SISTER Or WIFE
23, Nabila's Allegations
"sorry sir, we'd better take Miss home, I'll call the doctor and the medical device there!" opening the car door allowed the young master and lady to enter
"you're crazy, can't you make sure he's okay, he's shot stupid," kicked even harder
"of course my master guarantees the lady is just in shock, she'll be fine"
"sorry sir, but someone tried to kill him, wouldn't it be difficult for our hospital to cover up his identity, especially if you look panicked like this, people will think that the lady is an important person in your life, it will be even more dangerous" trying to explain
"shit!! how can I get this sweet on him!!"
"you think I'm freaking out because he's important to me?? I just don't want dad and buda to be mad because I can't take care of him, you understand???" while getting in the car, so did Haris who immediately did with moderate speed
"cih., still pretending, when I saw your blind jealous scene myself"
"do I need to contact the master and the great mistress??"
"don't" quickly replied "you want to see me get shot too?" reply annoyed, but not with Haris who is still relaxed doing his vehicle
"you want him dead?? why so slow" shouted again
"but I don't want the three of us dead!!"
" i don't care, look at his speed now" cried impatiently, he continued to hug his wife with blood that had already soiled the clothes of the two of them..
The car had entered the main gate from a distance the doctor and Anton stood in front of the house waiting for their arrival,
after the car door opened, Shakil half ran carrying him up to his son and laid his wife's small body in Nabila's room
Busily the doctor examined the girl, cleaning up the non-severe gunshot wounds
"how is he doing??" panicked
" you take it easy, young lady, it's okay" replied casually
"are you not sane, shot,!! can you still say it's okay??" with high notes
" sir, control yourself, you look so stupid right now" she said
"sorry sir, but the bullet missed, and only grazed a little bit of his arm" trying to calm down.
"if your diagnosis is correct, why is my wife unconscious, you want her to die by leaving her like this without any infusion or anything like that"
"please, sir, stop your stupidity as to why love makes you this way"
" it doesn't need to be sir, he's just in shock for a little while to wake up" explained the doctor and prescribed Haris
"go away, if he doesn't get up, I'll keep you from getting up" he threatened and walked up to his wife and sat on the bed
" excuse me sir" the doctor respectfully bowed his body
"let me interven" said haris while leaving Nabila's room
Shakil did not move from his position, he did not care about his dirty clothes because he did not want to leave Nabila, his eyes continued to look at that innocent face, regrets, regrets, and regrets that continued to gnaw his heart.... "I should have directly brought her home, there was no need to argue with her just now, it was my fault!! I'm sorry Nabila!!,,,, sorry,,,"
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" sorry sir, Haris leave this, medicine for young lady" gave me a small bag
"where is she?? why go at a time like this??" glancing at anton with a cynical look
"he said he wanted to find the old young lady shooter!!"
"cih I think he doesn't care about me. Well find a nurse to take care of him" Shakil ordered.
"sorry sir, but for now I can't trust anyone to take care of the young miss" bowed politely
"you're right, how will anyone hurt him again, then who will take care of him
"i think for now only the master can take care of him" gave a proposal that Amir and Haris had ordered to him
pause for a moment and, "well, I'll take care of him myself!! get me my nightgown, I'll take a shower" he ordered.
"well sir"
"and also find sleeping clothes for him" added
"good sir"again
after getting everything he needed, Shakil changed Nabila's clothes very carefully and went to the bathroom to clean his body
when he came out of the bathroom he saw Nabila moving moaning in pain he immediately approached him
"sad, are you okay??"with panic checking all over Nabila's body "talk to me, does this hurt so much??" blowing on bandage-clad wounds
Nabila began to remember the incident that he experienced earlier "what is with me?? why do my hands hurt??" look at his wound
"somebody shot you" with a face full of regret couldn't protect her
"are you the one who did this??" accuse
"what!!!!" Shakil was shocked
"didn't you hate me then??" still upset at Shakil for comparing him to his parents' killers
"have you gone mad, where might I have done it to you" raised his tone of voice in disbelief at the charge of nabila
"there's no one, and there's no evidence, right??" turn his face
"hi stupid girl, if I did it, why would I bother to look after you here?? why don't I just throw it away earlier you were cheated" upset and then put on his clothes in front of Nabila..
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