Has Been Hanged

35. Temporary Room

The beautiful girl who was still stubborn despite being helpless, had been sitting on the sofa with a gesture of waiting. The owner of the house asked him to sit and relax there.

The host was confused for a moment in the quiet central room.

Only his room is occupied standby. While the room that was prepared yesterday for Ratria, now looks shabby and crumpled back. Makhlum, even open the Shahdan almost never. In addition to just feeling the need for one room, but he also rarely sleeps in the official house.

Shahdan convinced himself and headed back to the living room.

"Ratria, you better take a break. Let me take you to the room," Shahdan intends to raise Ratria.

"Sir Shahdan, I want to walk alone," this time Ratria said in a reluctant tone. No longer a firm tone or a tinge. Somehow the feeling of how the stringy on his chest.

Shahdan was lazy to argue, just let Ratria who had stood up and began to walk slowly and limp. The man walked quickly ahead of Ratria towards the direction of his room. And opened wide the door of the room waiting for Ratria.

"Excuse me, sir. I stayed" said Ratria very slowly as he passed through Shahdan at the door. Maybe he realized, if this time not only hitchhiking just stay, but also hitchhiking life even need to be cared for by Shahdan.

"Hemmm," that's just what Shahdan replied. While his eyes watch.

Ratria reached the bed and immediately laid himself down. Because he felt his head suddenly so heavy and sleepy unstoppable. Maybe the drug was injected while he was fainting. Or because of the good nutrition that is transmitted by infusion with droplets at the rate to his body. His body is full and comfortable.

"Sir Shahdan, I haven't washed my feet,,,,"

Shahdan, who was about to close the door from the outside, observed for a moment and returned to his room. Ratria spoke but had already closed her eyes and slept. What does the girl mean calling herself, do you want to wash your feet? It seems impossible.

But at a glance looking at the slightly stained soles of the feet, Shahdan did not have the heart.

Carefully cleaned using dry wipes that he wetted. Those pretty feet and soles returned smooth without a faint murky stain. A very slumbering Ratria was covered with her blanket around her waist.

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At 22:00 WIB..

A mountain sports car was leaning against the garage violently. His handsome driver came out in a hurry and shut the car door hard like a slam. Opening the door with a key that looks like it will be broken in a hole. Closing the door hard back after himself inside and locking it very fast.

Shahdan headed for the room with long and hasty footsteps.

"Rat," called Shahdan softly when he entered the room. The girl who was called was curled up in the blanket and seemed to sob.

"Rat, what's wrong? You crying?" shahdan asked worriedly while pulling his blanket slowly. Ratria's face was visible, along with her wet eyes.

" Sorry, I had an important call from the office. My intention is just to briefly or to ask Vario to see you. But your brother was on a flight to Laos from this morning until the day after. And it turns out my business in the office is so much. Sorry, Ratria. You mad?" ask Shahdan carefully.

Like dodging so that Ratria no longer scolded him. Shahdan really did not like if Ratria said fiercely and ketus.

"I am not angry,, hick, hick,, hick," Ratria cried again after answering in a very trembling manner. Her bright smooth face was blushing greatly.

"Then why are you crying? You want what?!" ask Shahdan a little panicked.

"There's a flying cockroach, my leg hurts. I can't run, Mr. Shahdan.... Hik,, hik, hik," Ratria again sobbed after pointing her finger upwards. Shahdan breathed a sigh of relief with a faint thin smile.

Ratria is indeed really disgusted and afraid of cockroaches. Especially the crazy cockroaches that fly recklessly. Although some people consider it trivial, but for him it is more powerful than a scary monster.

It was true, the cockroach was relaxing in the plavon corner of the room. And immediately fell sprawled after the Shahdan flushed with an effective insect spray.

"Rat, I threw the cockroach away. After this, I'm going to patch up the paper so the cockroaches can't tuck in anymore." Shahdan glanced at Ratria and pulled out a package.

Shahdan opened the package containing the lunch box. Rather amused by Ratria who still looks up her beautiful face to the plavon, looking for maybe another new cockroach.

"Tomorrow I'll pick up ART at my mom's house to clean up. Yesterday there was ART, but maybe I like the mistress. A few times my money and some stuff was gone. I don't have time to look instead" said Shahdan with a smile.

"There is no more. The cockroach was scared of me. Don't shut up, Rat. Cockroaches will appear when it's quiet,"

Now it is Shahdan who continues to speak. Feeling a bit upset because Ratria kept quiet. But it was quite a relief when Ratria started eating quickly as she had been told to. Syahdan's annoyance at the girl so evaporated instantly.

"Did take a shower for a while. Finish eating. I'll prepare your medicine after the bath" he said.

Shahdan immediately turned around and approached his closet. Not seeing Ratria's stunned nod looked at him and stopped chewing. Start to realize if the room occupied is the room of Shahdan.

Ratria chewed back quickly. Trying to resign and not bad to think on the man who owns the room. Justifying his words if staying here was better than staying with Vario, his half-brother. Understand that Shahdan is not a bad man.

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The wheelchair that had been useless, was now standing by the bed faithfully. Ratria had twice used it to head for the bathroom. Refusing the offer of the good Shahdan to carry and take him there.

Feel very relieved to have a perfunctory bath and change the entire clean clothes. Praying in a wheelchair as possible. Ratria prepared to fall on the bed. And along with Shahdan who out of nowhere, went into the same room.

"Rat, what's the room light turned on?" ask the Lord from the door.

Ratria fell silent, thinking for a moment with a thumping chest. Where will the owner of the room sleep?

"Ratria,,?" re-saying Shahdan asked.

"Just turn it on," Ratria broke up. Feeling traumatized by flying cockroaches in the room. And afraid of the newly occupied foreign rooms.

Ratria who had been holding onto the blanket felt thumping tensely. Shahdan did not come out again, but walked around and spread beside the empty Ratria.

Shahdan did not turn his back on Ratria, just tilted to face him. Feel so relieved when there is no hardship for him.

"Sir Shahdan, is there no other room for me,?" asked Ratria politely. Feel like you have to know yourself enough.

Shahdan who thinks the atmosphere is safe, a little wave.

"There are two other rooms. But it hasn't been cleaned. There will be a lot of cockroaches flying there. Wait until it is cleaned," replied Shahdan smoothly.

"When,?" ask Ratria again.

"Tomorrow. ART mama who I will bring here tomorrow is the one who cleans up" said Shahdan while looking at Ratria beside him.

Ratria fell silent, feeling that he was being looked at by Shahdan. It feels tense and not breathing.

"Sir Shahdan... The lights are better off. And please sleep a little edge," Pinta Ratria suddenly with the courage to look at the face of Shahdan. They look at each other.

"Why?" ask Shahdan by continuing to stare.

"I, I don't like you seeing me" Ratria said bluntly.

Shahdan no longer spoke. Get up and turn off the lights quickly. And the room was very dark.

Ratria felt Shahdan had gone back to sleep beside him. There is a sense of calm and no fear. Not even worried about the Shahdan in the same bed. He actually felt anxious if the man slept outside the room when the lights were turned off.