Love The Short Girl

Skiater

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Agara stopped a black car right in a hospital parking lot.

Once again he glanced towards the hospital entrance which instantly made his throat feel dry. With a whirlpool of sweat that began to seep on his forehead.

His article now he was in front of the Milver City Mental Hospital.

What is his decision to do right by visiting a mental hospital, where there are many people with mental disorders living in this place.?

But, he had to meet a skiater to get rid of the shadow of Raehan from his brain.

Degs...

Degs..

Degs...

Her heart beat back quickly, as the shadow of a girl's face was again visible on her head.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... That damn girl is so bad. The shadow has killed me..." Ringgis Agara while shuffling her origin hair.

He can no longer be haunted by the shadow of Raehan.

His taste was almost crazy because his brain just kept on floating the cute face slide short girl.

As if his head can be opened, surely he will remove the contents of his head and wash it clean, if necessary he will soak the contents of his own head.

Agara again snorted violently, when again his head thought stupid things.

Like him, he must visit this place. Think about it, then immediately open the car door and get off.

Before going down, Agara put on a mask and also a hat that will hide his face.

He did not want people to know if an Agara visited a mental hospital.

Thinking about it alone made Agara shudder a little horrified with the thoughts of others who would say if a handsome man like himself turned out to be crazy.

Agara stared once again at the large letters that were firmly attached to the wall of the towering building before him.

Should he come back, and lock up his intention to enter.?

But her self could not bear the annoyance of the short girl who always flashed inside her head.

It's really troublesome for her.

Agara pressed down on the pet hat he was now wearing, then stepped in and entered the hospital.

Agara's head kept his head down, he did not pay attention to his surroundings, as well as the people around him who were indifferent and chose to take care of their respective affairs.

Until the end Agara arrived at a room with a receptionist at the door.

"Welcome sir... Can anyone help?" Ask the receptionist kindly, while opening the sheets in front of him.

"I have an appointment with the doctor..." Agara replied briefly by checking the mask that he was wearing. He also did not want this receptionist to see his face.

"What's the name?"

Agara was silent for a moment, he hesitated to call his name so beautiful and had to join the name of the patient - a patient affected by his other mental disorders.

But what is the power, than himself can not sleep or think calmly. Better get out of here fast and then get out of here.

"For Vandeerze."

The receptionist again sorted the sheets in front of him, then returned to smiling at the patient in front of him who could not even see the patient's face.

Bizarrely.

That was one word that occurred in the mind of the receptionist.

But here the task is not to know the patient's personal life.

"It's okay sir. Just wait here for a minute. I'll drop your father's file to the doctor.." Tell the receptionist as he stretches his hands on the waiting chair next to his, which is also being sat by a middle-aged man with a white mustache.

Agara according to, he sat down next to his other patients. If viewed from the age of the patient in addition to his approximate age of the man about fifty years.

But yes, he doesn't care. The most important thing now is to meet the doctor, then go home quickly with a clean mind. Think Agara.

"Son.. What are you sick with?" Asked the middle-aged man beside her who patted Agara's shoulder abruptly, thus making Agara gasp in shock.

Does this grandpa know he's young?

Oh my God how can that be?.

Even though he had worn a mask and hat to cover his face, even the receptionist could not guess if he was young, even himself called the father earlier.

But the man beside this, how could it be?

Does this guy have a sixth sense, or something?

"Son..!" Call the middle-aged man, now in a higher tone, with a pat on the same shoulder.

"I just want a consultation, sir.." Sahut Agara with as much courtesy as possible, while looking down on his face.

Again the shadow of Raehan who nagged himself to always be polite to older people came back to be imagined.

"Gosh again - the face of that unlucky girl... What's wrong with my head..." Ringgis Agara with a hunch.

The middle-aged man beside Agara, noticed the young man's behavior beside her.

In fact he smelled the scent of the seeds of love that began to evaporate from Agara.

"It's not the right place for teenagers who are in love like you.." The man's tirade sounded like a seductive tone.

"Aaahhhhh these grandfathers why do you know so much... In love what,? I'm just haunted by the shadow of the unlucky girl .. Ck.. Not only did he also pretentiously know..." Inner Agara who disagrees with the words of the man beside her.

The man again smiled amusedly, looking at Agara's shy silent behavior. What else when he saw Agara's ears flushed. Can he guess if Agara's face must have been flushed like a beautiful twilight.

"Son.. Why are you quiet.-"

"Sir, please come in, the doctor is waiting for you..." Call the Receptionist who immediately cut off the middle-aged man's words.

Agara heaved a sigh of relief, upon hearing the call. At the very least he could get away from that pretentious old man, which almost made his madness even more. With all these magic words that ruin the performance of his brain and heart.

Agara immediately got up from his seat, then entered the room with a woman of thirty who looked so friendly with a crescent moon smile, which rose from his lips.

"Sit is sitting..." Said the doctor stretching his hand to divide right.

Agara threw his butt in the chair right in front of the doctor, where a table became a partition between them.

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Nih Agara again sprained because of the speech of the grandfather😥

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