DIARY OF OLA'S PAINTINGS

CHAPTER 17

I'm sad Mr. Rudy really has the heart to leave me, want his taste I cry roll. Where my money is not enough for the cost of jol, poor luck Ku Mr. Rudy really angry.

I can't stand it anymore I'm standing because of my leg pain for mercy, I see there are two scuriti. I don't want more ration I scream call scuriti, " Sir please me pesenin ojol"...ask me after the scuriti comes.

" Loh ibuk at the stay of the Father? "...asked him to make me gawk, Mr. said his Father who dinggalin I. confused abis dah I with scuriti's talk, this scuriti, I saw one scuriti whispering not knowing what I whispered in her friend's ear.

" Oh, you sulked, Buk!? "....pronounce her again with a smile, squirm her smile want it feels like I slap.but I can not do it because I need her help again, " a moment yes Buk I call ojol in front of aja"..pucap her then ngeloyor go while laughing both.

After they left I just ngudeng who they call Mr. Rudy, I giggled to myself what is true as they say that Mr. Rudy sulked.

bully came after being called them, not much fare I immediately went up because this leg has begun to swell.The streets are crowded I was scared because the bully brought his motorbike quite speeding, I was very scared, thirty minutes I was in my cafe.

When I came down I looked at a car similar to Mr. Rudy's car at the end of the road not far from my cafe, I did not bother it could look like a rich man not only He.

Thank goodness my money is enough to pay the cost of ojol, after the bully left I took the key in the bag, ee. after the door I was surprised I Pak Rudy suddenly just entered first.

Really like this demon people think I'm still standing at the door staring at him, "Don't tell me I'm a demon or a ghost, come on in and sit down"...his words made me feel good, He could know what was in my brain.

Troubled I enter there is no way I stand in front of the door, continue, "Sit".These words indicate the chair in front of him. I sat not thinking what He wanted, I saw He rolled his hands up his shirt to the limit of his elbow.

" Sir, don't sit dirty".I said because I saw him drop to the floor, "don't talk much, here's your leg"...Her speech with wide eyes. Ku ciut guts like a fish like a garem directly silent do not move, there is no doubt He opened my shoes and then mijit the eyes of the feet that hurt.

"Auuu sa... ailing sir"..pronounce Me because He feels the part that really hurts, "hold it, remembering the words in the restaurant the feeling of guilt increasingly afflicted me.

I don't know if I have to thank you for using my real Legs healed after the massage, had to yell at the recesses of My heart all of a sudden a dream in the office just crossed my memory. Ah had He been My husband surely My life would have been so happy, back My Sedeng Brain wished.

" Sorry sir, for the sassness I was in the restaurant"..Say I kept staring into the netra of his eyes, "ah.had lupain aja"...his answer to throw a face makes me burdened for not getting sorry.

" Don't open a cafe, this is enough to compensate for the losses you close for a week. I was shocked to hear his speech, My emotions immediately rose.What happens He forbid I do not need to open a cafe, indeed He who dares as well as a bidat forbidden Me.

I looked the other way, upset I couldn't possibly be angry either. He helped me heal my legs, but he cared about Him again I went straight back to get a broom. but it might be another fucking day, I fell down the stairs again.

Not realizing I was screaming in pain again, "what else is La. "You're so stubborn if I say rest yes rest do not argue why!!".in his snapped I when lift My body.

His attention to Me is too great I do not know should be grateful or refuse his attention, because of pain plus shame twice all I hide face in his chest. my heart leaps into a masculine scent that dominates my smell and feelings.

He dropped me on the table, really my brain already ngeres even ngalungin hands on his neck. "why ".. asked him with a baritone voice but very soft **** , long We looked at each other with the position He was down I was still in a sling while embracing his neck.

"Cup. cup..,. whataa.. " He kissed both of my eyes to coincide with the coming of his Om Johan and his affair, We both turned to the source of the voice. " I'll marry Ola please bless Us"..His words even lift me up again, My heart feels like it will be released why He is as brave as that to Om Johan.

" Ola You come down"..said Om Johan with glittering eyes, "get down Sir. Mr. Rudy nurunin I slowly, one hand still hold next to My arm.

" Okay. sssstttt... "...My thesis because the legs are very painful, "slowly".Pak Rudy said instead of bending my waist. while I saw Om Johan looking at Us with widened eyes, I saw, I don't care what Om Johan thinks because it hurts too much.

Om Johan advanced towards Me, I think Om Johan would like to say something with Ku or Mr. Rudy, but the estimate misses Om Johan pull me so that it is no longer in the hands of Mr. Rudy.

I almost fell, "What You Are Waking up!!..."..Speak Om Johan.no longer strong pain resistant, ahir I don't know anything else. no matter how many hours of unconsciousness I do not know, I know now I'm in a white room and Mr. Rudy's head rests on the mattress I occupy.