SUPERBIA
Heatstroke

After eating, they did not return to the room because Az took Nafla outside. Although confused, Nafla still follows Az's steps.

"Aren't you guys carrying our stuff?" Nafla raised her head to look at Az who was much taller than her. Luckily, there were only two of them in the elevator. So, can talk freely.

"We'll go out for a second. Later come back again," Az replied with a view still straight ahead.

Nafla's forehead frowned. He thought they would only sleep for a few hours here. "Not checking out?"

Finally, Az returned Nafla's gaze. Then, smile slanted without giving an answer.

Yeah, without an answer. It seems that Az has returned to annoying mode, to make Nafla snort annoyed. Though he wanted to quickly go home and arrange his belongings at Az's house, wkwkwk.

The elevator doors opened and three large men entered the elevator talking. It seems that they have just finished exercising, if you look at the clothes and sweat that wet their clothes. One of them also appeared to be carrying a large mineral water bottle in his hand.

Nafla who was standing in the middle of the elevator room looked flabbergasted. Until, making Az peck small, then pull the tiny body of Nafla to get closer to him. Then, embrace and close the woman's eyes with one side of her palm.

Nafla giggles, then removes Az's hand from her eyes. Then, his head looked up at Az who was still putting on a flat look. Az simply rolled his eyes sharply, then grasped Nafla's hand possessively.

Two floors past, the elevator door opened again. An athletic man came in with a breath. His arrival, greeted by cheers three people who had entered first. Apparently, they're friends.

"Great also loe, can chase," said one of them.

Az noticed the movements of the young man who had just entered. There was no sweat on his body, though he said he had just run through the emergency stairs.

Slowly the young man's body slumped and fell to the elevator floor. He did not respond and seemed confused, though his friends called his name worriedly.

"Heatstroke," Az muttered as he crouched down to touch the young man's nape. There were signs of redness on his skin as well.

Without permission, Az pulled a bottle of mineral water from the hand of one of the young men and splashed it into the body of the young man lying on the floor. A young man came forward and snapped at Az. Feeling displeased with what Az had just done to his dying friend.

Az is not pinched. He was still watching the young man who had just been flushed, just making sure that the young man had no trouble breathing.

"Can you stay away a little?" let's say Az is calm.

The emotional youth came back and tried to pull Az. However, Az deftly got up and twisted his hand, making Nafla look at him in panic. However, the husband just casually pulled out a cell phone, seeming to contact someone.

"GG Hotel, a temporary diagnosis of heatstroke," Az said on a cell phone in his ear.

The emotional youth was grimacing in pain from Az who had not yet let go of his spinning. Meanwhile, two of his other friends chose not to act.

"From silence, you better lift your friends to the couch!" said Az stay calm.

The two young men nodded, then hurried to carry out the instructions. Shortly thereafter, security personnel also came and intended to contact the nearest hospital.

"No need, sir. The ambulance is coming soon. My husband has handled everything" explained Nafla kalem.

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