Love The Short Girl
Skiater 2
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The doctor observes Agara's file, observing each stanza of the patient's symptoms.
The doctor's forehead is furrowed deeper because he feels his patient's illness is strange and confused.
"Like her, Mr. Agara went wrong to this hospital. You should go to a regular hospital to check your heart health... Or maybe I'd recommend a heart specialist to help you..." Excited the doctor who closed the resignation of Agara mental health file.
Agara blinked his two eyes confused, the words of the doctor made him more dizzy and twitched fireflies.
Heart health?
Specialist.?
Her self came here just to brainwash her. But the doctor advised himself to see a heart specialist.
The doctor, who could read Agara's silence, spoke again in a friendly manner.
"Symptoms of the disease are listed in the father's file, showing the symptoms of Arrhythmia disease..."
"Arythmia?"
"Yes sir Arrhythmia is a disorder in the heart rate or heart rhythm, which is marked by an irregular heartbeat. It can be too fast or too slow. This disorder is strongly associated with cardiovascular conditions, such as high blood pressure, heart failure, heart valve disease, and coronary artery disease. Therefore, Arrhythmia cannot be considered trivial because it can increase the risk of stroke. In some cases it is the cause of sudden death." The doctor was obviously at length.
Agara was stunned to hear the explanation of the doctor who was so horrified.
Horrifically.
Arrhythmias.
Strokes.
Gosh why that little girl can make him suffer from a disease like this. Agara chuckled inwardly with his chest increasingly rumbling.
"Is the doctor not misdiagnosed..?" Resist Agara with a panicked tone.
How can the soul be young, and healthy as its self. Being a victim of such a terrible disease.
"But it corresponds to the symptoms that you say in this file. The heart beats abnormally, even seeming pain. Even because of that, it is also difficult for me to sleep. I also think this is a little strange. But it does not rule out the possibility if young people like my father have a stroke or disease that I just said right..."
"But I only experienced it when I remembered his face..." Reply Agara quickly with a frustrated tone.
Like her self had to tell her all to the doctor.
He did not want his doctor to diagnose himself as having such terrible diseases.
Even in a dream, he does not want to have such a disease.
"Well.." The doctor's face was increasingly wrinkled, confused as to what kind of patient he was handling.
A really strange disease is not even in medical books.
The patient is crazy, but not really.
"What kind of father do you mean? can Mr. Aga open his hat and mask, so that I can recognize what diseases my father suffered from facial mimicry or behavior..."
Agara took off his hat and mask, revealing a flushed face with two blackened panda eyes.
The doctor was a little surprised, seeing the handsome face of Agara who even made himself melt.
How could a child his age face a strange disease that even his self could not recognize.
Agara stared flat at the doctor, which made the doctor condition his facial expression.
"The heart beats abnormally, so the shadow that keeps me from sleeping only happens when I remember the face of the unlucky girl ...." Look at Agara with a serious face.
"Fuck girl?"
"Raehan.."
"Sorry what Mr. Aga Gay connoisseur.?"
"Of course not.. She is a very cute little girl. Her black eyes are beautiful, her eyelids are always flashing when talking, chuby white cheeks that always make me want to pinch that chewy cheek, that, then her fussy pich lips that will never be able to stand still. Even though I cursed or scolded him. She's like a little baby koala that always sticks to me, even though I often shoo her away.." Obviously Agara with a reddened face and looks like a bashful.
The doctor who heard this smiled.
Now he can guess, if the disease is not just any disease, but a teenager who is feeling the seeds of love.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What's the moment you see your dad feeling happy..?"
"Not really.."
"Did you like her.?"
"It won't.."
"When you see him with another man, you get angry?"
"A little bit..."
"Did you love her..?."
Degs...
Agara's heart immediately stopped, his lips felt faint to answer a simple question from the doctor.
The heat on his face grew with a heart that felt frozen into chunks of ice.
He wanted to answer no, but his tongue and lips were silent at once, obeying his heart that did not want to say the cursed word.
"It's not a disease or anything of its kind sir... It's just a heart problem that you can heal on your own. If you want to get well, you have to make two choices. Put the feelings of Pak Aga on the little girl, or Pak Aga can stay away and forget her. Mr. Aga just choose which path you want."
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Crowded voices with hundreds of people were gathering in one large building.
Doing activities according to their individual needs.
A shopping mall building in the city of Milver became Jiya's choice to shop.
Two human children in dirty and shabby clothes were standing in amazement at the large building called Mall by the rich.
But this time he will explore and even buy goods in this big store.
The money obtained from the sale of a gold diamond ring, the result of stealing at an elite area house a few weeks ago, drove Jiya to snatch money with a pretty fantastic nominal, which is quite fantastic, thirty million.
His fate is indeed very lucky, but his self will not waste the capital. He will use the money to improve his appearance and enter the children of the rich, then tie them with the charm of beauty that he has to dredge the money of the children.
Impressed crazy, right?
It even looks like a matre or money-eyed girl.
But he doesn't care about it. He was fed up with living destitute, always chased by the masses and shouted as a pickpocket.
He did not feel guilty in the least, because for him should the rich people divide their wealth among the poor like himself. Not even throwing stones or garbage on the side of the road.
"Jiya, we better go home.. We don't deserve to be in a place like this..." Exclaimed Kazuya, the Japanese-faced man who was pulling Jiya's wrist to leave.
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