.

Look into the sharp eyes of the girl as if circling people who are standing watching this accident.

TAP TAP TAP

The Emir was stunned to see the girl approaching him

"Sorry, you brought a car? Can you please get us to the nearest hospital?"

Emir as being bullied. The look of the mother on the papah and the people was now on her.

"I just brought a bike. If you can't do anything," he said understandably. He misunderstood seeing the man just speechless looking at him.

"Come," said the Emir awoke from his slackness.

"Let me carry it" he continued. For a moment the two looked at each other.

Then the Emir took the toddler in the woman's arms and walked to his car.

The girl cleared her throat to relieve her awkwardness. He looked at one of the mothers who helped him.

"Mom, pick up my bike."

"Yes, miss doctor. Just chill. The motor was safe," the mother's smile made the girl the doctor called calm.

He rushed after the man he had chosen at random to take the mother and child involved in a single accident to a nearby hospital.

"You sit in front. I'm not a driver" the Emir ordered when the woman wanted to sit in the back, near the person he helped

"OK," he said, fixing his patient's leg.

The boy was laid down near his mother.

"Thank you, miss, sir," quivered withstanding the mother's cry. He stroked the head of his son who was still dripping blood on the sidelines of the bandage bond that the girl had done.

Both the Emir and the girl were just smiling.

After the girl sat down beside him, the Emir ran his rubicon.

'The nearest hospital, Mas. Turn right that corner," the girl gave him the order.

"okay." The Emir also happened to know the location of his hospital and drove his car there.

The Emir glanced at the girl who was busy with her cell phone.

"Lin, please prepare the same wheelchair gurney, yes. I'm on my way there."

".........."

"Yes, I brought a single accident victim."

The phone was disconnected and she put it in her bag.

The Emir was a little surprised to see the girl's flip phone. It was in complete contrast to his appearance of wearing only a light purple cotton blouse and black cloth trousers. Quite simple.

His time was just a doctor? the inner Emir does not mean to be condescending. But from the appearance and also the motorbike that the Emir had seen that he believed was the girl's motorbike, compared to the contrast with his phone which cost more than twenty million. Especially if the memory is big.

There were no more noises in the car except for the ringing of the toddler and his mother trying to calm him down.

Not long after, the Emir rubicon arrived in front of the hospital.

A gurney and a wheelchair are waiting.

The girl immediately got off with the Emir after the car engine was turned off.

The emir immediately held a toddler and several male nurses and a woman dressed as a doctor approached them. Helps to get to the mother.

The doctor glanced at the man with a mind full of praise

His slap.

"Where's the accident?" whispered the beautiful doctor to the girl who did not lose her beauty.

"Near here too."

"That's who? Very handsome, "he whispered again with sparkling eyes. Rarely see a clear handsome handsome like this in this hospital. Often even victims who have bloodied. The patient's family is also rarely this quiet and handsome.

Because this is a government hospital with health insurance referrals that are also mostly from the government.

"Neo know."

The doctor next to her even frowned hearing her answer.

But that only left a question in his heart because then he half ran after his friend in the hospital.

The Emir who was left just thinned his lips.

Only this time was his kindness not considered. His good looks were also wasted.

With a step he walked to his car.

He glanced at his shirt with bloodstains, his mind was also reminded of the girl's clothes.

Then he sighed remembering his car which must have also contained blood stains.

The Emir will probably have his bodyguards take his car to the car salon to clean his blood stains after getting to Omanya's house.

Oh yes, Oma. The Emir accelerated his steps towards his car.

Phone's vibrating.

Emras.

"Woooiii.why haven't come to Oma's house yet" exclaimed Emra as soon as the Emir received his call.

"Magain otewe."

"Yes already. You are the only one who has not seen his nose."

Then the phone was dropped by its twin.

"Ehem.... Thank you." Thank you."

Emir. It turns out that it was true. The girl's clothes also had blood stains.

"The same."

Both eyes are facing each other. The Emir could see that clear eyes were shining sharply.

"Sorry, I chose you. Toddlers had to be helped quickly," he explained a bit awkward.

"Ne what."

"Okay, I gotta go back. Once again thank you," her smile with the intention of turning her body. Chasing the gurney.

Halfway down the road he just remembered had forgotten the man who gave up his luxury car to bring the victim of an accident that he did not deliberately ask for his help.

He's not thanking you yet.

Hence he immediately chased after her and fortunately the good man had not left with his car.

"Wait," hold Emir.

"Yes?" the girl did not turn her body back. Now he looked at the man in front of him.

"We haven't met." Emir's age has never met a woman. Just this time. Because usually the women first do it. Even though they know him.

The outstretched Emir's hand was quickly welcomed by the girl. Because I thought after this I could go.

Actually not the shift. He had intended to go home before seeing a single accident in front of him.

"Emir."

"Camila."

The Emir subconsciously grasped the fingers of the girl rather tightly. His eyes were still staring at the girl in front of him who seemed not to be fascinated in the slightest

"Em... can it come off?" The girl gestured through her eyes.

"Sorry." Emir's sweet smile just like that.

"Sorry your car must be dirty" he said rather unkindly. His habit of asking for help indiscriminately. Should be looking for an ordinary car, so the maintenance is not this expensive.

"Yes, it's quite expensive to care for," the Emir replied, making the girl look at him again unwell.

"Lending car, yes," he asked.

"That's how it is" the Emir replied with a laugh. The goal was clear, he was not going to let go of this girl just like that.

"You know the address of the shop. I will pay for it" said the girl, holding out her card.

YEESS! the Inner Emir cheered happily for his success.

"Just "Parohan. I will call you later" said the Emir, taking his card from the girl's soft hand.

The Emir accidentally touched her and he felt a warmth enveloping his body.

Then without caring about the girl who was still fixated in front of him, the Emir opened his car door and immediately drove his car away leaving the girl who had just regained consciousness and somewhat rewinded her legs as soon as the car passed by his side.

The Emir held his expression while observing the girl named Kamila through his rearview mirror. It turned out that the girl was still staring at him until he got out of the hospital parking lot.

Emir's smile finally expands sweetly.