Heart Fragment

The midnight order

I was running more and more hastily. I saw people also starting to swarm. The driver who hit came out. Making the streets that were once stretchy, suddenly crowded with a queue of cars snaking.

"Surge, watch!" I split the crowd. Mamah looked in shock, she sat down limp with a surprised expression. As for Nayla, she tried to stand with her right hand holding her head.

"Hey, quiet!" I snap. Tell the girl to sit down. How could he try to wake up, seeing that his head had hit.

I took Mamah Nayla across the street. After helping several people, including the one who hit earlier.

Thankfully, there were no serious injuries. So it doesn't have to be taken to the hospital.

It turned out that the thing that was hit hard earlier was a cart belonging to a scavenger. He who was just across, deliberately drove the front of the car with his wagon. In order not to hit Mamah also Nayla. I'm so grateful to him. In exchange for the damage to the cart, he was given a money sheet by the impactor as compensation.

I also give. Counting alms for him. Also a sign of gratitude, mamah and Nayla are not up to anything.

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"You wait here well, Mamah want to order first," said mamah as soon as we arrived at the place to eat. After the tense incident earlier, mamah still wants to eat soto. He said he had not cooked at home. Ah, reason. Though it was his favorite. I smiled at my old woman myself.

"Why are you, Nay?" I asked. From then on he seemed to be holding his head.

"Dizziness, Mas," he said.

"Where's that?" My reflex touched Nayla's head. Swiping the part that he said was sick.

Moments of time seemed to slow down. The heart begins to become irregular. He looked at me. I can feel it, he was looking intensely.

"Mas Devan, handsome is also well," he said innocently.

I pulled a hand. Looking closely at him who was looking at me without blinking. I smiled, enjoying his expression. "How hard was it to hit? Just realized well if I'm handsome," I said later.

His white face was red. He smelled a smile on his lips. Embarrassedly. Ish, gaol.

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Conscious!

Conscious!

She's not a good girl!

I held my head with both hands. Frustrated feels. I see the shadow of the girl everywhere. He was even present again in a dream.

I don't want to play with feelings. Nor would you choose her as a real wife. You know, criteria.

I grabbed the device on the nightstand. On the screen it was eleven o'clock at night. That girl must have gone to sleep.

I opened the green app. Peeping into her profile picture. It looks like he is taking his own picture with the background of a tombstone decorated with gravestones. I frowned, all this time I never knew about his personal life. We are only partners. I need his services in my cipher action. But slowly, I started to enjoy the role.

[Nay] I sent a message. After trying to vent, because since then repeatedly typing lines of sentences but ended up being deleted again repeatedly. Lousy.

[Yes, why?] He returned a message. There is happiness here. I think he is near me right now.

[Not sleeping?] My toot.

[Not yet, wait for the order] Reply.

My forehead winches. Jesus, what order?

[What order?] Manya make sure. Hopefully the answer gives me a little relief.

[You know, my job] he answered.

Bruaakkkkkk! I slammed the device against the wall of the room. The pain spreads into the heart. My head hurts, my face is hot. I want to be angry, but to whom?

I should have been self-conscious. She is just a comfort woman. I can't be more glaring. But I already have a taste for him. Duhai, why does my heart feel so tight.