Love Kinara

congratulated

the doctor smiled kindly then patted the father's shoulder as if giving strength.

"your daughter is a strong girl and also a great master, she has already passed her critical period. We just have to wait for him to wake up". The doctor said with a smile on his face.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief hearing the doctor's words. No exception Dev who had been silent and kept his head down.

He really feels guilty right now. In his silence, Dev continued to pray for the safety of his helper girl.

15minutes later, several nurses were seen pushing Ara's cage out of the operating room.

"we'll move the patient to the treatment room". The nurse explained to everyone.

Ara was placed in the VIP class, you already rejected it because later when it was realized Ara would certainly nag you. However, Mr. Aryo kekeh moved Ara to the VIP ward. The reason is that Ara is comfortable and quickly recovered.

Finally, the father can only resign with the decision of his master.

"why hasn't he realized, Doc?? He said it was okay. Then why haven't you realized??". Dira was impatient and asked questions to the doctor who had just entered to check on Ara's condition.

"in a moment the patient will be aware, please be patient a little miss. The anesthetic effect has not disappeared completely". The doctor explained patiently with a smile that never faded from his face.

"whaaq". Ara's voice that was almost like a whisper was able to avert the eyes of everyone in the nursery.

"father here neng.kamu already fine. All is well, you rest again yes". The father immediately approached then clasped Ara's hand and stroked her head affectionately. Her guilt re-emerged seeing the condition of Ara who was very weak.

"bad father knows if mewek rich that, so look very old, can not ntar ngecengin herbalist again sir". Ara chuckled softly after saying that.

I glared in disbelief at his daughter's behavior, the moment that had just happened was over with words that came from the girl's mouth that made everyone worried.

"waaah.nona Ara can already tease her father yes. This is going to heal. I checked for a second". The young doctor, who goes by the name Yoga, then checked her heart rate and other Ara conditions.

"everything's great, Miss Ara is a great girl. Just need a lot of rest, his condition will quickly recover". The Yoga Doctor said again to make everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Yoga doctors then say goodbye to everyone after making sure Ara's condition is fine.

"what do you feel ra??"

"do you still hurt??"

"which one is sick??"

"i have to how now ra??".

Dira and Putri unpretently asked Ara's condition, making the girl who was still lying weak chuckle slowly at the concerns of the two friends. A moment later, he closed his eyes again.

"why do you ask that much?? don't be noisy, let Ara rest". Anika said firmly to the two girls who were worried about Ara's condition.

"you and your family should go home, ma'am. I'll keep Ara here". Mr. Grace asked his employer to come home for a rest, he felt bad to trouble his employer's family.

"alright, if you and Ara need anything don't hesitate to call me". Mr. Aryo patted my father on the shoulder and then was about to walk out of Ara's treatment room.

"Dev will be here with his uncle Rahmat waiting for Ara ma, pa". Dev's words made Lord Aryo stop his steps. He saw his son's face, he knew that Dev was currently feeling guilty about Ara's condition.

"no need young master, you need to rest. You also have to go to school tomorrow". Pak Rahmat expels in a subtle way his master's son.

"Tomorrow uncle's sunday. I don't go to school". Dev replied calmly but his gaze never separated from Ara who since after the doctor was examined was back asleep because of the effect of the drug.

"but young master..". Not yet have you finished his speech, Mr. Aryo has interrupted him.

"let him here keep you watch over Ara mat, you can't leave Ara alone in this room if you want to worship, right??". The words of Mr. Aryo made the father finally agree to Dev's wishes.

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After the departure of Mr. Aryo and Mr. Bram, the father continued to tell Dev to rest on the sofa in the room. But Dev still did not budge from his position beside Ara.

"young master, you can rest on the sofa. Do not force yourself. I'm afraid you're sick sir". You continue to persuade Dev, but Dev does not want to change position.

"i'm fine, uncle. Uncle better sleep there. Later if Ara is looking for uncle, I'll wake uncle". Dev said while looking at the father for a moment.

He sighed then went to the sofa and laid his tired body. Maybe true said Ara, the father is old, so fight for a while already exhausted.

...***...

Dev continued to look at Ara's beautiful face that began to bluish in some parts that were hit during the fight earlier.

Dev's hand clasped tightly onto Ara's hand as if afraid that this beautiful girl would disappear from her life.

Dev's outstretched hand removed the mane of hair that covered Ara's pretty face, behind her sleeping face as if not disturbed by Dev's activity that was caressing Ara's face.

Dev who was also exhausted finally fell asleep beside Ara with a sitting position. Dev's handsome face was in front of Ara's face.

The sound of the Adhan reverberated to awaken humanity to carry out its obligations as a Muslim.

The father woke up first and saw his young master sleeping in a sitting position, and his hands were still faithfully grasping tightly Ara's hands.

You can't bear to wake up Dev who seems very good. Finally he decided to go out to find a nearby mosque or mosque.

Not long after the departure of the father, Ara slightly moved her body and then wanted to move her fingers. But Ara felt strange because her fingers were like they were being tightly grasped.

Slowly Ara opened her eyes, a few moments later her eyes opened perfectly to see whose face was in front of her now.

"was.young master??" Ara said slightly stammered from being too surprised.

Feeling the movement in the hand he held, Dev blinked his eyes several times to adjust the light that entered his eyes.

After being fully conscious, Dev looked at Ara then smiled. The smile that Dev hardly ever showed to any woman except her mother and younger sister. Making Ara more misbehavior, apalgi his current position is quite close to Dev.

"are you awake?? Does it still hurt??". The typical hoarse voice of people waking up really spoils Ara's ears.

What dreams did he last night, his sleep awaited by the handsome men adjaan girls at his school.

" sa.I'm fine young master. Ke..why is the young master here?? where's father??" Ara asked after gathering all her sanity. He would absolutely be able to go crazy if he continued to be together with this young man.

Dev set his sights on the sofa where you slept last night, but what you're looking for is not there.

"maybe uncle Mercy is praying at dawn. Wanna drink?". Dev said as he stroked the back of Ara's hand which he held.

Ara simply nodded in response, her tongue suddenly twisted when faced with this man.

Dev released his hand and then took the water beside Ara's bed.

Dev helped Ara to sit down, the distance the two were currently at was really close. Ara could feel Dev's breathing gushing into her head.

Ara closed her eyes for a moment to control her feelings.

"calm Ara. Remember, this man is your best friend's lover. Do not let you be presumptuous, let alone he is the son of your father's master" Ara continues to commemorate himself so as not to be complacent about the charm of a Dev.

Whether bod*h or how, Ara really did not think in the least if Dev and Dira were brothers.

" does it hurt??". A question from Dev made Ara aware of his daydream. Ara quickly shook her head and then took the glass Dev offered and immediately drank it to the end.

"slow down, I won't ask for it". dev said as he stroked Ara's head slowly.

Ara was actually made to die of lice by Dev, wanting it to feel like Ara was yelling, but why?? Ara was confused by herself. His heart was completely uncontrollable, his heart pounding as if signaling that Ara was not okay.

Unknowingly Ara put her hand on her chest to check her heart condition which has been in a marathon since.

Dev, who had been watching Ara's movements, furrowed his brows, seeing Ara holding his chest. Suddenly Dev was worried that Ara was feeling pain in his chest.

"does your chest hurt ra?? Do I need to call a doctor??". Dev's question made Ara aware of his behavior.

Ara shook her head quickly while shaking her hand a sign that she was fine

"no young master. I'm doing fine". Ara said clumsy.

"i told you not to call me young master ra. My butter itches hearing you call me master". Dev again warns Ara about his calling.

"sorry sir, I can't. That's too presumptuous". Ara is stubborn, she still does not want to change her call to Dev.

While arguing, Ara's outpatient room door opened. The face of Pram who was carrying a paper bag containing a change of clothes for his young master.

"this is a change of clothes for you young master". Pram said as he handed the paper bag to Dev.

"Thank you om. Please take care of Ara for a moment, I want to take a shower and pray at dawn first". Dev got up from his seat and walked to the bathroom in the room.

"still pain you neng??" Pram asked casually to Ara.

"It hurts uncle, his name was also shot. If you shot a nice guy, so seneng. He was actually shot with a gun. Good thing you passed uncle". A sentilan landed smoothly on Ara, the culprit is not Pram but Grace of the father.

"this is the daughter of one yes, kalo by the way do not like to be filtered first. Wonder father, I used to crave what the hell pregnant you tuh neng. Forgive mr neng". Just entered and had heard the words of his son who was without a fikter made the father immediately touch his daughter's forehead.

While Pram just laughed to see Ara who was ready to protest at Grace.

"father of yaa....".