
For a moment Mitha laughed softly, when she heard Mr. Lukman's speech. And the next second he raised his head, and suddenly made Mr. Lukman surprised. Not only because he just found out, if it was the son of his master. But since Mitha's face looked very pale, Mitha also looked very limp. Even his face was filled with cold sweat.
"Sir Lukman..." Lirih Mitha slowly.
"God... This is young lady, young lady why? Why is Miss standing there? Why not go straight in?" Excited Mr. Lukman with his consecutive questions. "Oh yes, I forgot, the gate is still locked. I locked up time to go to the toilet." Said Mr. Lukman while patting the eel.
Actually there are 3 security guards at Mitha's house, both of them go where. Mitha did not care much about it, because at this time her head felt dizzy and sick.
"Father open first well non."Said Mr. Lukman again, Mr. Lukman immediately took the key nailed his pants, and immediately opened the gate. But the gate had not yet opened, Mr. Lukman heard the sound of people falling. And when Mr. Lukman raised his head, how surprised he was when he saw Mitha was already lying in front of the gate unconscious.
"Astaghfirullah.... MISSIS!!! Young lady why is miss...?" With trembling hands mixed with panic, Mr. Lukman unlocked the gate and immediately approached Mitha. "Young lady, wake up miss. Oh, my God, how is this?" Mr. Lukman was wailing, but there was no one he could ask for help. Finally, Mr. Lukman decided to lift and carry him into the house.
In a luxurious house
BRUUUUKKKU...
A handsome man had just knocked himself over, onto his padded mattress. His face looks tired and tangled, he also rose from his bed and rubbed his face.
"Gara-gara Agus ngajakin I chat, I so lost track tuh chick. I was out for two hours, but I didn't see him either. He's not home yet?" Bastian murmured, then immediately got out of bed and cleaned himself in the bathroom.
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Mitha opened her eyes slowly, and held her throbbing head as she was about to get up.
"Issha... Aauwww..." Mitha grimaced while holding her throbbing head while trying to sit down. Mitha looked around her, Mitha frowned when she realized that she was in her room now. "Kok I can be in the room?" Confused Mitha, she then closed her eyes, trying to recall what had previously happened to her.
Not long after, Mitha remembered that she was in front of the gate, and when Mr. Lukman was about to open the gate, she fainted. And after that Mitha did not remember what else happened next. Mitha looked down at her clothes, which turned out to have changed into nightgowns, with unraveling hair.
Not long after, the door of Mitha's room opened, and Bi Runa appeared along with doctor Tita, Mitha's family doctor. Do not be surprised, why the Mitha family made Tita doctor as their family doctor. While Brother Mitha herself is a doctor. The answer is, because in addition to doctor Tita is a talented and clever doctor, he is also polite, and kind. That's why papa Mitha asked doctor Tita, to be her family's doctor. Also with the intention of bringing his son closer to doctor Tita.
"Assalamualaikum newlyweds." Ledek doctor Tita with a big smile. No need to know how the doctor Tita can know if Mitha is married, who else is the culprit if not Miko, Mitha's sister.
"Waalaikum salam." Mitha replied with a sullen face, hearing the word newlyweds made her so reminded of Rendi. Just make it badmood.
After checking Mitha and making small talk, Tita's doctor came home. Bi Runa returned to the house, after taking doctor Tita out. And back to Mitha's room.
"Where is the feeling of the lady now, still dizzy?"
"It's not really Bi, oh well Bi, who brought Mitha to whose room?"
"Sir Lukman non, said the young lady collapsed in front of the gate."
"Ohh... Who changed my clothes?"
"That's Aunt who changed non, because aunt saw the clothes that were not wearing earlier, it was dirty and a little wet." Bi Runa.
Mitha so grimaced to hear it, how the hoodie is not wet, if most of his energy he uses to run and walk far. Automatic Mitha's sweat production so follow-up increased, and as a result the sweat that seeped out of his back, directly absorbed by the hoodie he was wearing earlier.
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