First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Boyfriend Second Candidate 31
"Fill your stomach first. From morning you don't fill the stomach. You need energy too." Kania gave understanding to his sister-in-law. Give Chris a bento box.
Since morning I have been there. Not once did Chris intend to fill the stomach. Although limited to light snacks in the form of snacks that he bought. No, the man only drank two cups of concentrated liquid that went into the stomach.
"Thank you," he said weakly, accepting the box and putting it on his lap without any intention of opening.
Seeing no intention to open and eat even a bribe. Her sister-in-law candidate took a deep breath with her lips thinning tightly. Resisting irritability and anxiety, but he could not scold. Moreover catching that grim face lowered even deeper. Finally, Kania chose to sit next to her lover's sister.
There was a long pause filling their minutes. No one's making a sound. Just the sound of the footprints from the guard sisters and a few people passing by in the hallway.
Taka's lover begins to understand Chris' nature. The man tends to be more silent and mysterious when there is a problem. Not like Taka. Her lover is very easy to guess if something bothers her.
The sound of medical devices from behind closed doors sounded faint. Throw invisible needles into every cell throughout Chris' body. When he had to stare at the figure inside there. Lots of bandages and tools attached.
"Did my sister say something, about the company?" chris's first voice was low.
Kania turned her head to give a weak head-band, "No, she never did. Maybe nothing serious, and he can handle it himself."
Chris nodded, "My brother, lucky man. You still keep that flavor to her. I don't think he's gonna let you go."
Kania's face flushed. Throwing his face to the side, he was very awkward when discussing that. Especially with his sister-in-law. But why did Chris discuss that made her flutter. He was sure Chris was teasing her because Taka also liked nosy.
"Why all of a sudden?" the woman's voice was nervous.
Chris gave one a twitch of a smile, barely noticeable at all. "He was frustrated, thinking that you and Poldi were getting ready for marriage. I told her, and her reaction was out of the blue. She looks like a chick that can't be separated from her mother. See, I'm right!?"
They chuckle. Kania barely knew about it. He kept smiling in shame. Drink the cold coffee that he also ordered along with the bento in Chris' hands.
Kania still can't let go of a smile. "I tried, throwing that feeling away. But I failed. I don't know why every time I see or hear the name—nya. This chest is pounding again, it feels bad, angry and happy!" chuckle for a moment, "I don't know why either? It's as easy as it is for me to accept it, which I know this heart has really chosen your brother." Reply with a downcast face embarrassed without reducing the happy twinkle.
Chris smiled, "That's because your heart is strong, keeping that feeling must be uncomfortable. I have to admit, Taka does need a woman like you."
The sister-in-law's praise again incised one pink pseudo on Kania's cheeks. "Thank you, I think it's overkill. Taka is also a good man and I'm also lucky to be able to put this together."
Chris threw a meaningful smile, "You should know this. Lucky Taka, he himself told me so many times. And yeah, now I believe. If he had a thousand fortunes."
Kania almost floated hearing her. Taka, indeed once said that he was lucky to be loved by himself. He does not think that far as the meaning of the words of the lover. His heart was pounding again and warming.
Bento sounds are open. The woman's gaze rolled from the corner of the room.
Chris' eyebrows almost blended together. Staring at the woman beside her with a confused face. He realized that his sister-in-law had bought a bento box and two cold drinks.
"You're not—" when a spoon in hand is filled with rice and the side dish is ready to enter the mouth.
Kania nodded again. Look at the little clock in your hand. "You go first, I promise to wait for your brother. Taka's coming soon." Gestur to Chris to immediately eat the bento.
Chris just nodded, eating little by little until it ran out.
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Chris goes into Ega's ward. Sitting on a bedside chair with a throbbing heart. "Ega," still staring. Swabbing the back of the hand has healed from minor injuries.
Bring her into the hand. Chris whispered softly. "Today's one week, you're engrossed in playing in a dream. You're selfish! Don't miss me, hm? True said Dilan, miss is heavy. It's okay I can bear anything for you." He chuckles bitterly. Send tightness in the chest.
Chris took a deep breath and breathed heavily. His gaze fell on the hand in the grasp, "From so many days. I always wish I was there every day."
Silent greet. Chris just looked at Ega's face. The emptiness of his heart grew more pronounced as half of his soul left. His left hand raised, his face suddenly hardened. Look again at the links of their hands. He stood staring at the pale face of the lover.
"I'm going for a second. You rest yes. I'll definitely be back." He stood up, staring at the pale face attached to the breathing apparatus.
Nando and Saka approached. Chris wears a black leather jacket. The handsome one turned to Rani, Tata and his sister-in-law. "We're leaving, please take care of him."
They nodded. "You guys, don't go outside the limits." Tata doesn't want anything bad to happen.
Three handsome men walked out of the hospital. The Bugatti Veyron gallantly slid towards the location.
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Jessy's soul had floated a moment ago, she was dragged and violently revolted. One of the men there gave him a high dose of dope. Jessy's consciousness disappeared. Jessy moaned, her head still down felt very dizzy like it had been hit by a hard object. The woman's skull was stiff and achy. Forcing yourself to open your eyes. Blurry and shaded, constantly gnashing their eyes hard at work in order to see clearly.
Wait for.
God fucking.
He realized that both hands behind his back could not move freely. His eyes widened with irises shaking in fear. A loud heart beat signals the anticipation of the unexpected.
His head shook his head feeling dizzy, still making him uncomfortable. Softlens attached eye iris with beautiful Sterling grey color, observing dim narrow space. There are six benches and a long table there. A few bottles of liquor. Large cupboard with two doors, small colorful stacked cabinet near window.
The window was small and a little high. Not like a window in general.
Her irises widened, her mouth wide open. Seeing someone tied up, not far from her still fainted. Her body is shaking now. How did it get caught so soon? He swallowed dry. Cold sweat started to come out. Success makes the air reservoir in the lungs thin and sting. Jessy, the woman was terrified.
Oh, goddamn. Has he been fooled?
Jessy turned back the flashback last night. Who suddenly got a flirtatious message from the puja man. He bites his lips hard. Right, where might the man send a cordial message to her. Hardly ever—ke all the women who ever dated her, never.
How stupid of him! Why could? Jessy, forget one fact that Chris almost rarely shares messages. The man is often contacted and searched. If you feel important, the man prefers to come directly, not share a message.
Oh, it's over with the history!
Jessy's dirty words were said in her heart. He kept cursing himself. Annoyed by the nature of being too easily complacent with just the word sweet. He looked down at his own look, cursing a stroke of luck that was now wreaking havoc for him.
Lookie! Jessy and her best performance, to meet the man. It feels like the beautiful clothes attached are no longer useful. Those gray eyes began to heat up and water.
Fill the head wrapped in a beautiful shadow, immediately drifting away changed the fear of gripping the soul. His mind twisted the cruel act that he could have received if he stayed there. His entire body trembled again as he let out cold sweat.
Jessy was sure it was like this. The man did not hesitate to be rude. He could have let Jessy out of there, with a body record of many injuries, or worse without life. Oh, goddamn. The way the brain works blows the negative shadow, again making his heart beat more intense. Spreading excessive panic. Jessy's breathing was narrow, difficult and painful. He hopes his emotions can reduce excessive anxiety.
Ah shit, this mine bond is so strong!
Jessy grimaced in pain, forcing her hands to rub against the mine. He can't give up. Despite the pain received smooth skin of her arms, Jessy's hands continued to move, looking back at her back hoping to escape from the tight knot of the big mine.
A saying says while diving drink water. Jessy's hand kept moving. With the iris of the eye continues to glow looking for a gap/hole to run or at least hide. Must be, he can! Get out of this fucking room. No matter on the figure who was still lowered with equally bound hands.
The sound of shoes and vocal Baritone from outside. Spur wild reactions to Jessy's heart. He feels dead.
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