
Nara had just set foot in Milan's room just late at night. The busyness is so dense to decorate and help Chelsea as WO. Makes him momentarily forget the pain that hit his back shoulder.
Nara's black-eyed bead stared at the young man who had coiled comfortably under the blanket.
Yes, the fierce Milan has fallen asleep to the dreamland.
The glasses girl stepped into the bathroom to clean up.
Nara began to undress, as she grimaced at the sight of a bruise and swelling on her back shoulder from the reflection of the bathroom mirror, as a result of an incident with a chandelier.
“It should be very painful, it turns swollen and bruised, this must be sprained,” complained Nara her hand shook, feeling a very pain began to spread. How not did that big light hit him hard.
“I have to go to the masseuse to treat it. Let's not get worse,” breakup then continue to clean up.
After a while Nara had been on the sofa, the place that became the bed every night.
Slowly Nara laid her body. Find a comfortable position to fall asleep and reduce the pain.
“Hopefully it is not severe and I can still decorate the children later. Just a few days away,” muttered Nara put on a sad face, make up the children of Pak Lurah is an important moment for his career. He can't fail again. But with the condition of the injured hand, he could only hope to recover quickly, not return to feel the same as Zeline, failed again.
“Ahh hurts so much! Tomorrow I have to go to the house of the masseur Mak Eros,” complained Nara felt a whack pain spread on her back shoulder.
****
The morning sun had shone, its warm bias of entering through the window slit made the young man who was asleep, start to open his eyes slowly, wriggling to collect half the lives lost.
“Culun!” milan Gumam.
Milan's eye beads highlighted the sofa on which Nara fell asleep and it turned out that the girl was not there.
“He's still working it means he's fine.” Milan breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, last night she thought about how Nara was doing. The incident of the chandelier kept spinning on his head. How's the geeky doing?
This young man then got out of bed. As usual when he did not find Nara in the room, Milan would pull the nightstand drawer where their agreement letter was stored.
It's been a routine activity that Milan opened the paper looking for Nara's signature.
Until now, she still hopes Nara is interested in her offer and signs their farewell letter. But as usual, it was just a small piece of paper that he got.
Move on tips
People say if love will come back.
But to me, actually if love she's not going away.
Milan squinted sharply staring at the small paper in hand. Again and again always move on advice that he gets.
“Culun!” milan's hiss slowly rotated the lazy eyeball, his hand had hung up to throw the paper but stopped, he undoed, this time he did not throw away Nara's paper, just as he often did. With a slanted smile, Milan put the paper back in Nakas' pocket.
This was the first time he was not angry. I don't know why those words seeped into the depths of his heart.
****
Milan was in the dining room with Erika and her sister Chelsea. Eat the breakfast menu.
“Nara there's another makeup job huh? He was very busy,” complained mama Erika when her beloved daughter-in-law did not join them.
“Nara is a hard worker Ma. Moreover, he was very excited to be able to order to decorate the children of Pak Lurah, just a few more days,” timpal Chelsea.
Milan just kept quiet about the food. Hearing these two women always babble discussing in geeky.
“Mama is afraid she is sick, due to fatigue.” Anxious raut framed the face of this baby-beak woman.
“Mama be calm! Nih Nara again to the masseur, he said his body felt crumpled all. Yesterday Sea patted his shoulder he shouted loudly,” Chelsea explained.
Hearing that Milan who was enjoying his breakfast immediately gasped.
Uhuk ... uhuk ...
Milan choked on his food until he coughed to hear Nara visiting the masseuse mean the geeky was not okay, Nara was hurt.
“Kak Milan slowly eat,” Sea thrust a glass of water for his brother.
“Udah for nothing?” timpal mama Erika stroked the back of Milan who sat beside her.
Milan nodded back putting the glass on the table.
“He was injured, it turned out that his shoulder was sprained,” Milan muttered in heart.
Talks on Nara continued. Milan put up ear stealing hear.
“But, Sea why to the masseur anyway, rich people broken bones only, if tired you should take it in to the spa, then give him the best vitamins so that his endurance is strong, and,” suggestions mama Erika.
“Nara where to mah. Taking medicine is hard especially to see a doctor, he is afraid.” This beautiful girl.
“Nara scared doctor,” reset mama Erika.
“Iya, Mother. Even taking medicine he did not want.”
“It's only fitting yesterday that he dodged and said fine, it turns out he was afraid of doctors. So how does he recover if not to the doctor,” Inner Milan.
The sense of calm that Milan felt immediately overflowed into anxiety. When hearing the chatter of his mother and sister about the geeky.
“Ah the geeky. Just make me worry, how is it now?” his mind as soon as Milan's appetite was gone, his mind was now fixed on the geeky woman who had helped him. There was no way he would ignore it.
“Ah why not just me who was hit by the chandelier, so I do not need to be haunted by the guilt of the geeky,” Milan in the heart.