
It was true that what he was worried about finally happened as well. Not yet had he finished his intentions in the bathroom, he was already startled with Yola's screaming scream calling his name. As quickly as possible Erni came out of the bathroom to see what had happened with her beloved little miss.
How shocked he was when he saw Yola who was crying while holding her hand that already looked flushed.
"Little lady! What's going on?" asked Bu Erni in an anxious tone while walking quickly.
"Mom .. ouch, my hand hurts." Yola spoke while enduring the pain in her hands.
"Oh my God .. Why is it like this, little lady. Well, I'm dead if little lady's okay."
"Santi! Santi!"
A young woman walked in a row with big steps coming towards the kitchen. "Yes Er, is there?"
"Oh my God .. What's wrong with Miss?" ask the woman worried.
"Don't ask too many questions, Santi. Now, quickly inform the young master that the little lady is injured. His hands were doused in hot oil. I'll get little lady to the nearest hospital for treatment."
"Well, Miss Erni. I will inform the young master right now."
"Yes, Santi. Do it!"
"Good, Mom." Santi walked quickly out of the kitchen.
"Little lady, let's go now."
Yola did not answer. The pain and heat that was getting stronger and stronger made him not be able to think much other than following what Erni said. They left the kitchen to go to the hospital.
Fortunately, Erni is a very versatile woman. He quickly drove the car to the hospital at high speed. Nimble and agile, that's the picture for Miss Erni as she overtakes the cars in front of them so she can get to the hospital immediately.
Finally, the car arrived in front of the hospital with a duration of less than thirty minutes. Quickly, Ms. Erni opened the car door and helped Yola walk out.
"Hold on a minute, little lady. Soon, little miss's hands will be treated."
"Silver, Mom. It was hot and hot. I can't take it anymore." Yola spoke while holding back her tears.
Spoiled child. It is only natural that being injured cannot withstand pain. But actually, it does feel very painful. How not, the back of Yola's hand now looks all flushed. Somehow until the hot cooking oil can hit the back of Yola's hand. Yola herself also did not know how the chronology of events originally occurred. All he remembered, as he dropped the fish for the second time, the hot oil instantly spurted onto the back of his hand just like that. The result, yes as it is now. Yola's hand became red like a boiled shrimp that had just been lifted from its boiling water.
The two of them walked in quick steps to get Yola treated immediately. With Ms. Erni who continued to be anxious and did not forget her eyes continued to pay attention to Yola who was holding back pain.
They did not realize that in front of them there was a man who looked anxious as well. The man not only looked anxious, but panicked. Yes, he panicked to the point of walking briskly half-running, and did not notice the person in front of him either.
Finally ....
Bruk ... The man hit Yola's shoulder hard.
"Miss!" Miss Erni is shocked not to be a bitch. He wanted to get angry at the man who had just hit his little miss. But baby, the man had run without saying a word to them. Don't say sorry. Just get that guy not at all.
"Hey! You're a brash base, yeah. Already hit people, play live that way. Don't see what, little lady is sick."
"Hey! Men don't know you!"
"Udah, Mom. Let it. I'm not papa either. This shoulder doesn't hurt at all. The sick one's my hand, ma'am." Yola spoke in a sad tone while raising her hand.
It was then that Erni remembered their true purpose. They immediately continued their steps to leave the place.
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"It's a good thing the doctor said that Miss's hand was not papa. Otherwise, the mother will feel very guilty to the mistress and master for being negligent in looking after the miss," said Ms Erni with a sense of relief when the doctor left the room.
Not yet Yola answered what Erni said, the attention of the two of them was suddenly distracted by the arrival of someone who was none other than a God. He came with a face no less panicked than Erni's mother earlier.
"Yolan. What the hell's going on? Where does it hurt? What's hurt? Why get hurt, huh?"
The god showered Yola with many questions. The panic was clearly visible.
"Sister God. I'm fine, brother."
"Well, what's okay, Yolan? Santi said you were hurt. If you're all right, how do I explain to mama about your wound, hm? I can blame you if you're okay."
"Mama wouldn't blame my sister if I got hurt, brother. Because I'm not hurt because of brother. I'm hurt because I'm myself."
"I'll tell you, Yolan. Don't do much work and don't act. From now on, don't try to touch the kitchen. If you don't want me to report papa's mama, and ask them to close our kitchen."
Yola did not answer. He could only put on a manyun face a sign of being annoyed by what his adoptive brother had said just now.
'Why don't you just say that you're worried about my condition, Brother God? Why should you bring your mother when this heart hopes, it is a pure anxiety coming from your own heart.' Yola spoke inwardly while enduring the annoyance that made her heart feel arrogant.
At that time, a nurse entered the room to prescribe the drug that the doctor had written for Yola. The sister is none other than Hanas. He only started working today, after a few days he stayed at home crying over what had happened.
Hanas' eyes were rounded when he saw the God who was in the room. "Sir .. Brother of God." Hanas said slowly.
Yola heard the name of the God called by the sister, her eyes could not help but stare at the sister with a sharp gaze. Trying to think and guess who the nurse really is.
Meanwhile, the God who was also no less shocked when he saw Hanas, his lips could not help but return Hanas' call just now.
"Hottest!"
Yola felt her head hit with a hard object, as the Lord mentioned Hanas' name while looking up at the nun who was standing straight at the door of the room. In addition, my loving gaze was shown God while looking at the sister.