Hijrah Love Kanaya

Hazel's Complaints

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Bruck...

"Hem, there seems to be something wrong with me" Hazel murmured. A body that felt very tired was immediately thrown on the bed just like that after returning from the hospital. Even the bag he was carrying had also been thrown away on top of his head.

His eyes looked at the ceiling, imagining something he had never done before. Whatisthis? He had not known a woman so closely but he was unwilling to get the blow that ended up injuring his lips just because of the woman.

Not only that, what did he get from him drinking the drink that he had been so far away from before.

"Silly," he said again. But her lips smiled, either because they felt funny or because they felt disbelief in themselves.

The hand that was originally stretched out was now turned under his head, into a pillow for himself to be more comfortable, and that was really a prayer get.

"Kanaya Setya Ningrum, hem.., a very nice name," Hazel returned admiring but it was unconsciously she said it.

His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the room, his lips occasionally interested in smiling, was he starting to lose his mind now?

"Jeez, what the hell is this! Why do I admire this woman? This is not true Hazel" said Hazel. To grieve yourself for what comes out of his mouth. Maybe he feels inappropriate or natural, but it is natural that a man admires a woman.

"You must douse your head with plenty of water, Hazel. If you need herbs to soak in the pool and sink your head also let you be sane," he said again.

The other hand he pulled from under his head, he used to massage his temples. There's no way he's dizzy just from thinking about Kanaya right?

"But, Mr. Dirga it's completely outrageous. He left a woman as good and beautiful as him to live alone. Where is there a man so rude who's so obsessed with him again?"

"Dirga Gantara, Dirga Hendrawan.., hem, same first name but the behavior is completely opposite."

"Gantara, Aryantara. But baby, it's so much different too."

"If only...? Ah, no no no! That's Hazel's crazy mind. Your last name is the same, but that doesn't mean you can replace Mr. Dirga."

"Replace? Hahaha, you've lost your mind, Hazel. You want that widow to have one child? Ahaha!"

"Here it is, I better cool my head so that it is away from the slanted mind" said Hazel. He continued to make his own arguments. That's very funny.

Because they do not want to drag on Hazel immediately chose to run into the bathroom, it is better to clean themselves so that more fresh who knows the thoughts like that will disappear afterwards.

Fifteen minutes of Hazel was in the bathroom, and after spending time there she came back out with a fit body. It seems like his brain has also gone a little sane, perhaps?

While drying her hair with a towel Hazel sat on the edge of the bed, intending to open the drawer to pick something up, but what she was looking for were not two finds and instead a white envelope she got.

"This is from Mr. Dirga when doing chemotherapy the last time, what the hell is it?"

For five years Hazel did not open it, she kept it in that place and never moved.

His hand stopped the movement, placed the towel next to him and began to open. Curious, Hazel was obviously very curious.

Slowly Hazel began to read, she was so focused and her eyes did not blink at all.

'I already feel the age is no longer long, if it is true in the next chemotherapy I did not come it means I have gone home. I help you very much, I take my wife and my son.'

'I know this is not true, and maybe in this way I am like a beggar, but I don't know who else to ask. Please, Doc.'

'But I can't force it either, if the doctor pleases I'm very happy, otherwise I won't mind either. I'm sorry, I know this is the craziest request you've ever heard.'

Hazel read with a gawking face, she could not believe that Dirga had written such a letter, she thought the talk was just a joke, and it turned out.

"Yes, you're really crazy, sir. But sorry, I can't run the trust of you. I can't be in a relationship just because of trust, I want to be able to establish a relationship based on love, not because of trust" Hazel said.

Not only that Hazel thinks, but differences in beliefs are also the cause. He couldn't possibly have been in a relationship with a woman of different faiths with him, it was impossible.

Had not finished reading it Hazel had immediately closed and also stored again in the drawer quickly, he did not do to finish it, he knew what the end would be like.

"Hem, this is really a very crazy request" he said. His hand took the towel back and he used it to dry his hair again.

Hazel walked over, and stopped in front of the dresser. Taking a comb and tidying his hair with a standing state, while the towel? His towel was on his desk.

"Hemmm..," Hazel kicked. Although it is unclear, he looks very happy.

His hand kept moving with his comb until it was completely neat and he let go.

Cring...

Not really neat Hazel's phone rang, Hazel quickly finished it and immediately picked up the phone on the table.

"Oma, did he call?"

"Hello, Om...,"

"[Basic of bad boys! He said he promised to come to the house of oma, but in fact did not come! Look, oma has prepared a lot of food and this is all your favorite, whether you want to make hard work oma in vain!]"

"Woh, sorry oma, Hazel forgot. Okay, Hazel's sliding now. Wait another fifteen minutes, Hazel will be there."

Tut. tut's...

The phone was cut off and the culprit was Hazel, she was immediately in a hurry, she had completely forgotten to come to the place of the Oma. He promised, but he forgot himself.

"Geek, oma can go berserk if I don't come quickly" said Hazel. Hazel snatched her leather jacket in a hurry she was wearing as well by running out of the room. He'll be in trouble if it gets too late.

Hazel keeps running, she doesn't want to be late.

"It's all because I think too much about unimportant things, Hazel Hazel, you need medicine like that" Hazel complained.

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