Mandatory Filled

Seven

Dina stretching before exercise. He moves his hands, feet and other limbs so as not to feel stiff when he starts running later. He is not a sports enthusiast, but after stealing the conversation Nino and his father— who will do a morning jog in the park complex—Dina try to find luck. He wakes up early on Sunday, behaving like other people who do not realize that this is just a mode. Dina is very hopeful, hopefully they can meet at this place.

One round Dina had gone through, her eyes shimmered looking for two people who she very much later. He almost gave up, he ran away and intended to return home. Obviously he was disappointed to not be able to meet the Om Nico that he was waiting for, but at least Dina's body got tremendous benefits after running this morning.

"Sir Din!"

That shout. The cry that Dina was very familiar with, the shout that restores the spirit in every joint of her body. Dina turned around while smiling widely.

"Nino!"

"So Din's running in the morning too? Why not just now? Yeah, Pa?" Ask the boy by tugging at the end of the shirt his father was wearing.

"Yes" the man replied briefly.

Dina again widened her smile. "Sir Din doesn't know that you're going to be here either. Nino's just getting?"

"Yes, Brother Din. Nino woke up bad luck."

Ah, it's worth it that the two just looked, apparently Nino the adorable boy woke up late. Fortunately, God was still kind to Dina and reunited her with the idol.

"Sir Din, what if we run?"

"Nino," said Om Nico.

"Come on!" Accept Dina no less spirit 9

"You don't have to follow Nino's request, Dina." This time Om Nico spoke to him. But Dina couldn't just reject Nino either. Nino is too cute to ignore.

"No problem, Om," she replied with a smile. Dina told Nino to take a position right next to her. He counted down, then after that they started running with Dina who continued in the position behind. Letting himself lose to the boy. However, ill-fated, Dina did not see the small stone in front of her. It begins to lose its balance and then falls plunged into the asphalt.

"Aw," the screech's stuck. Om Nico who was quite far behind him ran quickly towards Dina. Check the condition of the girl.

"What's sick?" He asked after bowing before Dina.

"My legs, Om. Sick," Dina who was already crying endured the pain.

Nino who felt that there was no sister Dina beside her, stopped running and turned around. He wondered to see Father and Sister Dina sitting in the middle of the road. Then, he ran to the two men.

"Sir Din!" Nino cried out in surprise when she saw Dina who had broken into tears.

"Nino you shut up for a second. Papa wants to do it for a second, okay?" Said Om Nico.

"Yes, Pa" the boy replied quietly.

While Dina, she already cared nothing more than the pain that attacked her calf. Moving a little, it felt like hell. When Om Nico wanted to straighten his legs, at that time Dina shouted loudly and resulted in many pairs of eyes pointing at him.

"Don't, Om. It hurts."

"Your legs sprained. I promise it'll only hurt for a minute." Om Nico tries to calm Dina down. Slowly he straightened the girl's legs. Finding the right position before, re-aligning the veins in one pull.

"Akh!" Jerit Dina very hard. In addition, he involuntarily gripped Om Nico's shoulder tightly, meaning he had clawed at the man to vent the pain.

Dina lowered her head, slowly releasing her grip on Om Nico. Only then did he realize that there was not only a sprain on his leg but also a small wound on his knee. Dina hissed slowly, the pain was still there even though it was not as severe as before.

"Can you still walk?" Dina shook her head unsure. Then unexpectedly, Om Nico turned to thrust his back. "You ride," he said.

Dina had no words to refuse. After all, deep within him was also happy, although the pleasure had to be paid with pain in his body, especially the legs.

Slowly he crawled, assisted Nino as much as possible, he was right on the back of the man's cocoa. Om Nico equalizes position and stands. Dina ventured to hug the man's neck. His heart is beating fast and he hopes Om Nico does not realize it, although a little impossible considering they are very close.

Om Nico shows absolutely no signs of tired from carrying it. The distance between the house and the garden was quite far. Now, Dina began to feel guilty.

"Good, we're almost there soon."

Dina chose silence, a second later she turned her head towards Nino who was walking beside them. Hunker down.

"That means the winner of the race is Nino!" Exclaimed Dina trying to comfort the gloomy-looking boy.

"Sir Din, this is all Nino's fault huh? Nino who took Kak Din running race earlier."

Dina shook her head quickly, her lips displaying a big smile. "No, this is your own fault. Sis Din who is not careful," comfort Dina.

Shortly thereafter, they arrived. Om Nico did not immediately bring Dina home but treated the girl at his home.

"Om, this—"

"I can't take you home under these circumstances" said Om Nico as if he knew what Dina wanted to say.

"Not exactly nicotine, Om?"

"No. Just so you don't cry like that" said Om Nico. Slowly he sat Dina on the sofa.

"Nino, please get me the P3K box in the usual place."

"Okay, Pa." Then as quickly as possible Nino ran to take his father's order. Soon he returned with a box in his hand.

"Thank you" said Om Nico, giving a swipe of affection on his son's head.

Another thing with Dina. He swallowed his saliva suck. The shadow of pain as the medicine swept through the visible wound in his brain. He grimaced even before the cotton mixed with alcohol touched the wound on his knee.

"Rilex, Dina."

Almost all of his energy was devoted to enduring the agonizing pain, not only that, he was also tightly gripping Om Nico's shoulder. It might be imprinted later, but neither Dina nor the man seemed to care.

The wound is not much, but the taste caused is far from the usual word. Dina again tried to remember the last time she was injured like this. Huft, it seems like it's been a long time.

"It has. You can rest for a while before going home," said Om Nico while tidying up the P3K box.

"Pa, Nino's laper. Want to eat." At first glance Om Nico seemed to nod, then he turned towards Dina. "You want to eat, Dina?"

Dina shook her head awkwardly. "No, Om. I just went home," she refused.

"Come dong Kak Din, eat with us," Nino persuaded with a clear expression. Hah, if this is how Dina can refuse.

"OK, Brother Din wants to."

The boy cheered happily. With her small hands she tried to help Dina stand up. Then lead the girl to the dining table. There, various foods have been neatly served. And yes, Dina was hungry.

They eat with service. No one speaks, only the details of the cutlery fill the silence. Nino who is usually chatty also choose silence, it seems this is Om Nico's teaching not to talk at mealtime.

Dina decided to go straight home after eating, Om Nico drove her to the front. Not only that, the man also made sure Dina returned home safely.

If it continues this way, Dina could be getting bigger head. He felt, most likely Om Nico also liked it. But—

Nope, no!

This time Dina did not want to think things through and let her feelings fly imagining Om Nico who would soon be hers. Whole and forever.

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