Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 161

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Nur has been moved to the ward. The clock showed at nine o'clock in the evening. Azmi who has been working all day in the office also feels very tired.

Azmi chooses to treat Nur in the second grade. Third grade is full. Actually Azmi could have booked a VIP class, just afraid of incriminating Nur when he replaced it tomorrow. Very tickle??? Not a stingy problem, in this hospital the cost is quite expensive for the second class though. But only this hospital is the closest to their boarding house.

The one-child widower sat on a waiting bench leaning his head and straightening his legs. Usually the room was used by two patients, but this time Nur was only treated alone.

Azmi has been praying Isya as well as filling the stomach. Just haven't had a shower yet. Luckily the room was cool, if not.

Over time, Azmi's eyes fell asleep so tired.

When Azmi began to sound, Nur just siuman. He opened his eyes slowly, hissing softly as he felt a needle in his hand.

'Gue why?', Nur's inner. Then he rubbed his eyes, after which he turned to the figure beside him who was asleep on the chair while folding both his hands on his chest.

The man in a quiet cream shirt rolled up to his elbow looks asleep. Nur observes Azmi who if sleeping like this looks very handsome many times. Usually he put on a face of judes and ketus when talking to him.

But Nur had only seen the other side of Azmi the last few days he had known.

'It turns out you're good-looking A, eleven twelve equal mas Alby!', inner Nur again. But after that, he shook his head quickly.

Why do I praise him? He is a very good judge. But I have to thank him because he brought me here! Nur's clear monologue was still limp to just talk.

Unfortunately, his throat felt so dry. He's so thirsty. But he can't take the drink that's on the nightstand.

Resisting her embarrassment and lowering her prestige, Nur called Azmi slowly.

"A...A Azmi!", call Nur once. No reaction from Azmi. Nur tried to call him again along with the ringing of his phone that rang loudly. Automatic Azmi eyes open.

"A...Azmi!", call Nur lirih. Azmi turned to Nur.

"Eh, you're sober? Alhamdulillah! Want to drink?", Azmi asked attentively. Nur nodded weakly. His phone still rang loudly from the direction of Nur's bag.

Azmi gives Nur a drink first.

"Slow down, no one asked either!", Azmi said as usual. If it is normal, maybe Nur will reply Azmi. Unfortunately, he was limp. Let alone reply to the babble of the judges, to just mangap it takes a lot of energy.

Azmi puts Nur's used glass to drink. Then he took Nur's bag in the nightstand drawer.

"There's a call!", he handed Nur's bag to the owner. Nur just sighed softly.

"Can you please lift up? I lemes!", said Nur lirih. Inevitably, Azmi also opened Nur's bag to retrieve her phone.

Salsa tea calling....

"Ustadzah Salsa is calling!" Azmi said.

"Please Aa who received it?", Nur put on a face of blemish.

What is the clock at this phone? Don't know what time people rest! In Azmi's heart was feeling upset by herself. But even so, he raised the video call, he directed directly at Nur who was lying down.

[Assalamualaikum, Nur]

[Guardiansalam]

Azmi said hello to Salsa. Because Nur said he didn't have the energy to talk much.

[Lho, Nur? You why? You're in the care? What are you sick with?]

Nur did not answer anything just a thin grin with his pale face. Without turning his camera to his own face, Azmi answers Salsa's question.

[The stomach acid went up Ustadzah, and he was found unconscious in a boarding kitchen]

[So, who is this? Nur's girlfriend?]

Salsa was getting anxious. Nur shook his head. Azmi widened her eyes.

[God, barrrakallah.Thank you Abinya Putri, have brought my sister to the hospital]

[Yes ustadzah, equally.]

[Then can ngerepotin again right abinya Putri?]

[Yes ustazah Salsa, how can I help you?]

[Please nitip my sister yes, tomorrow before dawn God willing me and my husband get to the hospital there]

[Heum, yes Ustadzah]

[Passionate Abinya Princess. Nur! Don't make Mr. Azmi bother!]

Nur nodded weakly. After greeting her, the phone call ended. Azmi puts Nur's phone back on the nightstand. Nur tried to straighten his body but he was in trouble.

"Playout?", asked Azmi.

"You peed!", said Nur lirih, as well as embarrassed.

"Can you go to the bathroom by yourself?", asked Azmi. Nur did not answer, only took a long breath.

If he can, he has done it since. Unfortunately, he was embarrassed to ask Azmi who knew Nur, the man did not want to come into contact with non mahram.

"Come on!", Azmi takes the drip bottle hanging while giving her arm towards Nur. The girl looked up at Azmi.

"Why? Can you walk yourself to the toilet without a handle?", asked Azmi while squinting her eyes. Honestly, he felt very tired and sleepy. Especially tomorrow morning so much work in the office.

"Mang can hold A Azmi?", asked Nur hesitantly.

"Earth! You think if you don't have to because of humanity, I want to touch you? Carry you here!?"

I think he was sincere, not his heartache also mouth though I know I'm sick again like this! Batin Nur's.

He slowly went down the gurney holding onto Azmi. Still limp, he almost staggered. Luckily Azmi caught him. And without saying much, Azmi takes Nur to the toilet.

Slowly, Azmi hung the infusion bottle on the hangers in the toilet.

"You're done, call me!" Azmi said out of the bathroom. Nur nodded weakly. There was no energy to argue with the judge.

Azmi waited in front of the bathroom. His memory returned when he took care of his late wife who was seriously ill. Even as the wife breathed her last breath, Azmi accompanied her.

Somehow seeing the weak Nur like that, he was like Dejavu with those painful moments. The fear of grief and loss, though, he realized there was no connection whatsoever with Nur. Even from the first day they met like they couldn't get along.

The bathroom door opened, Nur limped trying to get out of the bathroom. Azmi immediately took over the infusion bottle and then hammered Nur's waist. Nur was a little jolted and then turned to Azmi. The two looked at each other.

"Ehem.biar don't fall!", said Azmi trying to calm down. Nur did not think bad, only he was disinclined by the obedient Azmi. He doesn't touch the opposite sex.

Finally Nur laid his body on the hospital bed again.

"A..."

"Heum?", muttered Azmi who was now sitting beside him.

"Thank you!", said Nur.

"Yes! But this is not free, once you are healthy you have to replace all hospital fees. Therefore do not be spoiled, spit out!", Azmi said in a firm tone.

Nur's nose kembis, without saying that he will definitely replace it does not need Azmi to explain it like that! Regretting he thanked the widower.

"Do not worry that I am rich!", said Azmi without looking into Nur's eyes. Nur also melengos, looking in another direction that does not need to face Azmi.

Seeing Nur's behavior, Azmi made a thin smile. Somehow he was happy to see the girl with an annoyed face. There is satisfaction for him.

Azmi also chose to close her eyes to rest her tired body so that tomorrow morning back fit to live her daily life at the office.