I'm Not a Wild Grass

Broken Bone (POV Laila)

"Need help, La?"

I looked towards Erlan who was holding Kiyano's hand. I suddenly found an uneasy tense situation between Erlan and Kiyano.

"That's okay, Lan. I'm done talking to Kiyano. We're going to yuk!" I took Erlan away, as Kiyano's grip on my arm began to loosen.

"La! I'm not done talking, La!" Kiyano still called me.

But I didn't make any calls from Kiyano. I'm actually speeding up my steps towards Erlan's car.

"Brake!"

I was shocked when Kiyano suddenly pulled my hand back. This time the pull was enough to make me in pain.

"Aw!" I complain.

"Suck!" Erlan.

The next second, everything went very quickly.

Erlan floated a raw bogem into Kiyano's face, until the man fell back a few steps.

I scream in shock. And more horrified when he saw Kiyano move quickly and reply to Erlan's bogeman earlier. But Erlan managed to dodge by tilting her head.

Erlan then caught the hand of Kiyano who stuck forward so swiftly. He then returned a hand blow to the young man's stomach.

Seeing the struggle between the two men, I was terrified. Suddenly I remembered Kiyano who had recently undergone kidney surgery with me. I'm afraid that a blow from Erlan will have an adverse effect on Kiyano.

Then recklessly, I just went ahead. My body is between the two men. At that time both of them were both about to throw their fists back at their opponents. But due to my sudden appearance in their midst, Erlan swiftly stopped her punch just before it hit my face.

Unfortunately Kiyano failed to stop the blow, until accidentally my left arm became the victim of Kiyano's hand shot.

"Aragh!"

I fell backwards. But Erlan was quick to catch my body that almost fell.

"Suckers! How dare you hit Laila!" Erlan muntab unleashed her wrath.

I felt my bones shift slightly from Kiyano's punch earlier, looking straight at Kiyano. It's so sorry Kiyano. He seemed to be emblazoned and regretted heavily for not having had time to stop the blow earlier.

Erlan released me and was about to attack Kiyano again. I hurriedly held his arm.

"Already! It's already! Let's just go, Lan!" I tried to pull Erlan with my healthy hands. But Erlan was still so eager to hit Kiyano who was still silent staring at his own hands.

"Erlane! Already! Let's go!" I brought Erlan back. This time with a pretty high tone. And, my efforts succeeded. I was finally able to get Erlan into our car.

Once I got into the car, I looked back. I see Kiyano still in his position. Silence stared at her own hands.

I felt anxious when I saw Kiyano's condition at that time. I want to go back down to make sure Kiyano is okay.

'Was he hurt by Erlan's punch? Why is he quiet like that?' my mind was confused by the consecutive questions.

"Your hand is sick, La?"

I raised my gaze upwards, right into Erlan's eyes. I found a real worry in the eyes of this young man near me. Then I just looked at my arm that felt painless.

One sec..

Two seconds..

Three seconds..

And..

"Hiks.. Ma's..Mama. aa.aa..a very sick this.." I can't hold my own sobs.

While Erlan who had gawked looked at me, hurriedly raised the sleeves of the shirt I was wearing. To see the part of my arm that hurts.

"Aw! Damn you, Lan! Slowly open it can not really?! Sick knows!" I nagged at the sewot, as Erlan's hand touched accidentally into my sore arm.

"Ouch! Sorry, La. I was unintentionally. Which one is sick?" Erlan asked, while folding my shirt sleeves up slowly.

"Aw! This one is. huuuu..uu...uu.." I cried again.

Then, a purplish bruise appeared on the part of my arm that had been the target of Koyano's hand bogem.

"Duh! We go to the hospital! Afraid of a fracture or something." said Erlan was-was.

Next, Erlan took me straight to a hospital. According to the results of the examination by the doctor, I only had a mild fracture. The doctor then placed a plasterboard on my sore arm. Also give me fever medicine and antibiotics, if-if I have a fever later tonight.

On my way out of the hospital, Erlan was about to drive me back home. But I insist on rejecting his proposal.

I chose to go back to work today. Because my job is light. And I don't really need my left arm to do my job.

Feeling defeated arguing, Erlan relented. He finally drove his car back to Mama Ilma's house.

But, arriving at Mama Ilmaya's house, I immediately regretted my decision to keep working today.

Because in the end I was forbidden by Mama Ilmaya to do anything. Instead of working and accompanying the sick Oma in her bed, I actually get special services like VVIP guests from the Arab country only.

I was asked to rest in one of the guest rooms. Prepare delicious and highly nutritious food and drinks. And inexhaustibly his servants come and go to ask me all my needs.

'Cabe Ijo said. I'd better just go home!' I regret without a sound.

At about six in the afternoon, I was almost taken prisoner by Mama Ilmaya on the grounds that I was still sick. Thankfully, I received a call from my mother asking for my whereabouts.

I should have gone home and been home by five in the afternoon. But until the time of Maghrib, I did not go home.

Mama Ilmaya finally let me go home. But he told me that tomorrow I should go back to his house. But not to work first. Except to be like all day.

'Diihih. Mending tomorrow I'll work a few days. It didn't taste very good, served by as many servants. Though I myself am also a servant there!.I decided in my heart.

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