Married Bad Boy
The Part 33
Playlist: Somebody to you (The Vamps ft Demi Lovato)
The resort became a little splashy when people there watched Azri come down while holding Widya whose legs sprained. What the hell is going on? They looked at Azri with curious gazes, astonishment, and wonder.
Azri who did not care about all that kept walking casually while Widya continued to say softly so that her self was lowered.
"People look, what if they then find out about our status?" whispered while holding his shame.
"I've complied with many of your requests but can you obey me just once? If you still protest I will do more shameful things to you" Azri threatened in a cold voice.
The man did not even look at her at all. Widya could only sigh resignedly, even when Chris and Mahesa exclaimed when they saw her.
"God ... Widya, what happened to you?" chris panicked.
"Widya, are you okay?" Mahesa asked worriedly. "Don't worry about me" Widya said with a shy smile.
Azri looked at Chris. "Bring the medicine box to our room" he ordered.
"Our room?" chris was confused.
"Hurry up!" firmly Azri while glaring furiously. Now is not the time for a question-and-answer session. Chris immediately turned around and Azri continued to carry his wife until she arrived at Widya's room. Azri dropped her off at the edge of the bed.
"Wait here" Azri told him to go to the door where Chris came with a P3k box.
Without muttering a word of thanks Azri told keris out of the room. Azri walked quickly to Widya again.
"Save your hands.“
Widya reached out her hand and Azri treated her painstakingly. He's amazed. To be honest he never knew this man knew how to treat people. Wasn't he only able to incise wounds. It was like seeing another figure in Azri. A kind and gentle man.
"Switch your sore leg."
Widya stretched out her legs again. Azri massaged around her ankle and then did something in one jolt. It caused a stinging pain until Widya's screeches filled the room.
"It hurts!" he screamed while holding his feet.
Azri got up while tidying the tools into the box. Widya moved her legs and realized that the pain in her legs had disappeared.
Gosh, so Azri was actually treating her? he thought the man just wanted to vent emotions. He looked away at Azri who held out a can of cold juice at him.
Widya accepted her with a confused feeling. He doesn't know what to say after the many things Azri did for him. Beside the man had already made her cry, the man had also been kind enough to treat her wounds.
"So, why did you run away?" tanya Azri broke Widya's daydream.
He raised his face quickly to look at Azri's face sitting on the arm of the sofa in front of him. The man put on an unconcerned face and his hands folded in front of his chest. His typical haughty pose. Thanks to Azri's question, her sudden memory returns to the scene at the festival which makes her heartache.
"Why still ask? You know clearly what the answer is," Widya said, turning her eyes away.
Azri's breathing sounded faint in Widya's ears and the girl had no intention of looking at her at all.
"Is it because I'm chatting with some girls at the festival. Is that why you ran away? I was just chatting lightly without any physical contact."
Widya clutched her grasped juice can. He was also aware of his strangeness. The infuriating feeling that he wanted to deny, but his strange was able to warm his heart.
Connect ....
