Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
76. The Physical Touch

"ill? It hurts so much, huh?"

Endra who was now lying down like a sick person immediately replied in a lethargic tone, "Yes, Tea." Then don't forget, his mouth let out a sick hiss and his eel was wrinkled.

This time Endra had tremendous intent to prank Gista, as he groaned in pain as if he was dying and his life was slowly being uprooted again.

Gista enveloped Endra as if he had a fever. Compressing around the bite marks was only to make him more aware that the bite marks on Endra's arm were very deep.

"Endra." Gista grimaced to see Endra in pain. I don't think he's being tricked anymore, because Endra's wounds look so bad.

But Endra also secretly defended himself, that he was not cheating.

No, kok. Endra is in pain. Endra only sedikiiiiit rather exaggeratedly expressed his pain.

So don't lie.

"Steak." Unsatisfied with such a caper, Endra pulled Gista's hand to touch her further.

Gista held Endra's cheek. Slightly bowing closer, so that Gista could hear his weak voice more. "Why? You're really sick?"

"Teeth do not go anywhere," raced Endra like a man ready to be efficacious for the last time. "Steeth don't stay with me."

"Yes." Yeah." Gista even hugged Endra's other hand, so he knew Gista wasn't going anywhere. "Yes, I'm not going anywhere—"

"Gis."

The dramatic scene was cut short by Ashar's voice. I don't know since when she stood at the door of Endra's room and seemed to witness some things before she made a sound.

Actually Gista used to know Ashar about Endra. For Gista, Ashar is now nothing more than a friend.

But being caught in the room and in a somewhat hugging position like this, Gista inevitably awkward too.

"A-aku—"

"Steh doesn't come home, Kang." Endra pulled Gista suddenly, falling lying down onto the bed.

Not getting there, Endra even directly hugged Gista, raising his legs on Gista's thigh as if he was a bolster pillow. "I'm having a little chat, so please close the door, Dad, Kang."

Endra drove Ashar blatantly in front of Gista.

After being with him for a long time, Gista had already understood that Endra had his own selfish side but to the point of doing so, why was he suddenly so childish today?

But more Gista did not believe, Ashar closed the door of the room according to Endra, leaving him clearly only with Endra on the bed.

Huh huh? Gista knew very well Ashar was not a plain man who thought nothing would happen if a pair of human children were left behind. And more importantly, he should have come here to persuade Gista to get better.

"Steak." Endra groaned again, knowing that Gista was somewhat distracted by Ashar. "Sshhhh, my hand hurts. It hurts so much."

The pain is quite gone, but Endra wants to overdo it first.

And according to Endra's intentions, Gista was immediately distracted. The girl wanted to get up to compress Endra's arm, but her body was still held in a hug.

"Endra."

"Know you know the love language, right?"

"Huh?"

Endra brought his face closer to Gista's ear, very subtly whispering, "Love language I'm physical touch. So I like being hugged."

Half the truth, half the reason. Endra's main love language was time, quality time, only after that touch. But yeah, not a lot of lies, right?

City girls know very well what love language is because it's like their slang term.

So like another baby whining, Endra who pretended to complain of pain can hug tightly from Gista.

Hehe.

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