Love Swordsman

Funny in Kiara's room

"What are you talking about?" Kiara looks curious. Hansa just replied with a sledgehammer. He walked closer to Kiara's bed.

"Weni, you can get out first!" Hansa Pinta. "Okay, Mr. Hansa." Weni bowed before rushing off.

Hansa looked at Kiara seriously. "Why?" kiara asked confusedly at the look on Hansa's face that turned serious. Yes, even though he was always serious.

"Miss Kiara, I want to ask you something." Hansa Permit. Kiara nodded.

"Did Miss have an old illness? such as ... a rare disease possible?" asked Hansa related to Kiara's pulse which according to the healer was different from others.

Kiara thought for a moment. "No. I am in good health. Never had a history of illness." The answer. "Why are you suddenly like that?" Kiara asked back.

Hansa was speechless thinking of the reason, and whether he should tell Kiara or not. "No. Its nothing. Then, Miss rest. I won't bother you anymore." Pamphitt. He stood up and rushed out of the room that Kiara occupied.

Kiara according. He immediately dropped his head on the padded pillow and enveloped his body.

Hansa, who had closed the door to Kiara's room, opened it again. He took out a small object from his money bag. "Am I going back now, okay?" he went into Kiara's room and approached the bed of the girl who seemed to have drowned in his dream.

Hansa put down Kiara's hairpin the other day she found it in her room. He had indeed guessed that the hair pin belonged to Kiara. And he had also told Bari to fix Kiara's hairpick that was broken due to her footing.

The flashback:

Hansa who was on duty around the market saw a shop selling hair ornaments. He looked at the hairpicks sold in the store.

"Sir, there's a hairpick that looks like this, isn't it?" Hansa pulled out Kiara's hairpins which he carried in his money bag all day.

Mr. seller researched the unique hair skewers that had been broken. "Oh, unfortunately, we don't sell hairpicks that are rare like this, sir. These hairpicks also seemed to be only a few in this world. Maybe this hair pin was carved by someone for a family sign. This model is rare." Obviously the seller at length.

Hansa nodded. "That's it. My store does not just sell hair jewelry. But I can also fix broken jewelry."

You sold a bargain to fix Kiara's hairpick.

"Mm .. later, sir. Thanks a lot, yeah." Hansa felt unable to entrust the hairpick to just anyone. Because the hairpin is not hers. Moreover, it was a rare hairpick and was not easy to find anywhere if it was lost.

After his task was completed, he decided to go straight back to the Court Office.

Arriving at the Court Office,

Hansa meets Bari. "Bari, can you ask for help?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, Mr. Hansa. What can I help you with?" Bari Volunteering. Hansa took out Kiara's hairpick and gave it to Bari.

"I hear your uncle can fix any collar jewelry. Can I ask you to please give this to your uncle for repairs?" Hansa asked for help.

"Okay, Mr. Hansa. Mr. Hansa need not worry. My uncle is the most famous jewelry engraver. He also carved the precious jade belonging to the Princess." Bari Tutur.

"But I'm curious. Whose hair is this? I think I've seen it, haven't I?" Bari looked curious.

"Don't have this special girl at heart ... " Bari did not continue his words because he got a cynical look from Hansa.

"Then I go now, Mr. Hansa." He chose to leave immediately to avoid Hansa's cynical gaze.

Flashback off:

Hansa glanced at Kiara who had been sound asleep before turning her body to get out. '

Bruk'

He was surprised to find Kiara who had been lying on the floor still with her eyes closed.

He lifted Kiara's body and moved her back to the bed with a slight nervousness. Because, he never dared to be this close to any girl other than Kiara.

"May he fall out of bed, he still sleeps well." Herbs.

He enveloped Kiara's body quickly, and was about to rush over not wanting to linger in a young girl's room.

However, her body was restrained because Kiara suddenly clasped her hands very tightly.

Hansa tried to keep her hand away from Kiara, which further tightened her hand. Hansa fell to the edge of the bed.

"Don't .. don't go!" pinta Kiara who seemed to be delirious. Hansa pulled her hand from Kiara. However, Kiara actually made Hansa's hand as a pillow.

Hansa did not give up. He again tried to keep his hand away from Kiara slowly. However, Kiara pulled back her hand which made her body unbalanced, and resulted in their faces now being very close.

Just this time his heart was beating this hard. Even he who is not infrequently faced in a dangerous situation has never been this pounding.

Hansa moved back to a sitting position slowly. Afraid of her movements could wake Kiara who was still fast asleep.

Hansa who was confused by the situation he was in now could only resign. He tried to survive this situation. Drowsiness did not dare he ladeni. He stayed in that position until morning.

Kiara opened her eyes slowly from her slumber. He yawned for a moment. His eyes were round getting a man sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Hansa! what are you doing here?" Hansa immediately opened her eyes from her sleepiness when she heard Kiara's voice asking her.

He looked straight at his hand with a flat face. Kiara who had just realized that she was holding the young man's hand immediately got up and sat herself in bed.

Hansa was still looking at her own hands with a face that Kiara could not understand.

Kiara saw Hansa's hand. Checking what strange thing was in the young man's hands made him continue to look at him without blinking.

"Well!" Kiara was surprised to see Hansa's already wet hands exposed to her saliva. "It ... is my saliva?" ask Kiara to make sure. Even though he knows the answer.

"Have I held your hand all night?" the question again was only answered with a flat gaze by Hansa.

"sorry. Here I clean!" he wiped his saliva on Hansa's hand using his own.

"Ehem. Look at your hand!" Hansa Pinta. Kiara looked at her own hand.

He was again surprised to see his hand which was also wet by his saliva.

"My hands are not clean you wipe, even wetter because of the saliva in your hands." Omel Hansa's.

"Wash your face there! also the saliva on your cheeks. The restroom is in front of this room." Hansa Pinta. Kiara felt her cheeks that were also wet by her own saliva. He looked at Hansa in embarrassment and immediately ran out.

He closed the door tightly. "Oh, I have to go to the restroom. I have to clean my face. Oh, my God, so shy, anyway." His grunts walked quickly towards the restroom.

Hansa rushed out of the room. He was surprised to find Bari and Weni standing in front of the room door.

"Mr Hansa, where's Miss Kiara? I'll bring him food." Weni asked as she carried a box of food in her hand.

"Sir Hansa, what's in Miss Kiara's room? that's your hand .. Why is it wet?" ask Bari who was not responded by Hansa.