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"Sir, we go to the hospital first sir. We look at Hafiz first." said Rara who held back fear

"Yes mbak"

Rara's phone vibrates. He saw Hafiz's name on it.

"Ra" said hafiz softly

"Where are you?" continued

"This is going to the hospital. Yes wait. What do you want to bring?" ask Rara

"No need, your ring is all" replied Hafiz

Rara remained silent. What does. But, yeah, that's it.

The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Rara asks to be dropped off there, she walks towards Hafiz's room.

When she reached the room, Rara found no one. Everything has been cleaned up. He tried to look in the bathroom. But there's no.

Rara tried to contact Hafiz. But not lifted. Rara sat down on the bed. He tried repeatedly to contact Hafiz. He heard a voice with a small volume. Rara felt that there was an index finger touching her back.

He looked back.

"Sorry mbak. Does he want to go home, does he still want to be here?"

Rara just looked towards the voice.

He saw a man wearing a white shirt standing behind him.

"Don't confuse. Come onl. Help me walk."

Rara rushed towards Hafiz. And make him walk upright.

"Can you go home?"

Hafiz was silent while playing Rara's hair.

This time, Rara opened the car door, and helped Hafiz to sit down.

"It's convenient?" ask Rara.

Hafiz nodded with a slight grimace enduring the pain.

"At home, you have to rest a lot."

Hafiz just smiled. He was grateful to have met this woman.

"So why?" ask Hafiz

"Gapa"

Hafiz raised his hand.

Rara glanced at him.

Degs.. Rara thought that Hafiz would hold her hand. Shamefully, he handed over his phone.

"You why? his face was red." he continued.

"hm.no mas.. "

With a happy heart, hafiz opened the contents of the conversation on Rara's phone.

"Sounds, he's an admirer of yours. Try to meet once. We'll trap him. Whatwant. You are tormented should be like this often. You know, just ask for an autograph"

Rara pinches Hafiz's hand, Hafiz,

"Not funny" Rara was annoyed by Hafiz's talk.

"When I'm healthy, we'll find a way to trap him".

That afternoon, everyone was waiting for Hafiz and Rara. Rangga had also finished meeting the client that day.

Hafiz got out of the car with Rara's help.

Everyone is happy to welcome.

Although hafiz had to wear a brace to her spine, she tried to look healthy.

"If this is the case, it will heal quickly" said Bu Arya.

"Must, mom. Because, Opiz's work is a lot."

"But to his office if it's healthy, yes mas" said Rara.

"Rangga, when to go home? We haven't enjoyed the road together yet." said Hafiz.

"Well, next time can. You guys should go to Jakarta next month." Rangga asked them.

"alright. We're leaving together, aren't we Ra"

Rara just smiled.

"Ma, Pa, Opiz first yes, tired of sitting gini. Wanting to take off this tool" he pointed to his body's refusals that were like a corset, but like a horse saddle only.

"Oh yes, please deliver Opiz ya Ra" said Bu Arya.

Rara nodded. He took Hafiz to his room.

"Help me to open this up, Ra",

At first Rara hesitated, she felt uncomfortable.

"I can't be alone" Hafiz said.

Inevitably, Rara helped him.

When his hand touched hafiz's body directly,.