Trapped in Love Cute Boss
The Part 16

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The man behind the wheel was groaning while shuffling his hair in frustration, he was Arjuna.

"Aaaaaaargh."

'Stupid! At a time like this you leave Nay, and leave him with your brother, his mind churned.

"I have to go back" he murmured. 

Juna turned his vehicle around, without seeing the traffic situation around him. To see no other vehicle from the opposite lane. Driving activity was immediately stopped, all motorists crowded at the scene. Someone tried to help and took Juna to a nearby hospital. 

Nay who was lying down suddenly woke up to hear the sound of a cell phone ringing. Seeing the name on the screen made him excited.

"Hallo, Sir. Where's dad?" he asked her shortly after she received her call.

"Hallo Anailla, this is Jordan. Juna sir had an accident. He was taken to Harapan Indah Hospital."

"What?" Nay screamed in shock. His eyes were round, his knees were limp. His phone fell out of his grasp.

"Sir Juna.." he muttered. Then he rushed to follow Juna to the hospital. Not forgetting the phone he dropped.

When he got to the house, Nay was confused. "How am I going to get there? My bike's at Abah's. Find an ojek or taxi late at night," he said.

In his heart thought to call Pras, because maybe his existence is not far from home. But no! He can't relate to Pras anymore.

After fondling will he call Pras or not, he finally gave up. Search call history, and meet. He immediately pressed the call button.

"Pras, get home now!" tell Nay when the phone call is connected.

"Finally you chose me Nay," Pras' voice at the other end of the phone, excited.

"Ish, your spiciness. Mr. Juna was in an accident, now in the hospital. I don't have a motorbike, public transportation is rare if it's this malem. Scribbles!"

"Okay, I'm there now." Pras is worried to hear the news that Juna was in an accident. He immediately hit the gas with high speed towards his sister's house, because he happened to go not too far. 

In a matter of minutes his car arrived in front of Juna's house. There Nay was waiting. Pras opened his car window, then honked. "Let's ride!"

Nay immediately ran, getting into the car that Pras was driving. "Hospital of Hope Indah. Hurry along!" said Nay who had just sat next to Pras.

"OK." without saying much, Pras drove his car fast. 

"The patient's room is on behalf of Arjuna Pradipta, who had an accident just now where?" nay asked the receptionist, when she had just arrived at the hospital.

"Pomegranate Vip Room no 32" replied the receptionist.

Nay and Pras rush to the room where Juna is being treated. They went straight in, and there Jordan was standing beside the gurney where Juna was lying. "How is Mr Juna?" ask Nay to worry.

"Sit here!" tell Jordan while pointing at the seat next to him, Nay also obeyed the orders of his manager.

"Pak Juna is fine, fortunately only a few minor injuries. There were no serious injuries or internal injuries. We'll soon wake up" Jordan explained.

Nay breathed a sigh of relief, then clasped her husband's hand. "Thank God."

"I want to go home first, my wife must be worried. May Juna get well soon." The man who had been married for a few weeks said goodbye. Nay and Pras nodded in agreement.

"Why is that guy here, Nay?" ask Juna.

Nay stuttered, "That's ... Em, Pras ...," 

"Nay panicked and called me. Because this hour is rarely a public vehicle passing," seloroh Pras.

Juna silently said nothing, but his eyes glared sharply at the wife. While Nay himself, just downcast limp was unable to look at her husband's face. Inwardly he thought, he should not have called Pras.

"There's no need to be angry with him. Nay was confused who to contact, so he called me." 

"I'll go home first, I'll tell mom and dad. We'll continue our fight after you're healed. Remember that! I haven't given up" Pras added. Then they left Juna and Nay who were in silence.

"Sir.." call Nay Iirih. But Juna ignored him, he turned his eyes away. Nay looked at her softly, "I'm sorry,"

"Here you go, I want to rest." Juna closed his eyes.

Pov Nay's

Nyesek felt in the same overnight Mr. Juna, until now it is still the same. Baked porridge, nolak. Taking medication, not wanting. Please sir, Nay isn't strong.

This is because Pras the crocodile, it's good to use chasing me all while this heart belongs to the Boss. But I feel like an angel in the snatch. Ahai! It's the same focus for Mr. Juna's health.

"Sir, sorry Nay. Nay panicked last night, wanted to come here no bike. Waiting for a taxi is just as ojek do not meet because it is late at night. I had to call Pras, because maybe he still did not go far from home" I explained with a pleading gaze.

"Hmm." Juna sir just replied with deheman.

"Now breakfast first yes, you have to take medicine so that cepet healed. We haven't found it yet, sir," I persuaded.

Mr. Juna frowned, "What do you think?" tanyanya cold.

"That's sir, sports night. Yes sports," I replied while playing the fingertips. This part is his plain mouth, play say aja. If you reach Mr. Juna will yes thank God. Uh!

I saw Mr. Juna holding back a little laughter. This heart is quite relieved, the Boss mah likes to pretend that. If you want to laugh, then laugh. Prestigious!

"Babouts!" her door. Finally, Juna wants to eat too. I thrust a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, but he shook his head. How ya?

"She wants to eat bribed?" many wonder.

"Not using a spoon" he answered.

"Wear hands?" He shook. 

"Wear a shovel?" his eyes glared sharply, horrified.

"Wear it!" he pointed at my lips. 

"Oh Allah, the days of bribery use of the mouth. That's right, sir," I said in shock.

"Yes, I don't want to eat" he said, throwing his face away.

Hmh! Like a child his behavior. I gave up, "All right."

Mr. Juna's eyes sparkled happily, why is he? His expression was angry, now different. Don't understand me!