The Singers
003. Tragedies

The car was different from what Ami saw yesterday. This time the car is white and Ami does not know what car it is because plus his eyes are blurred.

Fragrance is the description of when Ami enters the car. But the focus remains defunct because the sweat begins to pour. It felt like Ami's body would not be silent. He wanted something he couldn't explain.

Alkan wanted to touch his shoulder back to make sure Ami was okay or not. However, Ami rushed to pull that hand away. "Don't touch it."

Alkan immediately pulled his hand. "Okay, sorry. So you why the hell?? You're such a prick."

"I-I don't know... Just drinking, drinking from people and now it's like my body doesn't taste good."

Alkan scrunched up his jidat, "I mean? Not good how is it? Try to clear it."

"I don't know. I'm ashamed of it, huaaa." Ami even more crying makes Alkan confusion himself.

"Calm, calm ok? Be clear so I know what you are feeling. I don't know why you are. Calm down I am a doctor. Maybe I can help you."

"It doesn't feel good at my bottom." Ami explained in a quick tone and immediately covered her face with both palms then cried even louder.

"Bottom what?? You're clearly trying."

"Lotter part of me!" Ami's voice raised the high tone of his voice made Alkan shut up for a moment. Surprised to be more precise.

Alkan blinked his eyes, He now knew what the woman had been drinking. Maybe a drink mixed with stimulant drugs. I don't know who did something this bad. He also knew it must have been excruciating if not released. Alkan was so confused himself how to.

"You... You're a doctor, right? Please help me. I don't know what to do..."

Alkan looked at Ami who was still crying with arid wiping his sweat on his sensitive area. Alkan it feels so follow sweat thinking about the unclear.

"Let's go to a hospital near here." Alkan was just about to start his car but Ami stopped immediately, holding Alkan's hand on the steering wheel. Smooth hands and a sense of heat flowed into Alkan's hands.

"Don't... I don't want to be in the news or it must be a shock to my manager. Please is there no other way? I know now, I'm why. The drink I was drinking had some herbal medicine, right?"

Alkan licked his lips which began to dry due to confusion about this situation. Pity to see the girl in front of him moaning in pain. His appearance was disheveled, the dress was ruffled because it was scratched by his hand.

Ami's hand still holding Alkan's hand even squeezed it stronger, as if channeling the sense of what he was feeling. A dirty mind enters his brain.

"Whose name are you?" Alkan let go of the grasp of the hand and grabbed Ami's face by his hand.

"What does it matter about the name in these circumstances?" Ami's face paled with sweat.

"I can help you report on this incident to be followed up, without any of this information coming into the media."

Under these circumstances, how could Ami think so well? All he had in mind was wanting to finish the rage immediately.

"So. I'm not bothered. Please help me?"

Alkan the confusion, rubbing his face violently. Condemning his fate why was he in this situation? The situation that made him confused, this was different when he handled his usual patients.

Amira drank the water in a hurry. Then do the instructions that Alkan gave earlier. The sweat began to thin not as much as earlier when the car AC he level, but with this Alkan who was even confused, cold more precisely.

When the interval of a few minutes had improved, he leaned his body against the seat where he was sitting, then closed his eyes slowly. Her eyes felt heavy, her emotions became heightened wanting to cry again.

He cried again to make Alkan again confused.

"Give it... I don't know what to say. I'm so embarrassed." I wanted to cry, hide with both hands.

"Its okay. It's over. You're a gap now, aren't you?" Boldly this time he held onto Ami's shoulder.

Amira began to release her hands, her makeup was a little messy then she confirmed the dress that was revealed a little kzrna from earlier she held it firmly. "I don't know if I should say thanks or sorry to you."

"Father. Next time don't take a drink from someone else." Said Alkan while staring in the other direction.

"Yes, I'll be careful from now on."

Alkan only responded with a nod, his eyes still looking outwards.

"Give it..."

"Yes?" This time his eyes again collided with Ami's eyes.

"If we meet again. Please pretend you don't know me, yeah. Please don't tell anyone about this. If you are asking for a reward, please call my manager's number. Tell me because you have helped me but do not explain in detail help because what? I'll pay anything."

Alkan raised his eyebrows in confusion. She felt a little offended, but she was purely helping him without asking for anything in return. Plus, what did he say? Pretending not to know? What did he do until he became a stranger? Alkan's face immediately flatly looked at Ami.

"No need. I'm not sincere." Speak with cold.

Ami was immediately confused and then heard a phone call from his cellphone. Ami picked up her small bag that fell down. He took his phone to pick up the phone.

When the phone was picked up, Amira could hear the agitated voice of her mother who was looking for Amira.

"Yes hello, Ma'am?"

"I'm in..." Ami looked at Alkan who was staring outwards.

"I'm in the parking lot."

"I'll wait in the parking lot." The phone call was eventually cut off. Then the phone was put back in his little bag.

"Mas, I'm out huh? Thanks and sorry for continuing to trouble."

"Yes." Yeah." Because he felt the response Alkan too cold finally Ami immediately got out of the car and walked towards the parking lot C to find his car mbaknya.

Along the way Ami prayed that he would not meet the man again. And if you meet Amira should avoid it as much as possible because this is the most shameful thing he has ever done in his life. May the universe agree to this request.