The Playboy's
Chapter 44. KDRT

Irya held the sting from her arm which was back injured. Occasionally his eyes closed withstanding pain. The sisters came at a quick pace with Nesha. The same nurse came with the doctor.

"Why is this why her husband's sister ?" Ask the nurse to see the state of Irya's hand.

"Quickly treated aja sister do not ask much first that she was in pain so." Nesha grimaced to see Irya in pain. There was a sense of guilt for making the man in pain.

The nurse immediately treated Irya's wound back, sticking a bandage so that the blood would no longer come out. "The mother can actually take care of the husband is not the time from the time his husband even continued pain." Said the sister who was actually upset with Irya.

Nesha looked in wonder at the sister. "Well, he's the one who's upset with me." Nesha muttered inwardly looking at the nun's attitude.

"Okay, that's sus my wife again pms like her sus from earlier angry continue to be the same me. I was tortured from before. It was in the fall that my hand was in benturin on the bed hit this edge." Irya was like a child complaining to her mother.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so rude to my husband. This if reported to the police mbaknya already hit KDRT case loh mbak."

"Okay.us who is KDRT anyway. Nurse play believe it's the same playboy fuck." Nesha said she felt like giving up from war or drowning in the hot desert.

"Em..what a cheating mas yes then his wife is angry that is." Ask the nurse who caught Nesha's words "Playboy Bawdy"

"Ck.. already thanks for treating. Sister so kepo my household." Irya said. The sister was apparently a person who liked to gossip.

Nesha was silent the more dizzy her head was made by Irya and the nurse. Finally the nurse came out after Irya subtly chased away.

"I'm sorry that was intentional." Said Nesha who felt guilty because she caused the injury to Irya.

"No problem, next time it's gentle with your husband." Said Irya who was still teasing Nesha to be even more upset.

"Mk. stress." Nesha said straight out of Irya's nursery.

Irya stared at Nesha's departure until her bedroom door was perfectly closed by Nesha. Unknowingly Irya smiled faintly. Making Nesha upset seems to be fun for Irya.

"Asik also ngerjain tuh son." Irya smiled faintly.

Nesha returns to her original destination of the canteen to find a drink. Facing with Irya a few minutes ago although not for hours makes his energy as if drained.

"Jeez.. new ngadepin model people so already engap me. Why every meeting with children so mulu mlu innu." Nesha muttered.

"Mom... Mineral water is one yes neither chocolate is ma'am." Nesha asked the hospital cafeteria guard.

Apparently Nesha needed chocolate to calm herself who was boisterous due to her irritation.

"If there are no chocolate bars. There's a warm chocolate drink. Want ?" Ask the canteen guard.

"Yes it's okay, ma'am, mineral water one bottle is responsible. Same warm chocolate one."

Rich brown people can calm a person's hagi. Currently Nesha is eager to restore her free-falling mood due to her unexpected events.

Long enjoyed her glass of warm chocolate Nesha returned again to the nursery of Angga by carrying her mineral bottle.

"Nes, where did you come from ?" Ask Mama Angga who has been waiting for Nesha to come out.

"Oh. Yes, Ma... The cafeteria is so crowded that it must queue to buy the same drink just to nolongin patients who are stressed again falling." Nesha.

"Stressed patient ? Who ? Is this not a public hospital ? How are there stress patients ?" Mama Angga was curious about Nesha's confession.

"Eh hehe yes Ma, there's a kayak of him left out of his girlfriend so it's kind of like that. Oh yes what time can Angga go home Ma ?" Nesha asked trying to shift the conversation.

"Wait another hour you come and clean up the administration of Angga first."

"Yes Ma....Mama watch what the hell ?" Ask Nesha. Mama Angga looks busy with her cell phone.

"Oh this, watch the news that again viral artist divorced because of KDRT when in the past it was very friendly eh divorced because of KDRT."

"Oh but if the artist is a lot of people who like divorce marriage that's like it's normal it's mah." Nesha responds according to what she sees and observes.

"Yes too, baby. I do not know all the ways of destiny from above. What used to be affectionate can be an enemy. Similarly, on the contrary, the beginning of the enemy can also be friendly. God can always change the human condition." Mama Angga. Nesha nodded and indeed confirmed that God could do anything to each of His people.

Finally the awaited has come along with the wake of Angga. Angga's father has come because it has permission on his boss to take care of the return of the child from the hospital.

"Ma... There's Nesha too." Angga's father came in a hurry. Mama Angga greeted her husband as well as Nesha and Angga.

"Father to the administration first take care of everything." Pamit Angga's father is taken in by everyone in the room.

"Ga.. smile dong today you go home." Nesha said smilingly that her dear friend had been able to go home today.

"Hehe. Yes Nesha is beautiful. It's a smile." Angga forced his smile. Actually his head is still dizzy and his body is still limp but Angga does not want to linger in the hospital. Fear of the cost is getting swollen and will burden both parents. The family prefers to rest at home.

"Here I help you sit." Said Nesha who saw Angga about to rise from his sleep. Nesha is painstaking in all things taking care of the sick and doing homework. Really-bena would-be wife dream.

"Thank you Nes. You didn't work here yesterday." Angga feels guilty for his best friend for having to take care of him. This is what Angga meant by not wanting to tell Nesha how she was because it would make Nesha bother.

"Ga.. no problem in the cafe is also good if permission is allowed. I'll take care of you later if you're back from the hospital."

Angga just nodded resignedly, how else Nesha had been by his side since yesterday. Wanting to expel Nesha was unlikely to hurt Nesha's feelings later.

"When yesterday Mama had said the same Nesha Ga, let Mama aja take care of you but Nesha was determined to take care of you." Mama Angga smiled stroking Nesha's head.

Happy and proud her son has a best friend like Nesha who is kind and considerate. In the heart of Mama Angga very much hope Nesha will be able to be a companion of Angga life. But that hope can only be kept in his heart and always pray if his hope will come true.

Anga and Nesha chatted together. Angga tried not to show his pain in front of Nesha. The girl smiled broadly while joking with Angga. With Angga, Nesha can always laugh because Angga often tells funny things to Nesha. Angga was very good at covering what he felt on Nesha.

"Hahaha I'm crashing." Ledek Angga for likening Nesha to a duck kala Nesha who likes to move her lips when Angga messes with her hair.

"Ish. You like that." Nesha hits Angga's arm.

"Aushhh.wah do not KDRT dong Nes if the visa is good enough dapet money." Said Angga rubbing his arm slowly.

"Select where there is KDRT, KDRT is Domestic Violence. So it's only mentioned for the household times Ga."

"It's been changed to KDP." Angga changed his abbreviation. Nesha scrunched her forehead. "What is KDP ?" Ask Nesha.

"Violence in Friendship haha. You often hit me in my arms." Angga Protest.

"You've also been getting my hair down a lot." Nesha did not want to be outdone by the protests that Angga aired.

"But the pain at nes hit, I ngacaknya also not rude. That means I'm worried about you ah how the hell."

"Hehehe yes sorry if I didn't hit him too, not very fast. That means I'm also worried about you ahahaha." Nesha laughed in reverse Angga's words.

Mama Angga just smiled and shook his head at the interaction of Nesha and Angga. It was very happy to see Angga can laugh and forget the pain he now felt. Nesha is a remedy for Angga, the painkiller of Angga.

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