The Second Lead Fate
Ninety Six

"Ken, where are you?" tanya Ambar tried to find help.

"Why? Do you want to meet the boss? Want to show off?"

"Are you drunk?"

Didn't Kenzo say he stopped drinking a year ago? Then what is this?

"It's none of your business"

Kenzo hung up the phone, leaving Ambar a little surprised. He had never responded to Kenzo like this, it was better for Ambar to shut up and look for another way. After all, in a drunken state Kenzo became a useless friend.

"Hello Fel"

"Ambar, he said Adhi has met you already"

"Fel, I think something's wrong with your fiancee. Boss Adhi's legs are swollen. You must come here"

"What??? Though I told you to let Adhi go to the doctor yesterday in London. Can you take Adhi to Mbar's hospital? I'm gonna find a plane to get there now"

"What's? I can't Fel. I have a job too"

Ambar didn't have any work that day. More or less, he was only doing surveillance on two of his employees. It's just, he couldn't possibly want to spend any longer with that guy.

"What about Mbar? I got a plane but I'm leaving tomorrow morning"

"But Fel"

"Please, Mbar. Please just this time" Pinta Feli with a clear tone.

Ambar is eager to refuse, eager to. But ...

"Yes. But only until morning. You have to send Dateng to the hospital as soon as landing"

"Yes Ambar. Thanks yeah. I'll call Adhi now"

Ambar took down the phone that had been stuck in his ear. He took a deep breath and then sent a message to his mother. She told me she couldn't go home because she was waiting for her sick friend. Of course he was not forthright, or his father would follow and tell him to go home.

He went back to the boutique and found a suit consultant carrying a man whose body size was double that.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Amen ... "

"He'll be here in the morning. You don't have to tell me about my future wife's schedule!"

Ambar pulls the hand that should replace the role of the consultant supporting the body of the man. Suddenly he felt annoyed at the guy.

"Good then. You can get in the car and I can drive"

"That's a fancy car"

"Who asked"

"You won't be able to drive it"

"All cars are the same"

"You won't be able to. Oughhh shit"

Ambar looked back and saw the man's body almost fall down. It seems that the boutique consultant is no longer strong enough to withstand heavy loads. He wanted to let it all go and then laughed when the guy finally fell over. But he's not that bad. Ambar helps the consultant prop up Kenzo Boss' body to get into the car.

"Thank you for the help. The problem must be ready before Saturday" Ambar said, then started the car that was not his.

"You won't be able to drive it"

"Whispering"

"What did you say?"

"You're noisy!" ambar said he then took Boss Kenzo's car smoothly towards the hospital.

Friends Feli. It turns out that's just Ambar's role in this story. The supporting role that made the two main leads come together then slowly disappeared just like that. Like there never was.

"You ask for as much as possible"

Ambar now chooses to stay quiet and concentrate on the streets. Actually, he was also afraid that anything would happen with this car. The repair price will be very expensive.

Arriving at the hospital, Ambar immediately asked the nurse to pick up Boss Kenzo from the car. He did not want to have to support that heavy body anymore.

"His feet" said Ambar and pointed at the man's feet. Just give information to nurses and doctors who will handle.

He waited for a long time outside the Emergency Room and was asked to fill in the inpatient letter by the nurse. She had to contact Feli again to ask for her future husband's identity. And from there, Ambar just found out that the guy was not too old. Only three years older than him. Then he had been wrong all along. All this time Ambar never knew anything about the guy. Because they had only known him for two months.

About an hour later Ambar saw the man in a wheelchair, exiting the Emergency Room.

"Why?" tanya Ambar wants to know the situation of Boss Kenzo.

"Only the previous wound received a large pressure and swelling. We have given injections to reduce swelling and this is a prescription drug that must be taken by Mr. Adhitama" explained the doctor who handled the man.

"alright. Thank you" Ambar replied and then took the man to the pharmacy to make up for the medicine.

"I'm bored, can you hurry up a little?!" said the guy.

"Not hurt"

"Why are you so angry all the time?"

"I'm not angry"

"If you don't want to be here, just go!"

The man's words so upset Ambar. Sick people should act like sick people. Weak and helpless. But that guy, it looks like he could tear down the wall with his anger.

"I've promised Feli I'll look after you until tomorrow morning. So do not complain and soon we will go home" explained Ambar trying to be patient.

"We're home?"

"Huh?"

"You said we'd go home. To your house or mine?"

Ambar had no plan or anything in his brain when he said that. But why did Boss Kenzo make it sound like he wanted to go home together?

"Of course your home. I wouldn't feel comfortable if Feli's fiancee was at home."

"Feli's betrothed? Is that all I'm for you?"

Ambar stared at the blue eyes that were now located about fifty centimeters below him. Wondering what the hell the Kenzo Boss question means. Does that guy expect more from him? But, before he could ask, the guy's name was called to take the medicine.

"It has. You can go home now" Ambar said, pushing a wheelchair but not so. Because that guy has been paddling his own wheelchair, heading for the exit.

"Can't you slow down a little?" ambar said then chased after the flying wheelchair.

"Your feet are too short"

"Can't run in the hospital"

"That's your own rule"

"Huh?"

Ambar got further and further away from the guy's wheelchair and began to increase his walking speed. Before long he saw the man and his wheelchair stop and felt relieved. But he could not slow down the pace because of the descending floor in front of him. Not to mention he had to slip and stare in horror at the place of his fall. Fortunately, a hand stuck out right to catch his waist.

"Until when are you gonna be in my lap?"

Ambar began to open one by one his eyelids and was grateful not to fall. It must be a shame to fall in front of a lot of people. But, he was not on the ground and was not standing. In fact, he was now sitting on the lap of Boss Kenzo, on a wheelchair that was made speeding earlier even more embarrassing.

He did not give thanks and cursed what he had done. He shouldn't have run. Damnit.