Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 96

...***Jordhan brought Zahra***...

It's been raining since last night. The sky was thick gray, still soaring high. Covering the sunlight that shines since a while ago. Malang City became dark and cold with the breeze that blew mixed with rain.

The VVIP room, which was ordered in Zahra's name, looked lonely without anyone. Inside, there was only water from the bathroom. Before long, Zahra came out with her hair wrapped around a towel. He had time to stretch his hand, then saw the palm of his left hand which was covered in plaster.

“Apparently, infusion alone also works.” The woman looked at his hand.

Despite only one night's hospital stay, his body had already felt much better than before. He was even getting ready to go home, after getting permission from the doctor.

Sayup-sayup, the door to his room is knocked. He turned his head, saw Dean enter while carrying a paper bag.

“You shampooed, Mee?” Ask to see a wrapped towel.

“Iya, how sultry to know!”

A rough breath sounded out from Dean's two slightly pursed lips. He opened the paper bag, pulled out the hair dryer from inside. Then, pull out Zahra's hand and tell her to sit well.

He slipped a towel wrapped around his head, slowly stroked Zahra's hair, and dried it. His every move looked careful and gentle. Separating the clumped hair with her hand fingers.

The corners of Zahra's lips suddenly lifted. The look on his face was immediately red.

“Since when did you move profession?” Cletuk.

“Hah? What?” Dean didn't quite hear Zahra's words, because of the noise from the hair dryer.

Zahra pushed the hair dryer and turned her head. Staring at the bead of the eyes of the man standing behind him, while repeating his words earlier.

“What's moved profession?” Dean wondered too.

“This! You look like a salon shopper, hahaha!” Tempta Zahra interspersed with jovial laughter.

Dean felt ridiculed, immediately singing a little of his lips while glancing at Zahra. The woman was still laughing out loud, as if not caring about a tiger that had woken up from its sleep, standing behind.

Dean leaned his body slightly, closing his lips to Zahra's ears. “His laughs. See if I can punish you, Mee!” Dean's whisper that ends a sly smile is appreciative.

The threat was apparently able to thrill Zahra's feelings. He even stood up and moved away from Dean.

“Hemm. The administration is done, right? Let's go home!”

Again the man raised a little corner of his lips. Then turn off the hair dryer machine and put it back into the paper bag.

“Strong the way? Want to use a wheelchair?” Dean looked at Zahra who was looking in the mirror while rubbing lipstick.

She's not done dressing up. Dean reached into his pocket, taking out a debit card, which Zahra gave to Dania earlier this morning, to take care of the administration. But the truth is, Dean took care of everything.

“Nih, from Dania.”

Zahra only glanced for a moment, staring at her debit card in Dean's hand, of course she felt strange and asked.

“Last morning Dania met me below, she tipped this.” Dean answered briefly. As if covering up the fact that he takes care of the administration.

Zahra was not suspicious. He thought, if Dania had completed the administration. He took the card from Dean's hand, and put it in his wallet.

Finished saving, they immediately went to the lobby. Dean asked Zahra to sit down and wait for a while, while he picked up a car in the parking lot that was a short distance away. Within half an hour, Dean's black sedan was seen entering the front lobby of the hospital.

Zahra immediately stood up, as soon as the black sedan stopped in front of her. But suddenly, his gaze darkened, and his body became unbalanced.

Luckily, Jordhan who passed by, immediately caught Zahra's body that was slightly shaken.

“You're not papa?” ask the man.

Zahra blinked her eyes a few times. Trying to regain his dark vision. Dean's jealous signal rose rapidly, when he saw his future wife in the arms of another man. He rushed down, ran, and pulled Zahra's hand.

“Mee, are you okay?”

Zahra nodded. In an instant, the woman's body had already moved, which was originally in the arms of Jordan, now in Dean's arms.

“You're anemic. Next time, don't stand right away, fortunately there is a nangkep, how about engak?” Dean sounds pretty sniffy.

“Iya, yes.” Zahra tried to stand up straight, to thank the person who helped her. As he stared at the tall figure with those dimples, Zahra was slightly surprised.

“Ka-you are here?”

Jordhan glanced at Dean for a moment, then let out a long sigh and looked at Zahra. "We need your testimony. Can you come along for a minute?"

Zahra turned her head, looking at Dean who was standing right beside her. There was a sudden feeling of fear greeting. Even if you believe yourself to be innocent. Dean nodded, as if gesturing if everything would be fine.

Whereas Semalem is ready, it is ready UP.

Ehh .. even overslept 😅

I don't have to protest, Othor UP again later 😚😚