Enslanted Love Berandal Campus

Eps 43s

Ziyyan and Alex rushed towards the IGD room where Ziana was currently being treated. It just so happens that today Ziana's parents are at home, so they certainly can't go to Ziana. Luckily there is Ziyyan who can go directly to his sister, check directly how the condition of his beloved sister.

"Hurt her, Dek?" ziyyan asked, as soon as they reached beside Ziana lying down.

The girl, who was not even eighteen years old, only responded by pointing towards her bandaged ankle.

"Couldn't you? How's story?" cerca Ziyyan, was astonished by Ziana who could.

"eeee... So that was Zee--"

The hijab girl who happened to be accompanying Ziana was forced to stop talking after getting an ultimatum glance from Ziana.

Ziyyan realized that her sister was so, she was increasingly made anxious to her brother who seemed to want to avoid the actual chronology.

"Oh, yes, I have. You must know also from the school" said Ziyyan in the end.

"Bang Alex, I want to go home." whined Ziana, deliberately chose spoiled to Alex alone rather than to her own brother who she thought was less fun. Apparently because of the incident this morning it still makes Ziana a little upset to her brother.

Alex just shook his head while glancing inexplicably at Ziyyan. Seeing Ziyyan who was also throbbing somehow, Alex also looked back at the bar girl who was forced to be weak due to this small incident.

"Can you go home already?" tanyanya.

"So the doctor said it was okay. Just a light crack. Take care at home while diligent control must be quickly healed."

"You drive ahead first, Lex. I take care of the administration first." Ziyyan said as she handed over her car keys to Alex.

"I don't want to go home with Ziyyan." Ziana refused ketus.

Ziyyan and Alex both gawked in wonder. I don't know what's wrong suddenly Ziana was like having a snack with her sister.

"Entar instead of me quickly healed even longer, because bang Ziyyan many comments. Sebel!" still badmood fashion.

Her legs hurt, but Ziana's mouth was still strong for her usual nyerocos.

Ziyyan could only stare at her brother's bumbling nose, before finally going towards the administration room. Diladeni follow the bavel that there will be no end. Actually they love each other, only sometimes frequent bickering which is usually often started by Ziana herself.

Alex immediately carried Ziana's thin body in his cradle, then placed it slowly into a wheelchair that happened to also be provided in the IGD room. While the hijab girl who was allegedly also a schoolmate Ziana began to look confused.

"Mayra, you asked for anther with my brother" Ziana suggested, when she saw her classmate was visibly worried.

The girl named Mayra who actually lives in a dormitory not far from her school environment, is certainly afraid to return alone. Strict regulations that require to go home on time, while now it is past the hours of coming home, making Mayra confused looking for reasons that she can give to the housekeeper's mother.

Indeed, Mayra is currently accompanying Ziana in this clinic, but when she went to accompany Ziana, she herself forgot to send a message to a friend who also lives in a dorm with her. And that's why it makes him a little nervous. Sangsi read a thousand sholawat while standing in the middle of the dormitory yard is ready to wait, if there is no party of friends or witnesses who helped explain why Mayra can go home late.

"But, Zee?" Mayra started scratching her cheeks, still confused between agreeing or rejecting her.

Returning to the dorm with a foreign man who incidentally eleven twelve rules are similar in pesantren, certainly makes it more dilemma. But he needs a witness friend as well, for the sake of security from sanctions that will certainly be a spectacle of the residents of the dormitory.

Not yet had the girl agreed to his proposal, Alex just moved on. Pushing the wheelchair towards the exit.

"Can't you do this, Zee? How's story?" alex asked when he arrived at the parking lot.

"Fall, Bang." he said briefly.

"There is a chronology."

"But Alex promised not to leak the same mother's father huh?"

Alex did not answer. But her hand moved to open the door of her car and carried Ziana's body inside.

"I'm sitting in the back, Bang. It's good for a selonjoran."

Alex took a breath. Apparently in addition to the baffles, Ziana also wants a lot of her own without knowing the bother of people. So Alex also moved Ziana back to the back seat, after previously it was good to sit in front.

"Thank you, Alex bang." she exclaimed with a sweet smile.

And the man just nodded while gently rattling Ziana's straight-sagged hair.

"So you haven't told me what the chronology is yet." Alex charged Ziana's explanation, as she was already following her seat in the car.

"Kirain has forgotten. Hehe..."

"Don't you do it, huh? Or want to escape jump the school fence but fail?" guess Alex, that's right.

"But Alex never did anything right after school." Ziana only chimed in by comparing Alex in the old school days.

"So, right?" Alex panned suspiciously.

Instead of answering, the girl nodded again. Show off a row of white teeth that have shingles, add a sweet impression when viewed.

"Here you go, let's go Bang." invite him for a moment.

"Wait for bang Ziyyan first."

"No need. Waiting for the bang Ziyyan, there is a plan I gotot." he explained a little suspicious.

"Eh, what are you planning?" Alex asked curiously.

"You need to matchangin bang Ziyyan with Mayra" he replied firmly and confidently.

"Huh?"

Ziana just smiled to herself.

"Didn't bang Ziyyan say she'd been betrothed? Well, now Zee even wants to match her friend?" inner Alex monologue.

"Don't do it, Zee." said Alex.

What he thinks will fail, better not continue at the beginning.

"Why? Bang Alex doesn't like me Ziyyan's soul mate with Mayra?"

"Hadduuuh..was bang Ziyyan did say that no one knows the house except Zayn." Suddenly Alex remembered Ziyyan's message to her.

"As much as you are." he said later. He thought that sooner or later Ziana would know for herself the matter of her brother who had been secretly betrothed first by her father.

"It's so lets go we go home, Bang." exclaimed gleefully.

Finally, Alex was forced to obey Ziana's will. Go leave Ziyyan alone with Mayra at the clinic.

"Where are they?"

Ziyyan could only sculpt from the exit threshold when she saw the departure of Alex and Ziana. In his hand was already holding a prescription medicine for his sister.

He tried repeatedly to dial his second phone number, but none of them responded. Looks like they were deliberately willing to leave him and the hijab girl here just two.

Feeling bullied again, Ziyyan chose not to call him again. But be careful when you arrive home later.

"Sister," said Mayra, timidly.

Ziyyan turned her head, staring quite intensely at the girl who was bowing her gaze.

"Eh, yes. Thank you for helping nemenin Zee." said Ziyyan, just remembered that from earlier had not thanked the girl who had accompanied Ziana during this clinic.

The girl just nodded small. Without daring to clash face to face with an adult man like Ziyyan.

"Where is your house? You're here alone, aren't you?"

Mayra nodded again.

"Mm, as a thank you, let me drive you home. Can ya?"

"But I live in the dormitory, Sister." he said, already a little more daring to glance at Ziyyan.

"No papa, let me take you to the front then." The man was already determined to take Mayra home.

"But, Brother-" the girl looks to think for a moment.

"The problem is that if I get caught again with a guy, I'll have to be suspicious."

"Trus how?"

"But I also need a sister to help explain to the hostel mother about me coming home late."

"Oh, yes, I have. I'll definitely help you clear it up." Ziyyan immediately agreed without thinking much.

Then the man invites Mayra to walk to the edge of the highway, to wait for a passing taxi.

"Oh, yes. I still don't know your name. I'm Ziyyan, Zee's brother. What's your name?"

With his sword Ziyyan stretched out her hand, hoping that the hijab girl would welcome a helping hand.

"I'm Humaira, but my friends used to call me Mayra" she replied, holding her hands together, refusing to shake hands with a man who wasn't her mahrom.

And Ziyyan could only smile crisply when she found out that the girl did not return her hand.

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