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Chapters 13. Talk With You

Dikta panicked not playing when Aza number contacted him but instead someone else who spoke to him, saying a small accident had happened to his wife.

"Lo his brother?" Ask the committee of women with ponytail hair.

"Yes," Dikta responded quickly, lazily spending time explaining their relationship matters.

"Gue take it to the hospital," said Dikta after ordering a taxi.

Aza looks not okay, her eyes closed even though conscious. His lips shook with the pain. Suddenly blood flowed from Aza's nose as they were on their way.

At times like this Dikta's phone rang many times, visible contact Vino who had contacted her a dozen times.

"Hello sir," Dikta replied, Vino asked where they were.

"Yes, we're on our way to the hospital..." Dikta was silent for a moment when Vino asked Aza's situation.

"He,... Mimic sir." Reply to Dikta while wiping the blood flowing from Aza's nostrils with her hands.

"Good sir." Reply Dikta when Vino asks her to continue to update Aza, because the man is currently abroad.

"aza... Oi... Stay sober..." Said Dikta approaching Aza's position to lean on him. The girl just nodded.

As soon as he reached the hospital, Aza was dealt with immediately. There were no serious external injuries, only bruises on the bumped part of the head. Because Aza had a nosebleed, the doctor confirmed by doing a CT-scan and X-ray examination.

While waiting for the lab results, Dikta fed Aza a piece of bread. So that the girl can take her medicine. After some time, Kusuma's family came to the hospital. They are currently on the IGD.

"How are things, son?" Ask Hendri to Dikta.

"Doctors say a light concussion, wait for the lab results again Well." Reply Dikta.

"From the beginning I did not agree Aza to participate in this activity, it was a waste of time. The young people who claim to be seniors are just protesting, if it is like this, who is responsible? Itikat take Aza to the hospital was not there, fortunately Aza one campus with you." Dikta just silently listened, it is impossible to refute the words of the father-in-law.

"Move to the ward only, so that Aza can rest. It must be noisy." Hendri's Order.

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"Good, this is just the beginning. You should be able to make him more wretched." Said a girl with red ombre black hair on the glasses girl.

"Ma-thank you Kiran, thanks to you I can continue college." Reply girl with glasses. Yeah, the girl who hurt Aza.

"But you have to be careful, follow my orders. When you have to do something to the girl and when you have to hide." Said the girl, Riska nodded obediently.

"I'm lucky to have a friend like you, thank you Kiran." Kirana nodded sipping on her glass of Gin. The thing that escaped from the Kusuma family was Kirana's freedom with the night world, at her young age she did not hesitate to drink alcohol with high levels. Not to mention his side job to earn money, which is able to tarnish the good name of the Kusuma family if it is revealed.

"Friends should help each other." Reply Kirana.

He smiled, satisfied to see the girl hurt. Unfortunately his attempt to kill him by exchanging Aza juice some time ago failed. He was angry at the man who was now the girl.

He must plan the execution as neat as possible, so that no evidence is on him. Her ambition to be Kusuma's only beloved lady was passionate, making her willing to do anything. Including the loss of the life of his greatest rival.

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"What do you feel right now?" Tanya Dikta, Kusuma's family is gone. Aza had not caught their faces in her eyes for long.

"Of course it hurts." Reply Aza Datar, while accepting the food feed that Dikta gave.

"No need to thank, as a couple we must do it without being asked. Giving, protecting, trusting, respecting, nurturing it all must be in a relationship. I was trying to do it," Aza was stunned to hear the seriousness of the man in the relationship that she herself did not consider her.

"You're stupid." Aza screeched averted her eyes so as not to see the man's face.

"Aza," called Dikta softly, Aza looked back at her.

"Can we talk like kids our age?" Ask Dikta.

"Of course, it's just sa... Emmm I don't like 'gue-lo' language I don't like to hear it. You can correct me if I'm wrong" Aza replied casually, Dikta was surprised. He thought it would be difficult to ask Aza for this.

"Te... Of course, you can start changing 'no' to 'no', it'll feel good to hear." Dikta.

"If you may know why your speech is so raw?" Dikta asked, Aza smiled faintly.

"As you know, my circle of association is very small. I was only really able to get out into the community when I entered High School, as a small language used in Kusuma is also a standard language or foreign language. Because Kusuma's oriental genes are stronger than those of the natives, Mr. Kusuma is also his native Hong Kong father. The young masters of Kusuma are also mostly educated abroad, even if in the country selected an international school. It can be said that the Kusuma family has no national identity unless the name of the descendants, 'Kusuma', is taken from the ancestors, because of the agreement of the people of the era." Dikta nodded, as well as being impassive because his first Aza spoke long.

"Because the way I talk also makes it difficult for me to make friends, because people my age say I'm not cool. And because of that I also hate to talk in that style, to me it is also very disorganized. There are many vocabularies mixed together, until gradually become a loanword that is included in the Great Dictionary of Indonesian." Clear Aza.

"Okay, I get it."  Said Dikta with his smile.

"Oh yeah, can you call me other than 'you' or 'you'? You always call me that" grumbled Dikta, Aza squinting her eyes.

"You remember the first time we met? You call me 'gold' I want you to call me like that, you're willing?" It seems Dikta has forgotten that Aza does not like to be regulated, but currently in the eyes of Dikta, Aza looks like a cat who just woke up. Very obedient.

"All right." Right, Aza is in a calm mode like this is really raising her male ego.

"Aza," called Dikta again, but the girl was still staring at him.

"So when Dad came here, he asked for my help to bring you closer to Kusuma's family." Dikta seemed to be eager to get a kick from Aza, it could be seen that the girl's facial expression instantly turned gloomy.

"Didn't you want to heal from the trauma you had? And let go of the tight feeling that's damning your heart." Sergey Dikta before Aza spoke up.

"You can trust me, I will accompany you when you meet them. Please give yourself and them a chance to find peace and happiness. When do you want to get caught up in your trauma? I beg you, for your sake." Add Dikta.

"All right, it's up to you." The reply was flat, Dikta was so happy that with spontaneity he pulled Aza in his arms and pecked at the head of the girl, he forgot that Aza was not his sister who was still Junior High. Who would love to be treated like that.

"Have you?" Aza asked coldly, gradually Dikta released her body that held Aza.

"If you want to hug me, talk to me. Don't hug me without permission," Aza said, Dikta looked at her confusedly.

"Can?" Tanya Dikta hesitated.

"depends." Reply Aza.

"If you need to, I'll allow it." Clearly her. Dikta lost his word, his face heated up.

Embarrassed

Maybe he feels wrong behavior made by this girl who just graduated High School. The girl even now smiled faintly staring at her, her extremely rarely smiling face was increasing many times dazzling due to her smile lines.

Without a word Dikta coughed and left the room leaving Aza, Aza who thought nothing of re-reading the novel Dikta brought for her.