Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
64. Sorry please

Endra closed his eyes tightly as a result of the question.

Why is Gista questioning him again? But Endra promised, he looks better. Wh why?

Endra was desperate, but realized he was in front of the patient. Professional attitude that a person needs when sick.

"The teething will heal. I'm just trying to."

Gista silently squeezed both of Endra's hands over his thighs. The girl looked somewhat agitated, making Endra instantly aware that Gista was being infiltrated by the pressure again.

"What if it turns out this is an abnormality that can not be cured?" tanya Gista lirih's. "What if I don't think I'll ever be normal again?"

Why does he like to think about such scary things?

But Endra tried hard to get rid of it all. Endra was afraid to think about it and Endra did not want Gista to think about it.

"Steeth like to be naughty." Endra pulled his nose a little hard, let Gista be distracted from that pathetic thought. "I told you I was healed. How is Teteh. Teteh tuh nggerti well if in front of the doctor, the task of the patient was nguguk aja. Not much protest."

"Ouch-du-duh. Endra's sick."

"Let's just say it." Endra said so, but hurriedly let go.

Well, it looks like he pinched a little too hard because Gista's nose got very angry.

Even so Gista was immediately distracted from bad thoughts, so Endra did not regret. Instead, he poked that red nose. Smiling sweet.

"Sweet teething I just take care of. Doctor Gantengnya Teteh who will recover. If not, then marriage is delayed."

Gista glares. "That's what you want."

How he covered his reddened, bulging nose was the reason Endra laughed. Though actually, Endra was a bit forced himself to look cheerful for the sake of Gista.

Ah, Endra likes his heart that is in love. It feels light and fun to feel.

"Steh want to hug me again? Hugs well, pleaseeeeeeeeeee."

Endra was half joking.

Just want to see Gista refute with the phrase 'why I hug you' but while shy.

Turns out, uh turns out, Endra got a real hug.

Gista completely wrapped his hands around Endra's back, hiding the face on his shoulders, hugging Endra's body tightly.

Endra's face inevitably feels hot. Moreover, he was sure that Gista could hear the sound of his heart being palpitated in there.

But the wind cannot be refused. Endra hugged Gista back, calming himself in the warmth of the girl.

Heh. In this situation, Endra felt that he only wanted to marry Gista and the world ended except for the two of them.

Not the smell of Endra like gardening runs out from morning until afternoon, but the smell of Gista is very sensitive right, until the perfume for him even smells of carrion.

Endra did not want if the hug even secretly traumatized Gista.

But Gista nodded. Even more hugging him.

"No, pa-pa if you." Gista rubbed his face against Endra's shoulder. "Just you."

Like in the head of Endra suddenly there was a sound of stones thrown into iron.

Teeeeeeeeeee.

And Endra froze.

His whole head was scattered, then helped back. But when it was united, what emerged was an inappropriate shadow and very difficult to realize in the present situation.

Endra hugged Gista and grimaced wanting to cry. But not in this place but in a paradise called bridal room and—oke stop!

"Tea."

"Hm?"

"I like to be hugged by Teteh."

Gista smiled silently on his shoulder. "Ohiya?"

"Yes, Tea, I swear." Endra was crying. "Makany ...."

Endra's tone of voice made Gista doubtful. The hug forced Gista to let go, to peek at Endra's expression. He said he liked it, so why was his tone even choking?

"Why you?"

Endra smiled strangely as he looked still grimacing, willing to cry, and disappointed.

"I'm tense."

In that instant Gista yelled saying she would not be Endra's wife, ran to the room, leaving Endra laughing on the couch alone.

Funny thing.

But seriously, Endra's tense.

Please forgive.

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