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"Accuse me, slow down, Verda," Vedra grimaced in pain.

The man was enduring pain, pain, and burning as Verda swept a 70% alcohol solution at Vedra wounds. Vedra's face looks bruised, the corners of her lips are broken and bleeding, the temples are torn and swollen bluish purple.

"I'm sorry, I used to study accounting, not nursing" Verda said.

"Verda, educational background has absolutely no effect on humanitarian activities! Please, slow down," pinta Vedra.

"Why don't you go to the hospital? There's a more competent nurse!" sahut Verda's.

"If only health insurance covered all this, I would definitely choose to go to the hospital!" gerutu Vedras.

"Haha!" Verda laughs. "There is a huge loss in health insurance coverage for people who are hurt by fighting over women!" verda said with a mocking tone.

Vedra fell silent, putting on an unusually disappointed expression. Verda realized that at this time Vedra was reluctant to be invited to joke.

The man got up from the chair, limping down to the kitchen, walking towards the kitchen, open the fridge to pick up the ice cubes and then put the ice cubes into a plastic bag that he will use to compress his battered face.

Vedra entered the room, opened her shirt, and observed her bruised and bruised body being brutally beaten and kicked. Vedra recalled that this was not the first time he had been beaten to a pulp like this. While still living in his hometown, he often became a pocket of Anwar samsak.

Vedra is not a person who likes violence. He tends to prefer to avoid rather than cause bigger problems.

"Ved, are you really okay?" tanya Verda approached Vedra.

Verda was stunned to see the number of bruises and bluish purple bruises on Vedra's body which was now bare-chested.

"Don't your bones crack? Shouldn't you check into the hospital?" ask Verda.

Vedra did not answer, the man opened his closet and took out a t-shirt.

"In a moment, it seems like I have something to deal with your bruises," Vedra rushed out of the room.

Moments later he returned to the room and brought the ointment-shaped medicine.

"This, wear it, I used to use this medicine to deal with the bruises that arise because of wearing high heels too often" said Verda.

"Yes, thank you" said Vedra.

"I'll help you apply this ointment to your body. Look, there's a lot of bruising on your back" Verda said, pointing at the bruises on Vedra's body.

"All right" replied Vedra.

He had no choice but to turn down Verda's help as his hands were still sore and somewhat difficult to move as he tried to protect his vital organs from Bayu's attack.

Verda began to sweep the ointment to Vedra's back. Vedra creeps herself because of the touch of Verda's finger that hit her skin as if causing an electric shock.

Well, this must be the reaction of the ointment that Verda was pouring into his bruises and bruises, which is what Vedra had in mind. Distracting the wild mind that flashed appeared in his mind.

"You went to see your ex-lover, got into a fight with your ex's girlfriend, didn't you?" ask Verda.

Vedra did not say, at this time his heart really felt much more pain than the physical injuries he received.

"It's a good thing you weren't killed by your ex's lover, huh? If you get killed and die, then what about the fate of the photo card Jehunku? I don't want to, yes, your responsibility is considered complete just because you're dead" Verda said.

Vedra immediately turned to face Verda.

"Geez, Verda! Don't you have the slightest sympathy for me? I'm battered like this and you're still thinking about your idol's photo card? Where's your conscience?" ask Vedra.

"Consciousness? You yourself are looking for disease by coming to see your ex-lover! You until the bonyok got beat up like this for trying to do something indecent right?!" verda toilet.

"W-what? I'm doing indecent?" Vedra flabbergasted.

"What is the reason for a man to make you battered like this other than burning jealous flames?" ask Verda.

Vedra looked straight at Verda who was clearly mocking him.

"Verda, you're wrong to think of me that way. I'm not that kind of man."

Vedra's answer is very short, dense, and hanging.

"Why did you get battered like this? There will be no smoke if no one burns, Ved!" sergeant Verda.

"Verda, I didn't see Silvia because I wanted to take her from another man. I just need an explanation as to why Silvia cut off our relationship unilaterally. Really, until now I still can not accept the unilateral decision. It was as if the time we had spent together was completely worthless" Vedra said.

Vedra looked down, her eyes were heating up. It was not easy for him to accept Silvia's unilateral decision. As she loves Silvia so much, plans a future together, builds a happy little family, all of a sudden it must be over before they even start.

Sick, it really hurts.

Fate is playing with Vedra. Making a man's life should be turned upside down like this.

"Ved," said Verda.

Vedra was still down, a puddle of tears began to melt soaking her cheeks.

"Ved," call Verda.

Vedra held Verda's hand which shook her shoulder.

"Don't look at me" said Vedra.

Vedra has the self-respect of a man she has to take care of. He now feels at the bottom of his life.

Verda was stunned to see Vedra's trembling body. Sympathy prompted him to bring the man into his arms. Verda gently rubbed the hair of the man who was now embracing her so tightly.

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"I think I know why you got cut off like that, Ved."

Verda looked at Vedra who was currently lying beside her.

"What?" asked Vedra while looking towards Verda.

Verda took out a Jehun-faced pillow from her back, flaunting it in front of Vedra.

"You're not as handsome as Jehun!" answer Verda. "No woman would have rejected you if you were as handsome as Jehun!" Verda pointed at her handsome pillow.

Vedra throbbing.

"If I was as handsome as Jehun, where would I go on a date with just any woman! Especially if I have to get married, where might I want to marry you!" sahut Vedra's.

"Haha! What did you say?" Verda laughs.

"Yes, that's obvious, right? If I were rich and handsome, I wouldn't have guaranteed to marry you! I have a lot of money I can give you in exchange! Even I can give you ten times your losses!" said Vedra.

"Aahaha!" Verda laughed again. "Vedra, Vedra, you deserve no good looks and riches! You're so haughty! Ahaha," Verda laughed again.

"Verda, did I say something wrong? If I were rich and handsome, I wouldn't work overtime like a horse! Go dark, go home dark, not rich!" sahut Vedra's.

"Ahaha," Verda laughed again as she patted Vedra's stomach.

"Okay, Verda! It hurts!" Vedra.

"Sorry, sorry, it hurts?" Verda gently rubbed Vedra's stomach.

"Verda, don't be so amused," lamented Vedra.

"Yes, yes, well," Verda dodged, rolling to the other side of Vedra's back.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep" Verda said.

Vedra looked at Verda's back. He shifted his body, approached and hugged Verda from behind.

"Ved!" Verda gasps.

"Let it be like this, just for a second," pinta Vedra.

Vedra lets herself drown in comfort. Verda's warm body and the smell of Verda's shampoo really spoiled her, making her forget the pain in her body.

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