
The door of the ER room opened, doctors Bram and Juna exited the room.
"Om, did Dhea lose a lot of blood?" ask Fio.
"Flame!" vean and Arya.
"Just use my blood, if Dhea needs it," continued Fio, not caring about people's gazes.
"Dhea had a bump, but it's fine. His leg was also injured ...."
"His hand is okay, is it, Om?" ask Vean.
Understanding with the intention of Vean's question, doctor Bram nodded.
"It's okay. But we can do a CT scan later to be sure. His legs sprained, so had to use a wheelchair first. He was in shock, and was sleeping. Later the nurse will move him to the treatment room."
They breathed a sigh of relief hearing Dhea's condition.
After being transferred to the treatment room, Vean guards Dhea beside the gurney. A bandage-wrapped forehead, as well as his feet.
His hands were abrasive, but Dr Bram said fortunately nothing was fatal.
"Change your clothes first, Vean. Later on I see Dhea there's blood."
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Dhea woke up from her sleep, seeing what the room was.
"Nr ...."
"Thank God you're awake."
"What's sick, Dhea?" ask Arya.
"My body just feels sore and sore."
"Why did you get like this?"
Dhea tried to remember.
"Oh, I was going to Vean's office. Keep buying cookies across the street. Because I didn't want to turn around, so I parked there and crossed over. Sorry for making you all worry."
"Don't repeat, yeah. You'd better take the driver, don't go alone anymore."
Dhea just nodded. It is better to obey and not make others anxious.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Police are looking for the hit-and-run perpetrator."
"You eat first, after this take the medicine." Vean feeds food to Dhea.
"Aren't you wearing rendang, brother?"
Vean laughed, there was just Dhea's behavior. Indeed, only Dhea could make Vean laugh, even at a time like this, the girl still looked relaxed. If it was anyone else, Vean would have been lost.
Dhea yawns shortly after taking the medicine, then goes to sleep.
"It must be very painful" Vean murmured, looking at the bandages on Dhea's forehead and legs.
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Five days in the hospital, Dhea was finally allowed to go home. Her legs still hurt, so she had to use a wheelchair.
"Butik let me and Micel take care of it, Dhea. Don't you worry."
"Thank you, it's a good thing you two are."
"If you want to go anywhere, let Dimas deliver. Here you will not be lonely, there are mothers and sisters who can come here. Just walk away."
"Yes, don't worry about me."
Vean will also work at home, unless there is a meeting. He had to make sure Dhea was okay, lest anything else happen to the girl.
They're in Dhea's living room. Vena is busy with her laptop, and Dhea with her plans.
It turns out that working this wheel is more fun.
"So Vean why smile?"
"You remember when we were in school. Sit in the park while you pretend to learn lessons you don't understand. Though the value can be a hundred hold."
"Can mode, Brother. Gotta grind before being stabbed by people."
Really laugh back.
"Sir Vean pretended to be busy. What about you, brother?"
Vean's face turned red, because what Dhea said was very precise. Vean then stared at the table that many chocolates, their snacks during work.