12 FORMER

PART 44 I CHOOSE YOU TO BE MY COMPANION

Be shocked! Whatisit? What sound just now. Like the sound of a gun erupting violently. My mind was suddenly anxious, I didn't want anything bad to happen to Fint.

I ran towards the door, “OPEN THE DOOR! ANYONE, OPEN THE DOOR!” banging with both hands, hoping someone out there hears my screams .

For a moment there was no sound out there, then someone tried to open the car door lock. Venita's face appeared, opened the car door, immediately I went down and ran looking for the figure I was looking for.

“Fint!!!” I screamed loudly when I found the blood coming out.

So right, that sound was a gun. Regan lay unconscious next to him. I ran over to the man, the man who had been willing to sacrifice his life to save me. His face was sweaty, his white shirt was blood red, there was a hole next to the shoulder of his left arm. Fresh blood flowed from the hole.

“Fint, are you okay? Your hand,” I said with trembling lips.

My hand reached into the bag, looking for something to stick around. Thank goodness I brought my favorite scarf. I immediately wrapped it around Fint's injured shoulder. Shortly thereafter, ambulance sirens approached.

I accompanied Fint to the hospital, while Regan was taken in a police car. I thank Venita for helping me. Never before had I thought Venita was such a brave woman, I thought she was such a kind, calm, gentle woman. Apparently, Venita is a taekwondo athlete. He also made Regan lie helpless.

I clasped the big palm with both hands. The bedridden man seemed to be asleep quietly, the effect of the dope after the surgery. The bullet casing on his shoulder was successfully retrieved and he had to lose a lot of blood. I pecked the back of his hand slowly, I'm sorry I hurt you?

I feel guilty, very guilty to her. He was so kind, but on the contrary, I didn't seem to care about the kindness he gave me. I was so naive to myself.

“Fint!”

Someone suddenly entered the room, his face was greatly irritated when he saw my presence.

“You again!” His touch was not friendly. “Surely because you are my child so it is like this.” The wrinkles on his face grew clearer as he started glaring fierce eyes.

I stood up from my seat, approaching him with my face bowed deeply. “Sorry Aunt. Forgive me.”

“Go back! I don't want to see your face. Trouble carrier woman.”

Aunt Widya quickly pulled my hand, pushing me out of the patient room. Om Paorl (Papa Fint) just looked at me in silence, looking at his face as if he could not bear to see me being rudely expelled.

I took a deep breath, thinking for a moment outside the patient's door. Fint is still unconscious, when should I leave him alone? I asked in my heart.

I rubbed my shoulders, cold. The shit! My jacket is inside. Oh yes, my bag is still inside. I came out with nothing, just a cell phone in my pants pocket.

I dialed Vivi's number, contacted her, told her the story, Fint's situation and my current position. Luckily, Vivi came to see me soon, brought me some of the things I needed. I can't go leaving Fint alone.

Last night I was in the hospital parking lot, sitting asleep in the car, alone. I asked Vivi to go home, not wanting to trouble her more. Early in the morning, I walked towards Fint's room. Seemed quiet, there was no one in the room. I wiped my chest grateful, there was no Aunt Widya in the room, the trail (bag) also I did not find. I walked to the patient's bed. Fint was still asleep, I squeezed the back of his hand slowly, rubbing it affectionately.

“Hoaem.”

My mouth evaporated wide, sleepiness still attacking me. Though I'm used to not sleeping while filming soap operas outside the city. I turned around, went to the bathroom.

Grab!

“Where are you?”

Shocked, spontaneously shocked to find Fint who woke up from his sleep. His hand held my wrist.

“Fint. Wake up,” I said I couldn't believe it.

“Where are you?” He asked once more.

My ears pointed towards the bathroom. “Ke bathroom.”

“Mmm,” reply removed his handrails.

Finished from the bathroom, I went back to her, to her original position. Fint, who noticed my presence, was about to get up from his bed, but I immediately restrained him, helping him to sit on the bed.

He patted the bed next to him, giving me room to sit down. “Sit here.”

Her face looked very happy as I sat closer to her. Fint moved quickly, his right arm coiled around my waist tight, showering me with a kiss.

“Tega once, left me alone,” said Fint whining spoiled.

“Your mama kicked me out.”

Fint kissed my right cheek, “Oh yes, keep saying what?”

“Don't say anything?”

His hand held loosened, his face looked moody. Kubalas by landing a small kiss on the corner of his lips.

“Cock silent.” Both ends of my eyebrows are curious.

“You forgot your own promise,” he said tightly, folding both hands on the chest.

I chuckled amusedly at her attitude which turned moody. I cupped his face with both hands, landing a brief kiss on his lips. Fint was silent not retaliating, it seemed like he was still mad at me.

A smile on his lips. He glanced at me bashfully, rubbing his face once while biting his lower lip slowly. A happy eye light emanated from both eyes that were looking at me straight, now.

“I love you.”

“Me too,” I replied as I hugged her. “I'm sorry I'm late admitting it.”

Fint kissed my shoulders dear, then looked at me and said, “Tomorrow we marry.”

I hit his left arm.

“Akh!”

“Akh! Sorry, sorry, sorry.” I accidentally patted her next to her sick arm. Kutowel his nose with the tip of my index finger. “You already know the pain is still talking about marriage problems.”

Her palm touched my soft cheek. “I'm afraid you changed your mind.”

His hands are off my cheeks, holding them in both hands. “Promise is debt. And.. I promised, marry you.”

Fint smiled for a moment, then suddenly fell silent. Look at my hand with a gloomy face.

“Why?”

Fint swallowed his saliva slowly and said, “I'm not forcing you to.”

“Hey, so you're not sure. I seriously. Seriously choose you to be my life companion.”

Spontaneous both eyes were looking at me with beaming smiles. Next he took my hand and said, “Nesya Reneschea, will you marry me.”

“Ya,” reply I embrace and hug her dear.

“Ya,” reply I embrace and hug her dear. “But Fint, Mama,” as change the flow of conversation.

“Mama.” Fint sighed for a moment. “Let me talk to Mama.”

I shaken refusing. “No.”

“You mean, if my mom doesn't want to get married,” refutes Fint misunderstood.

I smiled little, the tip of her nose softly. “Not...it's all my fault, it's made your family hate me. So, let me ask them for their blessing,” I said explaining what was on my mind.

I admit it was all my fault. Which parents are willing to hurt and played with, of course, there is no. So now it's my turn to get Fint's parents' hearts together. I want to get the blessing of both Fint's parents, before we're actually officially married.

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Horee. You think you're done yet?