Sharing Love: Between Us
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Keenan stopped his car in front of the boutique owned by his sister-in-law, since marriage, Keenan always took the time to drive and pick up Riska from the boutique. Although not every day he can do that, given his busy work schedule
"Thank you" Riska said as she prepared her belongings before getting out of the car.
Riska stretched out her hand, Keenan greeted her and let her kiss her. One small act that always feels peaceful and obligated to protect Riska, since it first happened after the kabul first.
The treatment always reminds him that he already has a wife that he must take care of his feelings and he tries to write his name in the heart.
Keenan scooped Riska's face, giving a kiss on her forehead and lips a glimpse.
"Happy work, my wife. Call me if anything happens, okay?" said Keenan while shuffling a little hair at the top of his wife's head.
Riska was silent for a while, hearing this new remark she had heard, looking at Keenan's face with a different feeling.
'My wife?' he murmured in the heart.
Khemes.
Riska cleared her throat to remove the awkwardness within herself.
"Hey! Brother, be careful on the road," said Riksa. Her hand grabbed the door handle and opened it, she came out after getting a nod from her husband.
Riska stands outside until Keenan's car is no longer visible, reuniting with the morning road traffic.
Sekar and Wanda are waiting for him, to open a boutique approaching Riska.
"Udah lost his car, have not been seen continuously," joked Sekar.
Riska turned her eyes to two of her coworkers who were holding back laughter.
"It's been a month, it feels like a newlywed, huh? I envy you, too," added Wanda, giggling with amusement.
They tried to know that Riska and Keenan were married because of an incident that had gone viral a month ago. However, they never brought it up, and it all happened of course because Ayu had warned them first.
"What the hell, Mba. Yuk, we're sneaking in" Riska took with a blushing cheek.
Riska is the youngest of them, Wanda is the same age as Ayu, she is also married and has children. While Sekar, two years older than Riska, she is also married and is now pregnant with four months.
Riska took the key to the boutique that Ayu had placed on her, opening several locks attached to the door. Starting from the iron trellis and ending with a glass door.
Enter the boutique, to start its activities every day since the last few years.
Boutiques that have helped him a lot, ranging from his sister's school to the health of the mother. The boutique that also took her in a meeting with Keenan and the incident that made her live the status as a wife at this time.
Without him knowing, so many memories left here, bringing his life that was once all short, now feels better.
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Elsewhere, Keenan was still driving his car, heading to the main office of Ezan Auto Designs, when suddenly he saw a car that looked silly until it almost grazed the body of his car, if only he hadn't been evasive. Shortly after, a single accident occurred right in front of his car.
The car was seen hitting the sidewalk and overturned so hard impact. The atmosphere of the road is indeed a bit of an arm, because the day has begun to day.
"Astagfirullah, what is he looking to die for? Driving so recklessly," grumbled Keenan, while stepping on the brakes with all his might to avoid a collision in front of him.
He saw smoke billowing from the body of the car, the residents and many riders stopped to see the accident, until finally he was trapped in the crowd.
"Akh, shit!" maki Keenan, hit the driver of his car as an impingement.
He finally decided to go outside because he saw that no one dared to help the victims, they were cool to talk and capture the accident using their mobile cameras.
"Quick call the police and the ambulance!" Keenan said as soon as he could break through the crowd.
"To–please," the shrill voice from the back seat distracted Keenan. His eyes widened when he saw that person.
A young woman with severe injuries was holding two unconscious twins.
"To–help my son," said the woman again.
"Luna?" mumbling Keenan. He blinked to wake himself up, then straightened his body, circulating his gaze looking for someone who could help him.
"You, please help me open the car door, there are four people who need to be rescued immediately inside" Keenan said, pointing to one adult man who looked burly.
The man nodded, then went forward towards Keenan.
"Have anyone called the ambulance and the police?" ask him again, to all the people who are there.
No one answered, instead they were elbowed with whispers that were very insignificant according to Keenan.
"You, call the ambulance and the police right now," his body to a man in neat clothes.
"I don't know the number" the man refused.
Keenan breathed a rude sigh, with a clueless mind, how the citizens did not even know the emergency call number of his own country.
"One Zero for the police and One-one eight for the ambulance, anyone who still has a heart please call that number immediately!" he screamed with a red face.
A woman in simple clothes advanced in front of Keenan.
"Let me," he said.
Keenan nodded with a thin smile accompanying.
"Thank you" he said before turning around and trying to open the door.
Several men are now helping Keenan in his self-evacuation, in order to save the victim as soon as possible.
Ten minutes later all the victims ended up being removed from the car, along with the ambulance that came and also the police.
"Luna, you can hold on, please stay conscious" Keenan said, as soon as he pulled the woman out and moved her to the ambulance gurney.
He then picked up one of the unconscious children and took them to the same car.
"I got my car" Keenan told one of the police before he got into the ambulance carrying the two children.
Moments later all the ambulances carrying the victims of the accident finally arrived at the hospital.
Keenan came down and immediately followed into the emergency unit inside the hospital. He waited in front of the room the four people checked, his heart was troubled he was worried.
The shadow of his past now swirled again in his head, disturbing the thoughts and peace of heart he had just obtained with Riska.
'Help my son, ' the words of the woman who is believed to be Luna kept ringing in his head.
"Kids? Is he really happy with another man? She left me because of another man?" he murmured, squeezing his hair in frustration.
The sky-blue shirt looks bloodied, with the top three buttons open. His face was tangled with a fine gurat on his forehead that never disappeared.
"Sir, are you the victim's family? We need someone to take responsibility and complete the administration" a nurse told Keenan.
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Well ... well .. how about Keenan? Who is the woman Keenan helped, is Luna or someone else? ... Come komen🤭
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