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"Whoever can make a mistake, this is all pure accident, so don't blame anyone." Yara looked panicked when she saw Draga's expression that looked extremely angry.

"I'm going to see Dhan." Draga ruled in a flat tone and without turning a single glance towards Yara.

"Come on." Yara precedes Draga's steps with a face full of anger.

Brakk!

The door opened wide, making the two people inside turn at the same time.

Draga stared coldly at Arthem without shaking even though Yara had invited him to sit down.

"Are you okay, Dhan?" Draga asked Dhandeli but still looked straight at Arthem.

"I'm good Ga, have you been able to go home today?" Dhandeli noticed Draga who was not wearing any more patient clothes.

"I can go home today." Draga replied coldly and still stared at Arthem.

"You?" Draga's index finger points at Arthem.

"What's wrong?" Arthem didn't rub it.

"Why did you get that stupid? you almost killed him." The Draga means Dhandeli.

"I admit, I was wrong because of my negligence and my concentration that was split to cause this incident, but you need to remember, this is probably your woman." Arthem returned Draga's gaze with no less fierce.

"You, motherfucker!" Draga was about to hit Arthem but Yara and Dhandeli compactly blocked him.

"Here, don't make a fuss, Arth you can go out with Yara, and you Draga, I want to talk to you." Dhan pinched his head while leaning against the pile of pillows.

"Arthem was not wrong, not even blamed, he already felt guilty Ga." Dhandeli stared straight at Draga's face.

"I'm sorry, I'm upset that he didn't tell me this." Draga breathed a rough breath.

"Maybe he thinks you'd freak out like that if he told you, and he didn't want that to happen let alone when you weren't recovering." Dhandeli knows a lot about the character of Arthem who is very attentive and careful about everything.

"I think too much like that." Draga leaned his body on the side chair of Dhan's bed.

"Are you worried about me?" Dhandeli looked at Draga seriously.

"Yes." Yeah." Draga looks awkward and nervous making Dhandeli want to pinch his cheeks.

"Ah, I know." Dhan tried to tease Draga.

"Know what?" Draga turned his eyes.

"You like me, don't you?" Dhandeli widened his smile.

"No." Draga still turned his face away.

"Are you sure?" Dhandeli anxiously touched Draga's cheek and made the Perfectionist man dumbfounded.

"Ten, sure." Draga shook Dhandeli's hand nervously.

"Aw!" Dhandeli grimaced with his wounds that had just been treated post-war pillow with Arthem touched violently by Draga.

"What's wrong? you why? which part is sick?" Draga frantically saw Dhan grimacing in pain and holding his own hand.

"Where, I see your hand." Draga grabbed Dhandeli's hand, and his eyes were rounded as he saw blood flowing from the bandage wrapped up to his palm.

"Gosh, you're bleeding Dhan!" Draga was about to reach the emergency button on the headboard of the bed but was prevented by Dhandeli.

"No need, the blood has stopped flowing." Dhandeli showed his hand in front of Draga's face with a smile.

Draga was silent looking at Dhandeli's face with an indecipherable look, not knowing what he was thinking in silence.

"If I like you, do you believe me?" Draga spoke in a flat tone with no expression.

"Hemm"

"Why?" Draga frowned at the vague response.

"I'm not confident about you liking me." Dhan replied casually.

"What?" Draga.

"What?" Dhandeli smiled shyly.

"really?" dhandeli's face beamed immediately upon hearing the spontaneous compliment from Draga's mouth.

"Ah, that's it." Draga is reluctant to respond to Dhandeli's behavior.

"Emm, Draga, can I ask you a question?" Dhandeli seemed hesitant to reveal anything.

"Just ask, maybe I'll answer." Draga was arrogant, making Dhandeli roll his eyes.

"Do you have a girlfriend or girlfriend?" Dhandeli glanced slightly at Draga who did not flinch at him.

"No." Answer's short.

"Are you gonna get mad and stay away from me if I say I like you?" Dhandeli gathered his courage when expressing his feelings implicitly.

"You mean just 'if you say you like me ' don't really like me?" Draga emphasized the phrase dhandeli without answering it.

Dhandeli nodded slowly and stared at Draga's face for a while and then turned away. Draga sighed and bowed with his arms as his head support.

"As long as this woman closest to me is Yara, she's been like my older sister, and to other women I've always failed." Draga started telling stories.

"Failed? you mean break up in the middle of the road or you're cheating? what's cheated?" Dhandeli was so enthusiastic to listen to Draga's story.

"No, my God, your mind is so wild." Draga sneered.

"Well, in a failed relationship the cause is mostly a third person or incompatibility with each other."

"Well that's right."

"Which is right?"

"Incompatibility." Dhandeli just nodded in understanding.

"Ah yes! you're an OCD, I forgot, you must be so tormented when you're close to someone you think is unhygienic." Dhandeli's tone decreased further as he recalled his behavior during a dinner with Draga.

Draga smiled at the change in Dhandeli's attitude which was initially very enthusiastic and suddenly became as if feeling guilty and full of regret.

"I'm sure I'm not the type of woman you dream of, given how I behaved when we were together." Dhandeli.

"What do you know about the type of woman I dream of?" Draga looked at Dhandeli with a warm smile.

"I, I just..."

"I like you." Finally Draga expressed his feelings.

"What?"

"You're the first woman to make me feel comfortable without any discomfort, or disgust, you're different." Draga grabbed Dhandeli's hand and grasped his hand very carefully.

"really?" Dhandeli finally dared to look at Draga.

"Yes, I was hesitant at first about my feelings, but the events that happened to you caused my mind to be confused and my heart to ache" Silently.

"More so when you care so much about Arthem or any other man, it somehow upsets my anger." Draga continued the expression of his heart.

"But to be honest, I'm not sure you like men like..." Unexpectedly Dhandeli gently kissed Draga's lips with feeling, tenderness and warmth.

Draga froze as Dhandeli's tiny, sweet lips landed on his lips, his eyes round in surprise but did not reject the sweet kiss.

"My first kiss, I like you too, Draga." Dhandeli turned his lips away while expressing his feelings which was a positive answer for Draga.

"It's too sweet for a moment." Draga grabbed Dhandeli's tiny lips with a more mature kiss, making Dhandeli overwhelmed because he could not compensate.

"This is my first kiss." Draga took off his link and smiled over Dhandeli's lips.

"First? but why is it so hot?" Dhandeli frowned while still looking into Draga's eyes.

Draga smiled amusedly at the expression of the girl who seemed to be in disbelief at what she said.

"First kiss, you're so good." Dhandeli uses a scornful tone.

"Well, what woman do you think I can kiss?"

give me vote please hehehe