Trapped in Love Little Girl
S2 - Chapter 13
The warning!
This part contains a harsh word, if it does not fit. can skip and leave, yes...
Happy reading... 😉
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The new position is really draining energy and mind. Zean focuses on work. His fingers endlessly danced there and here pressing the keys of letters, numbers and punctuation on the laptop keyboard. A rough gust of breath sounded with countless numbers possible.
Elo was just as busy, the two grown men barely even talked a full day. The clock is five o'clock in the afternoon, a sign of the time to go home for the workers.
Elo's phone vibrated, immediately receiving a call after seeing the name written on the screen. “WHAT? Where are you now?!” The brown eye bead bought in shock, along with Zean jumped from sitting.
“Assistant crazy! What are you doing?!” Zean also shouted, not accepting the work of Elo who could have made his heart dislodged, fortunately it was God's creation.
Elo nonchalantly, immediately grabbed the suit and walked half-running away from the room, without even clearing up the rest of the work he had just scanned.
“Hei ... Where are you going? Who wants to do your job?!” Zean's voice did not arrive, because Elo had disappeared after closing the door by slamming the object quite hard.
“Fucking cousin! Since when did he dare not ignore me!” Zean kept swearing in annoyance. The chest of his field up and down regulating the breath that comes hunting because of shock as well as emotion.
Not dizzy, he immediately rushed home. Today Sally's schedule checked the womb, of course Zean did not want to miss the news of the development of the baby. Snatching car keys, wearing a suit by walking. Close the room immediately.
Some of the workers greeted as kindly as usual, but Zean just kept quiet and did not respond. Let the employees be amazed, because only the child of the owner of the company was acting indifferent.
The car sped away from the Pratama Group building, Elo has left no trace at all. Zean was still murmuring, emotions almost peaking until the crown.
The traffic jams add to the congestion in the chest. Repeatedly grunting rudely. The shadow of Sally's speech this morning flashed, Zean smiled faintly. The man is always enthusiastic and happy, when it comes to the prospective baby.
The sound of the horn sounds earthy, when the traffic light just turned green. “Cih! Can't they be patient. New also lights on, hastily like a chicken pursued by a ferret.”
Another rider who had nothing to do with Zean affairs, was also scorned. Instantly the madness relapsed, followed honking even though not at a red light.
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Elo hurriedly walked down the hospital hallway. Soon he approached IGD's room. It appears that the woman had already buried her face between two bent knees, she immediately pulled him into a hug. “What happened?”
Alika's cry grew more and more broken, her body shook violently as the rhythm of the chest rose up and down due to the cry of a whim.
“Al ... relax. What's up?” Elo asked back, but Alika still could not answer.
Quiescent. Letting Alika cry and vent sadness in her arms, hoping after that she can get an explanation.
Alika raised her face, both hands rubbing cheeks filled with tears. His straight hair he trimmed for a while, then took a deep breath.
Exhaling slowly, start saying, “Elis ... Elis, El.” Powerless, tears are coming back. Elo hugged back, gently stroking Alika's long black mane.
“Pacify yourself, I don't make you story now.”
The woman nodded, long ago starting to control herself. “Elis got hit by a car after school El. I was late to pick her up.”
Elo's body stiffened, shocked by the fact he had just gotten. Because earlier he only got a call, if Elis accident, but do not know the chronology of events.
“Quiet, pray for the best. I'm here.” Can only nod. Elo then grabbed Alika's body to be invited to sit in the waiting chair.
“Sit there, on the cold floor. Wait for the treatment of the doctor.”
Just sitting for maybe a minute, a nurse came out with a slightly panicked face. “Family Elis!” exciting nurse.
Elo and Alika stood up, approaching the sisters who were also approaching them.
“How, Sus? How is my son?” The more panic, Alika can not calm down if she has not received an answer that she thinks is good.
“Nona ... Your child has bleeding in the head. Blood out too much, we need a donor to help your child's life.”
“Commediate do Sister!” Elo answered first.
“Sorry, Sir. This patient's blood type is rare, in the hospital we are empty to stock blood bags with type O-.”
Alika sat down limp, silencing her mouth due to hysterical cries. The more messed up his mind, then where should he seek help.
“Al ... wait here. Sister, I'll get a donor soon. Please save patient.” Immediately leave Alika and the sisters who are still in their positions. Alika's brain so thought, where will Elo go? Could he meet his cousin? Because Alika knew, the blood type that Zean had was the same as that of Elis.
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Out of the polyclinic chamber of the womb, Zean and Sally's faces were so happy. I can't wait for the fruit of their love.
“Sa .. why don't you want to know the gender of our child?” Zean still could not accept, because Sally asked the doctor who handled it not to tell the sex of the baby in the stomach. With reason, to be a surprise he said.
“But Sa—“
“Ssttt ...” The tiny index finger was already stuck on Zean's lips, a sign that the man stopped talking.
“That is important healthy, Brother. And I'm happy to have this pregnancy.” Smile widely, expect the husband to melt and lower the ego, in order to accept the decision.
“Huft!” Zean sighed, knowing he wouldn't win. Still remember very well if the wife is stubborn like a stone.
“Alright .. we go home. It's night.” Sally nodded.
Arriving in front of the hospital, a shadow that Zean knew flashed. “Elo!” Zean shouted, stopping the man in black who was about to enter the car.
Soon Elo ran and approached Zean. Pulling his left arm, wanting to bring him in. “Elo! What are you doing?” Zean. Immediately throw away the rough grip of Elo.
“Your son needs you to donate blood. Now!” elo said no less loudly, as if he did not see if Zean was with Sally.
The girl nodded. “Kak El's! What do you mean?!”
“Sa .. Your husband here, has a child with my future wife.”
Sally's growing more incredulous, she shook her head quickly. “Long!”
“El! You're nuts! How did you know I had a child with Alika?”
“You think I don't know, if Alika is your ex-lover?!” Zean flinched, the black netra he had perfectly rounded. Surprised glares.
“He is my ex, but that doesn't mean his son is my son!” Still defending themselves. Zean couldn't stay still, Sally could have misunderstood.
“Do not give, Ze. It's not that sleeping with your women used to be common. You think I forgot about your past.”
“You jerk, El! Even so, it does not mean his son is a result of me.” Zean kicked Elo roughly, his older cousin staggered backwards.
“Beched! You don't lose your asshole to me either. We're same! I just need you to donate blood for Elis. After that you can do a DNA test if you want.”
Sally was silent, tears had already come down since. He shook his head, hoping that all he heard was a dream.
Walk back slowly, leaving the two men still continuing to convene. Zean realizes Sally's disappearance, and soon he pursues his wife.
Bruk!
Unconcerned anymore, Zean left Elo who collapsed due to the punches and rough kicks from him.
“ZEAN!” That guy doesn't care.
He immediately searched for Sally's whereabouts, but he could not find her. Heading to the highway, it turns out Sally has started getting into a taxi.
“Shitt!”
Zean immediately took the car, looking Elo still insist on approaching. “Stat! Because of you my wife misunderstood.”
Bugh! Bugh! Bugh! Zean repeated blows, no matter who he was fighting with.
“It's your fault! Unwilling to help Elis, he needs blood type O negative, and it's on the blood of the Pratama family, ‘kan?”
“I don't care!”
“Ze! Anyway, Elis your son, ‘kan?”
Sick of it! Zean is so sick. But he could not answer, because he himself forgot to sleep with Alika. Because while in a relationship with the woman, Zean also tripled with other women.
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Happy break. Tomorrow Sahor, Brother. 😁