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Aiza's gaze returned to Akhmar who still looked relaxed even though the doctor seemed to pull the needle from the man's hand.

“Other times, don't bother with other people's business huh!” said Aiza.

Akhmar just rolled his eyes, not caring about Aiza's annoyance.

“You are a boy, it is not appropriate to see a woman's letter,” continued Aiza who was greeted with a smile by a doctor who sewed a wound on Akhmar's hand.

“Yaaa.. Suapaya kosher views, just copied!” said the doctor from Nyeplos, thinking Akhmar and Aiza already know each other closely.

No. gabe.  They don't know very well.  They were only ever involved in a problem that made the two become acquainted with each other.

Aiza gawked away, stepping on the corridor leading to the administration desk to immediately pay the fee.

“Aiza, are you okay?” Adnan, the guy with glasses is approaching Aiza.  He is Aiza's neighbor.  A figure known to nerds.  Diligently reading.

“Ngot anything,” replied Aiza with a smile.  He feels fine.

“I was also at the Nurul Huda mosque, but I was going to the toilet when it happened, so I didn't see everything.  They said, you were taken to the hospital, I followed you here.”

“I'm fine, kok.”  Aiza showed that she was okay.

“Sgratitude.”  Adnan looked relieved.

Aiza looked back as she felt her back being nudged by someone until her tiny body staggered forward.  He was surprised to see Akhmar standing behind him, the man even seemed indifferent, he was taking out a wallet to pay for his administrative expenses.

“You don't want to apologize?” tanya Aiza looked at Akhmar.

The man looked towards Aiza.  His eyebrows were raised as innocent.

“You already nudged me!” said Aiza.

“Oh.. got ya?”  He still looks innocent.

Did Akhmar not feel such a strong reluctance?  Or is he numb to the point of not feeling the touch?  Severer.  Aiza won't answer.  Better to shut up. 

Appointed by Akhmar, Adnan raised an eyebrow.  “I?”

“Iya.”

“Adnan.  Why?”  Adnan asked back.

Akhmar approached Adnan, grabbed the man's shoulder and said, “Jagain your girlfriend!  Don't get into any more accidents.  So men must respect,” said Akhmar then pat Adnan on the shoulder.  Glanced at Aiza and waltzed away.

Dih... Who is dating Adnan?  Aiza's life is far from dating.  Recognize men rarely.  

“Nan, I first!” aiza then stepped past Adnan after the man nodded his head.

Aiza stepped out of the hospital, suddenly surprised by a motorbike speeding towards her, and suddenly grazed her.  Aiza's body fell.  The racer seemed to be trying to swing the steering wheel to the right to divert his motorbike, trying to avoid an accident, but the incident was so fast that it was difficult to avoid.

Akhmars.  Yeah, that guy again he's up his motorbike that's down.  Then get to Aiza.

“Come, I'll help!”  Akhmar extended his hand.

Oh my God, this guy again?  Why do they keep meeting?  Aiza.

Feeling unresponsive, Akhmar grabbed Aiza's arm.

“Neither!  I can do it myself!” said Aiza then stood up with her body staggered because her legs hurt.  Just now he was hit by bottles and flakes of glass lamps, now even dragged like this.  There-there's just.

Akhmar's facial expression looked unfriendly.  “You are stubborn.  Always consider yourself strong.”  He shook his head to see Aiza who refused his help.

“Wait.  Actually now I'm wrong or you?  kok, even you who sewot same me?” ask Aiza calmly.

Akhmar breathed.  

Seriate