Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
38. Careful but Not Understand

Endra actually thinks he's broken up or their relationship isn't good. Moreover, Endra has been baper many times either when hugged or when in the guarantee earlier.

Suffering from likes of guy's girlfriend, anyway. The mash reaches the hull.

Moreover, as a medical personnel, the task of Endra is not to complicate the situation but to calm down.

"Not pa-pa, Tea. Sleeping too. Maybe tomorrow his girlfriend wakes up. I also gave you a tranquilizer so I could rest."

Actually Endra wished he had said 'I slept in another room if that's it' but Gista nodded, then lay down next to Ashar who was asleep.

Realizing that's what it's supposed to be, Endra came out, said good night and had a good dream.

He went into the room, needed to take sleeping pills in order to sleep and not have nightmares.

*

The next morning, Ashar opened his eyes according to Endra. And the first thing you can do is to ask.

"What are you doing here?" According to Gista, the question needs to be answered as clearly as possible.

Ashar woke up, staring around the strange place. "Your kok .... This where is it? The infirmary?"

"A hospital looks like a gini?"

Gista looked at the gloomy face of Ashar. He was seriously injured, even if only from the outside. Endra said he was fine, neither was there a broken bone and managed to avoid it before more frightening things happened.

Even so it still is. Until he gets hurt to catch up with Gista, what's it for? He should have not been looking for Gista after Gista had behaved in such a bitch, right?

"Gis." Ashar suddenly pulled his back, hugging Gista's body tightly. "You're not pa-pa, are you?"

Gista had to ask.

But for a moment, it might be okay. Gista hugged him back, patting his back gently. "Sorry."

At least about the accident it was Gista's fault. He came all the way because of him. Whatever the reason, he lost a few things just to get to the point where Gista was.

"Shark." Gista pushed him after believing it was enough. "Why did you come here?"

"Well?" Ashar raised a puzzled eyebrow. "What can I do if I know you're alone here? You're sick so I might leave you."

Never heard this saying: women are glass. Once broken, taped will not be perfect.

That is to say, women are vindictive creatures. Although knowing someone is good, even though knowing someone is not very bad, badjangan or irresponsible—but a little hurt, he will feel all the goodness is charred, he said, it is worth nothing compared to the few wounds that exist.

Gista is that disgusting creature.

"I'm not pa-pa here." Gista moved away.

Even if Ashar had come all the way here for her, Gista could not forget her one mistake.

"Mending you home. What would you do if you were here?"

"Gis, please." Ashar tried to get up, but Endra said, his knee might be swollen for more than a week, so it was difficult to walk.

Ashar immediately complained.

"You just overslept. New break home."

"Where to? Same you? Come home now if you are."

"I told you I've been here a long time." Gista blinked when he suddenly felt like crying. "I'm on medication here, so mending you home."

"Gis, what, anyway?" Ashar was upset. "Why are you, anyway? I can't understand you from yesterday. Obviously, I said."

"...."

"Please. Don't run away, tell me to go home, don't want to see the old man. You're not a child."

Gista knew it would be like this. That's why he suddenly felt sad.

This guy came to her because he cared. But he doesn't understand.

But what Gista needs now is not care.

He wants understanding.

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