Aretta & Secrets

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Aidan raised his hand in surrender, "Yes I believe!" and just walked out without saying anything more.

I smiled happily. If it's this easy why don't I get to know Rafa early. At least that way I can work with him and I won't get any more questions about my food menu.

I sat back at the counter and started serving the visitors. Still as before some are choosing books and some are reading a list of books that can be rented. I am still amazed at this bookstore.

Small-small chili pepper.

In my old residence the bookstore was an untouched place. So lonely visitors to the place was even filled with a lot of dust on the shelves of his book. Maybe that's also what causes the thinking patterns of the people in my old town to be different from the thinking patterns of the people here. The people living in my city seem to care less about the surroundings although the incident was also found in this place.

I refocused my eyes on the visitors inside the store. Among them was someone I knew. She was wearing a sponge skirt with a sabrina top. That guy is Jess.

At first I didn't think he would come to a place like this, but when I checked the CCTV and found out that someone was reading a book my curiosity flipped up. How do I know it was Jessica? I know because of his own stupidity that was not meticulous with the book he was holding.

Jessica looked annoyed as she looked at me which I replied with a pain because I didn't understand what made her seem so annoyed at me. I made sure that no one around me had just stepped closer. What does he want to say?

"Don't frown. Ntar lo has wrinkles on the face," I told him. He immediately set his facial expression at that very instant.

"Gue already warned you before to stay away from the Lord right? Yesterday I saw you two here and you were very familiar with him. If you still want to live quietly mending you follow what I ordered."

After saying that he immediately left. Jessica didn't bother to hear my answer. He stepped out of the shop but he was still outside the building and still kept watching me from there.

At the same time I saw Aidan who was walking to the store with his hands patting his stomach. He came in and approached me.

"Why?" tanyakanya. He always comes in when threats are posed to me. Be late.

"There's nothing. How was lunch?" I try to shift the topic. He doesn't have to care about this because after all I don't want to drag others into the problems I've created.

"The lunch was good and I was full too" he said.

I nodded in understanding and immediately got up from the chair.

"Where are you going?" ask the man quickly. He looked at me with one of his eyebrows raised.

"Make what?"

"Make a dust mop."

He nodded and opened the locker underneath. Aidan took out the tool I mentioned earlier, precisely this is a new tool because the washcloth still looks very clean. After that I started wiping for the dirty child. I shouldn't have moved much because the little movement created channeled the excruciating pain.

Reduced customers made me more and more free to clean this place. I want to make amends by working harder so that Aidan doesn't report my delay to Omanya. I ignored the pain that briefly appeared and briefly disappeared it and still tried to clean the shelf.

The bottom shelf was very dirty and I decided to clean it too. When I looked down I felt a terrible pain, it seemed like it was a bad decision because after I bent down the pain was increasing to a stage that was already very difficult for me to define. Even now it doesn't feel like being stabbed. This time it was a hundred times worse.

I fell to the floor because of the unbearable pain. I curled up to try to calm myself down so that the pain disappeared. I also tried to sigh slowly to avoid the pain that never goes away even though I have tried my hardest.

"Aretta! Let's go!" I could faintly hear Aidan's voice from above the shelf. I tried to get up from the floor, afraid that he would think I was leaving and leave me here instead. My plan failed to keep looking okay in front of everyone. Aidan had circled the room first to look for my whereabouts and he found me while I was still curled up on the floor.

"Aretta! Hey Aretta! No need to joke, clean the dust does not have to be like that," he said. He sat down and grabbed me by the shoulder, then tried to look at my face covered in hair. This is me accidentally breaking my hair to cover my eyes because I cried last night.

"Why do you face? Why is there bruising there? Then why else to sleep on the floor?" tanyanya. I just kept quiet because I didn't have the strength to answer.

He seemed to be looking at me who seemed uncomfortable. My body was sweating as it endured the pain.

"I'll take the car out first we go straight to the hospital" he said. And this time he really left me. It wasn't until 3 minutes that he came back and helped me get up. He firmly held my weight so that I could stand steady as he led me to his car.

At times like this my mind is distracted by our closeness. For a moment I was able to ignore my pain and enjoy the warmth emanating from Aidan's body. But when my body was placed in the passenger seat and fitted with a seat belt, the pain came back.

The journey to the Hospital became very long when I was like this. And it was even more uncomfortable because of the silence and the addiction that crawled us both. I know actually she wanted to ask but she held it in kind. We are not in school and he has no obligations as a teacher now plus we are not friends either. He's just the grandson of the boss of the place where I work.

I groaned a few times as the car he was driving turned sharply and passed through the streets bulging. The man was still focused on driving despite several times running around me to check my condition. The worried look came down and she also looked at me.

Aidan insisted on taking me to the ER. He asked me to be checked immediately. After filling out some documents I was immediately taken over by a guard doctor named Damar.

Doctor Damar looked at my face and frowned.