Feel Engineering

Wounded

Chapter 32 Injured

"We need to talk!" Say Dea with a serious facial mimic after tidying up Azka leftovers.

"Speak aja." Answer Azka casually.

"Bang Azka how can you still relax like this? Find a cake idea to stop a big-money waste event like this. In the end, our wedding will end soon, so why hold a massive event? I can't keep lying to my mom and dad. How long are we gonna play this drama of lies?" Dea's frustration was already in the mountains let alone seeing Azka who seemed mediocre to lie to his parents.

Azka stared intently at Dea. "Trus want you what? You or me running away? Or come straight to them? If you can, go ahead, but if I am, I can't break their hearts. But remember, if anything happens to you, I'll never let you go!"

Dea's heart slipped, he was sitting limp on the sofa on the side of Azka.

"I'm just not strong enough to lie to you anymore, I'm also not strong enough to bring this guilt to them. Bang Azka doesn't understand?" Dea's tears were welling up, she sobbed like a child shrinking her tears and snot with both hands.

Actually Azka also felt the same way with Dea, and her heart was getting heavy seeing Dea cry like this, but seeing Dea cry like a child actually made Azka feel funny.

"It's still the same, it hasn't changed." Azka's smile expands considering that the little Dea who likes to whine at her asks to be taught math lessons and when Azka rejects her, Dea's weapon is to cry.

"I'm such a slovenly girl." Azka approaches Dea but unknowingly pulls her own t-shirt to wipe Dea's tears and then cleans her snot.

"Bang Azka is a slob, wearing a snot-filled shirt."

Realizing Dea's words, Azka immediately opened her T-shirt. He topless now revealed his burly shoulders and flat, hard belly.

Dea instantly turned her face which suddenly felt hot looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Azka further tightened her body with Dea then tied Dea's stomach with both of her burly arms making Dea's heart jump in place.

"Your heart is beating fast, why?" Azka's whisper right in Dea's ear.

Dea brushed, her blood rippling through her body. Despite wearing a hijab, she still felt amused when Azka's lips were in her ears like this. Dea was really agitated, she kept trying to keep her consciousness, let alone one leg Azka now co-twisting her.

Just as Azka was about to close her lips to Dea's, Dea dodged, "stop bang, I don't want to get pregnant!" Rigorously.

Azka's embrace weakened and the opportunity was not wasted Dea to escape and then out of the room.  Dea does not want to get pregnant, Dea just does not want to get pregnant by men who do not love her. Moreover, this marriage will obviously end, sooner or later.

If Dea is pregnant, what will be the fate of her child? Dea doesn't want her son to be big without a father. That was really scary for him.

But for Azka, the speech of Dea who did not want to conceive her child was clearly a strong rejection from Dea. He had no chance of getting Dea.

Arrgghhhhh!

Azka smashed the table glass in front of her with her fist. Blood poured out of his hands but he did not care. His heart was too messed up at this moment.

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Dea gulped down a glass of water without pause in the kitchen, trying to shake off her depressed feelings and guilt. However, Dea realized, there was a need Azka could not fulfill. No matter that their marriage would one day end, because she was still Azka's wife, Azka was entitled to her full rights.

"What do you think?" Dea gasped as a voice shocked her.

"Eh, bang Abi." Dea was a little flustered and nervous to be in the kitchen alone with Abimanaf at the moment. "Not really bang, don't think of anything." Dea replied smiling clumsily.

"Kok very tense, like a new person wants to get married. It's a reception, not a deal anymore."

"Hehehe. If I was only attended by a few people, if this would be a lot of people. Dea's not used to meeting a lot of people!" Dea said reasoned.

"Ah, there's no way a department head at BM Shipyard could be tense against the crowd."

Unfortunately, without them noticing, from a distance there was a pair of eyes staring at the burning pushy flames of jealousy seeing Dea could smile loosely in front of the man who liked her. While he was, even though Dea never gave him a smile like he did right now.

"Ah, already adzan maghrib bang, Dea to the room first." Dea immediately went up to her room.

Abimanaf could only watch Dea's departure disappear from his sight. He let out a long sigh, his heart was still not willing to let Dea marry another man.

Dea opened the door and saw a room that was as messy as a broken ship. Her eyes searched for Azka and she was lying on the carpet by the window. Dea wanted to ignore but just a step he turned around, he could see blood splattered everywhere.

"Astaghfirullah's..Azka Bang!" Dea forcibly flipped Azka's prone body, examined her body and last saw her hand that did not stop bleeding.

"Yes Allah.." Dea panic.

"Hand bang bloody Azka!" I don't feel Dea's tears shed. He got up to pick up a box of P3K to treat Azka's wounds.

"Bang Azka why? This is his hand, can it be hurt like this?" Azka petrified, reluctant to answer. One arm he wore closed his eyes. His heart still hurts too much. After being rejected by Dea, Dea even fun to joke with Abimanaf who incidentally also likes it.

Dea pulls Azka's hand into her lap, but is pulled back by Azka.

"Don't you care, don't you prefer Abimanaf, go with him!" Azka's heart was so sliced with her own words, but her heartache and jealousy were greater than anything at the moment.

"Ang angry with Dea? Dea apologize! Please, Dea apologize. Dea regrets. Dea accidentally met bang Abi below. Brother misunderstood. Brother don't do this, don't scare Dea. Hiks..hiks..hikss.." Dea's cry broke.

"I call mommy first-"

"Don't!" Reject Azka fast.

"But bang Azka's hand was injured, this finger bone seemed to be broken!" Dea said worriedly.

"Don't!" Azka rose from her sleep, staring pleadingly at Dea. "Mother should not see the condition of the room like this. Including my condition." Its effects.

Dea was filled to see Azka's frustrated face and her blushing eagle eyes held back tears.

"Then let me clean my brother's wounds first." Without waiting for Azka's answer, Dea began to clean her wound and rubbed it with gauze after being given a little medicine.

After that he stood up to take clean clothes for Azka, helped her wear them then quickly tidied up the room and prayed.

After the prayer, Dea again checked Azka's hands. His blood had not stopped to come out to see the gauze he was wearing and Azka's hands were almost entirely red.

"Bang Azka, I call mother well, this wound can not be let go like this. What about infection?" Dea was still trying to persuade Azka to have her hands treated by her mother.

Azka nodded back.

"We went to the nearest clinic! Bang Azka wants yah?"

Azka immediately stood up then took her hoodie jacket which was draped on one of her injured arms. I'm afraid someone will see it when they walk out of the room.

Dea immediately followed Azka, aligned her steps and embraced Azka's free arm. Not because he wanted to look friendly, Dea was only afraid Azka was limp because there was already a lot of blood loss.

"Where are you going?" Ask ifa Andini is watching Sinetron in the living room.

"You go out for a minute, you want to get wind by yourself!" Answer Dea awkwardly.

"We go Oma, bye!" Azka immediately pulled Dea away, if you want to follow her omanya, could be held up for hours here.

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