DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

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Huuff...

Prevent the taste after the hot lava managed to Akram out. He truly felt the great pleasure. But, at once he felt sad for what he was doing. Because he did not get used to playing hands to get the pleasure.

He also decided to take a junub bath, with great pain in the injured part of his body, namely on the hands and feet. Because that part is the most scratched into the asphalt.

After neat and fragrant. He dragged his feet back into the IGD room. He'll find the woman who hit his bike. But, when he got to that place, he did not find the woman again. That means the woman has been taken to the inpatient room.

"Mr, that's the father, right?"

Hadeuh..

Koq met them again anyway?

Rutuk Akram in the heart. He was again called by the nurse who had been able to treat his injuries. He was very ashamed of the two women, because he felt his vit al organ became a mockery of the two sisters.

"Yes, his eyes don't have to be that way either..!" Sahut Akram, staring at the nurse who stole a glance at the core of it. I saw the sister's gaze.

The sister fell silent, then threw away her gaze.

"In which room was the woman in?" ask Akram to the nurse who now does not dare to look at him.

"Which woman sir?" asked the confused sister, still not daring to look at Akram.

"The woman who was brought here by accident." Answer Akram firmly.

"Ooh.. Mother's been taken to the X-ray room." Sahut nun was friendly, who was now staring at Akram.

"Who is the one who took the woman for treatment here?" ask Akram with his. You see, he has not reported to the administration, if he will bear all the treatment. But, koq has already taken action on the woman.

"So, mommy brought her here."

Akram mangosteen heard the nurse's explanation.

"Near here, you know where to massage,?" now Akram is showing his friendly face.

"Mr want a massage? is this the man who hit my mother?" ask the nurse full of questions. It turns out that the two sisters only knew the real story, when Akram ran away in a hurry looking for a bathroom.

"Don't...!" sahut Akram fast. He dragged his sprained leg away from the registration counter in the IGD room. He'll find a place to massage, though,.

***

After asking the motorcycle rickshawman who was at the hospital gate, Akram finally drove his rickshaw brother to a broken shaman's house.

It turns out that Akram had sprained in the ankle, and his back. He also spent 1 hour in the shaman broken it, to be massaged. And the broken shaman asked him to come again tomorrow morning.

After his body is massaged. The pain in the body decreases slightly. He also returned to the hospital. He was also curious about the woman who hit his motorcycle. Because of this accident, he returned to being a normal man. His power has returned. So he thinks the accident he just experienced is not a disaster. But, miracles and gifts from Allah SWT.

With a sumringah face, he returned to the administrative counter of the IGD room. He wanted to know where the woman who hit him was now. Akram could finally breathe a sigh, the two sisters who had mocked him, there was no more in that place.

Akram's chest is rumbling great at the moment. Honestly, he was afraid to face the family of women who hit his motorcycle. He was afraid that the families of the victims would not be reconciled. If that happens, it can be a long affair.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's...

Akram said in his heart, he is now in front of the nursery. Stand with an unsettled feeling. His hands incessantly rubbed his thumping chest. He hopes to calm down. But he was getting nervous.

Akram finally ventured to open the door of the ward. And at that moment he was surprised by a middle-aged woman who wanted to get out of the room. The woman is the mother of her opponent's collision.

I knew that mother. Because when the woman who hit him was handled in the IGD room, this old woman was with him. The clumsy Akram was finally only able to throw a smile at the middle-aged woman.

"Where are you going, ma'am?" ask Akram to his mother kindly. He also took the time to look at the woman who hit his motorcycle.

"You call the nurse, Alda feels pain in his hand." Sahut the mother.

"Ooh.. Her name is Alda." Akram now stared fixedly at the woman who was stretched weakly on the bed. It was like hearing that name. At the thought of that, Akram looked back at the middle-aged woman.

"Let me call mom, I'll go with mom's daughter." He smiled at the mother.

And again, Akram glanced at the woman named Alda. And coincidentally, the woman named Alda was also looking at him.

"Okay, Akram, thank you." Mom's lawful.

Akram came out of the room with many conjectures related, the woman of his opponent collided. Arriving at the picket room guard the sisters. Akram asks the nurse to check on Alda. And right then and there, he asked for data on the woman who hit him. He did not find a detailed identity, only name, gender, age and address.

Akram curiously went back into the ward. And again when he entered the room, he was surprised by the info he heard, that the woman who was lying weak was pregnant. The woman suffered severe injuries to her thighs and hands.

Akram listened seriously to the sister's conversation with the woman's mother named Alda. Alda's mother doesn't want her daughter in surgery. He'd rather take Alda to a broken shaman. The princess agreed to be operated on. But, the woman named Alda was still a little hesitant, because she was pregnant.

I felt I needed to interfere.

"Mom, you better have your daughter operated on. If sorted, fear that the bones are not connected properly. It could be deformed."

Akram said softly, giving understanding to the mother. At that time Akram turned to look at the woman named Alda. She felt that the woman named Alda was looking at her.

"On the cost, I'm the one who's giggling. I don't have to worry." Clearly Akram again, trying to convince his mother Alda who looks confused.

Alda's mother looked at Akram who was now standing not far from the bed where the woman named Alda berbarinh. The look in my eyes showed doubt.

"Emmm... Miss Alda, I want an operation?" now Akram dares to ask himself directly to the beautiful woman in front of him. He did not forget to throw a sweet and sincere smile at the stricken woman. His face seemed to endure extreme pain.

For some reason by looking at his face alone, Akram became passionate. The woman now looks very pale. I felt something strange in him. Akram's gaze stopped on Alda's face, which now cast a glance. A woman named Alda, could not stay with Akram for long.

"Where's mom? decisions must be made quickly." Akram urged the mother. Indeed Akram was strong and courageous. He was also looking at a woman named Alda. As if he wanted affirmation from her.

"I want surgery." Alda again expressed his will with confidence. I'm going to get an operation, because I think it's better, than it's sorted. If operated on, it hurts the most for a while. If sorted can - can every time in order I peed - pee in pants."

Despite the pain, the woman named Alda, still had time to joke.

"Are you sure, son? in operations it costs a lot, tens of millions. Where we have money." Said the mother full of worries.

"Mom, it's all my expenses that I pay." Obviously the man named Akram., looking fixed on his mother Alda who looks unsure.

"Abserve the pen later?" ask mom again to make sure. It seems like mom was worried, the man was not serious about what he said.

"Yes, I take full responsibility until Alda's mom is healthy, until she can move again." Akram said full of seriousness

"But sus, I'm pregnant. Can you get pregnant in surgery?" ask Alda to the nurse.

TBX